Chapter 6: Disassemble it like a math problem.
“Being able to take the college entrance examination does not mean you can pass it.”
"If you can't pass the college entrance examination, then you are just like the dropout you laughed at yesterday. You are a blank slate, a breathing garbage in the city."
“Tell me, which one of you will become the city trash?”
"Very good, no one is talking. In the last three months, you are not allowed to slack off for even a minute. As long as you don't die from training, you must train to death."
"Especially for the calisthenics, everyone has to do it twice a day, making sure every move is done to perfection."
"I know that many of you look down on physical exercise and think it's just something that's commonplace. Yes, it is."
"So, this is a free-score question in the martial arts exam. If you want to pass the college entrance exam, you must not lose points on it. If you can't even do this most basic thing, you might as well just get out."
"Now, everyone, play it with me."
The martial arts coach, who was burly and nearly 2 meters tall, stood in the middle of the classroom.
His voice was rough and his tone was fierce, and his almost unreasonable roar echoed throughout the martial arts classroom.
As he practiced, he glared at every student. If they made the slightest mistake, he would start a barrage of scolding.
In the past, this was the most terrifying scene in Feng Mu’s martial arts class, just as terrifying as being called up to sing alone in music class in his previous life.
Before, he was accompanied by a bunch of dropped-out students, but today he was the only one left, so his twisted and weird movements were particularly eye-catching.
It's like a yangko dance mixed into a gymnastics performance.
"How can this be so basic? Standing on one leg and doing a split is the simplest posture. You are paralyzed. Try doing one for me."
"Okay, they can do it, I'm just lame."
Feng Mu could feel the coach's murderous gaze, and his face inevitably felt hot.
Fortunately, the coach did not scold Feng Mu, but just looked away.
Feng Mu was stunned: "Garbage is not worth wasting spit on, right? That's good."
Feng Mu was not embarrassed or annoyed. He simply stopped following the coach and slowed down his pace completely, like an old man climbing stairs, with stiff and sluggish movements.
In this way, Feng Mu was able to make the body positions and movements more standard.
Of course, in the eyes of others, this should be a waste who has completely given up on himself.
Feng Mu didn't care about the strange looks from others, all his attention was focused on his stomach.
"The feeling of heaviness and bloating is easing. Is the exercise speeding up the digestion of iron?!"
Feng Mu originally just wanted to pretend to get through the two martial arts classes, but unexpectedly, he gained something unexpected.
30 minutes later.
Feng Mu finished a set of physical exercises panting, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.
He thought to himself, "It really works. My stomach doesn't lie. It's really become much shrunk. The digestion speed has increased by more than 100%. In this way, the time it takes to accumulate 100% iron intake will be reduced to 50 days. The prerequisite is that I have to do 20 hours of physical exercise every day. Well, it's not impossible."
"Hey, what are you laughing at? How can you still have the nerve to laugh after being beaten like this? Don't you have any sense of shame?" A contemptuous voice came from the side.
Feng Mu glanced at him suspiciously. It seemed that he was the student who had been scolded the most severely just now, but he didn't know his name.
"He's holding back his anger and wants to vent it on someone. And I'm the only one here who's even more useless than him and he's the one to bully?"
There is an adult soul living in Feng Mu's body, and he will never conflict with the other party because of such inexplicable things. He is not interested in confronting such a brainless person.
"I'm not as good as you. I'm just happy that I could complete it. Well, you did very well. You will definitely get high scores in the college entrance examination. Come on!" Feng Mu wiped the sweat from his head with a sincere face.
Don't know the name: ".….."
He praised me for being so good and wished me good results in the exam. Even though he was a loser, he seemed very sincere. Should I not laugh at him?
[Don't know the name] always felt like something was not right, but couldn't put his finger on it. It was like punching cotton, with no place to vent the energy, so he could only leave feeling more annoyed.
Feng Mu sent the troublemaker away, moved a few steps to the corner, and started practicing gymnastics again.
This time, because he had consumed some energy, he fought slower and more vigorously, his clothes soaked with sweat like a sauna.
As a result, the digestion speed became a little faster.
In the distance, a girl with a high ponytail and heterochromatic eyes looked at Feng Mu in the corner with a little surprise and muttered, "This boy is obviously useless, but he is a little..."
There was no black or green tea in downtown, and she couldn't find a concise word to describe the feeling.
….After two more rounds of gymnastics, more than an hour passed.
Feng Mu stopped only when the martial arts classroom gradually became empty and the students went to the cafeteria to eat in groups of three or four.
He pressed his stomach with his index finger, and the feeling of fullness obviously disappeared.
He judged that 3/10 of the space in his stomach had been freed up again.
2/10 is the iron beads digested, and 1/10 is the breakfast metabolized normally.
"Can I not eat rice and only take iron in the future?" Feng Mu regretted having breakfast a little, and he immediately decided not to eat lunch and dinner.
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After stretching his sore muscles, Feng Mu felt his bones were a little cold. He didn't know if it was an illusion, especially the xiphoid process of the thoracic vertebrae. There was a chill that penetrated his skin.
"Is the first thing that Iron Food transforms bones?"
Because, martial arts body training starts from the skin, then the flesh, tendons, and finally the bones, so Feng Mu was slightly stunned, but he didn't think much about it.
He left the classroom, went down the stairs, walked to the toilet on the first floor, pushed the door open, and after confirming that there was no one inside, Feng Mu climbed out of the window.
Outside the window of the men's restroom on the first floor were shrubs and weeds of varying heights, messy and lush, perfect for concealing one's whereabouts. This was the stealth route Feng Mu had planned for himself.
3 minutes later.
Feng Mu climbed over the wall and entered the warehouse along the old road.
He landed quietly and waited for 5 minutes to make sure there was no sound inside. Then Feng Mu emerged from the wall and slowly walked to the female corpse.
The body remained where it was.
After a night of fermentation, the corpse had a slight rotten smell, but it was not serious and was covered by the damp and moldy smell in the warehouse.
Feng Mu walked to the male corpse behind the wooden frame.
The male corpse also did not move from the spot, and did not turn into a zombie as a result of the evil sacrifice. And because all the blood and moisture had been drained, there was not even a rotten smell.
Feng Mu thought to himself, "The sacrificial ceremony didn't include the complete after-sales service and the cleaning of the body, but at least they helped with the embalming!"
This greatly reduced the burden on his subsequent work.
As for how to deal with the two bodies, Feng Mu has already figured out his thoughts from last night until now, just like dissecting a math problem.
question:
There are two bodies in the house, one is the one you killed and the other is not. How do you plan to deal with it? Difficulty 1: deal with only one or both.
Difficulty 2: The police station may have received a missing person report and time is running out.
Difficulty 3: It was my first time committing a crime and I had no experience, so I couldn’t ensure that all traces at the scene were cleaned up.
Difficulty 4: The patient is delicate and frail, and dismembering the body is a huge undertaking.
Difficulty 5: The only means of transportation is a bicycle.
Difficulty 6: You cannot disappear from the sight of classmates, teachers or parents for a long time.
Considering the difficulties mentioned above, there is only one way to solve the problem! …
(End of this chapter)
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