Chapter 3: The Cat Who Speaks Human Language

Li Ge rode a bicycle to school, while Xue Jing took the bus. After the two separated, Xue Jing took the bus, got off after three stops, and walked a few hundred meters to return home.

He greeted the security guard, entered the community, came to his own apartment building, took the elevator to the ninth floor, and took out the key to open the door.

After entering the door, he threw his school bag on the sofa, stretched his body, and walked into the "gym."

It was called a gym, but it was originally a storage room. After the skill panel was awakened, Xue Jing cleared out the debris inside, purchased a lot of fitness equipment, and turned it into a small gym. For this, he spent almost all the living expenses he saved from the past months.

Fortunately, he was not a member of the Zhutian Orphanage in this life and had both parents and a sister who just went to college last year. Although his family was not rich, it was still happy.

The only problem is that his parents are very busy at work and often go on business trips. His sister Xue Wan has been studying in another city, which has caused Xue Jing to basically live alone.

Xue Jing first did a set of stretching exercises, then stood on the treadmill, started it, and adjusted the pace to 12km/h, intending to run at this speed for ten minutes to warm up.

As he ran, he fell into thought.

"I ran a thousand meters during the physical test at noon, and I got 10 more experience points than running a thousand meters at ordinary times..."

"So, this way of 'participating in specific events' is the trick to quickly brush up on experience points?"

After school, Xue Jing agreed to his class teacher Du Shiwei's request to participate in the school sports meet because he wanted to confirm this.

If this is the way to get more experience, and an ordinary daily physical test can increase his experience points by this much, then participating in a formal competition should increase it even more.

...

An hour later, Xue Jing was sweating profusely, panting, unscrewing a 500ml bottle of mineral water, and drinking it all in one breath.

He opened the panel.

[You have completed a hard exercise, Fitness Experience +98]

[Fitness Lv2 (356/500)]

He calmed down for a while and felt the changes in his body.

Well, if you just rely on your senses, you can't feel anything.

But he knows that his physical fitness has improved a little.

The changes in skill experience points are reflected in real-time on himself, not only when he upgrades.

"It's really not worth it to spend time practicing the fitness skill," Xue Jing thought.

After his understanding over this period of time, the skill "Fitness" can comprehensively enhance all of one's physical qualities. It is a very useful skill and also his key experience goal.

However, this skill does not actually require him to specifically exercise in the gym.

According to his observation, the way to increase experience for this skill should be "any behavior that can exercise the body."

For example, when he runs, he can increase his "running" experience and some "fitness" experience at the same time.

In this case, he can also increase "fitness" experience by doing other behaviors that can exercise the body, without having to spend time exercising with fitness equipment.

For example... martial arts.

The martial arts in this world are much more developed than those in his previous life.

He saw with his own eyes that in a martial arts competition video on the Internet, a martial artist kicked his opponent more than ten meters away with one kick, the impact of the kick alone left a deep impression of his opponent on the wall.

The action was so fast that it was unbelievable.

He also wanted to get in touch with martial arts, but... he didn't know where to start.

Soon after he awakened the panel, he found videos and tips on the Internet and practiced them seriously, but until now, there was still no movement on the panel.

The activation of skills is not something that can be done casually otherwise he would have a lot of skills on him by now.

There are several martial arts dojos in Qingcheng, but the fees are so expensive that he can't afford them, and he is embarrassed to ask his parents for money because it really is too expensive.

"But as long as I can get started, with my invincible talent and amazing wisdom, it will be easy for me to practice a powerful and domineering peerless Martial art skill."

But no matter how strong his talent and wisdom are, without a master to guide him, it is difficult for a good cook to cook without rice.

The skill panel can let him go from 1 to 100, but it can't let him go from 0 to 1 out of thin air.

Xue Jing rested for a while, got up, and went to the bathroom.

...

After washing his hair, rinsing his body, and filling the bathtub with water for fifteen minutes, all his fatigue was gone, but his muscles were still a little sore.

In the bathroom, Xue Jing looked in the mirror.

He had a very elegant face, intellectual and abstinent. When he doesn't make any expression, he looks very cold, but as long as the corners of his mouth are raised even a bit, it is like a warm sun rising in winter, not hot, just a ray of warmth, but enough to refresh one's heart.

His body is thin but not skinny. After these days of skill training, beautiful muscles have begun to emerge. Because the skills enhance physical fitness in an all-round way, these muscles have no coordination and are all grown in the most perfect direction.

He looked down... Well, he has a small belly.

After twirling his half-long black hair that didn't reach his eyes, Xue Jing put on his clothes, walked out of the bathroom, and prepared to go out to replenish food for the house.

After changing his shoes, he walked out of the house and headed for the nearest supermarket.

It was now 7:30 in the evening. It was already dark, most people had already eaten dinner, and there were many pedestrians on the street.

While waiting for a traffic light on the road, Xue Jing suddenly heard a few screams from the side.

He looked curiously in the direction of the sound.

Across the road, an old bald man in a wheelchair, wearing a classic sleeveless white sweatshirt, fiddled with the wheels on both sides of his wheelchair with his hands, turning them quickly, and controlling the wheelchair to shuttle quickly between pedestrians.

'Is he... drifting?'

It's amazing that the old man was clearly drifting with a manual wheelchair, his technique was excellent, and he turned and moved lightly and freely. After turning several drainage channels, he swung the wheelchair with a sense of smoothness like a professional figure skater, extremely smooth.

When the wheelchair passed by, the wind rolled up, blowing up the short skirts of the female students along the way, they were screaming continuously, while the old man in the wheelchair even took the time to whistle at the girls, which attracted angry scolding and coquettishness.

Looking at the old man's elegant back as he drifted away, Xue Jing fell into deep thought.

If sitting in a wheelchair is considered a skill, this old man must be at level 10.

I did encounter an interesting thing.

Shaking his head, the green light came on, and Xue Jing crossed the road and walked into the supermarket.

He bought some beef, pork, vegetables, eggs, ham, vegetarian noodles, onions, ginger, garlic, spices, and some other seasonings that were used up or were about to be used up at home, as well as some snacks and fruits. After paying at the checkout counter, he walked out of the supermarket carrying a large bag.

Xue Jing returned the same way but stopped when passing a dark alley.

"Huh?"

A small black cat with four white gloves jumped down from somewhere and stood in front of him.

The cat did not have a collar, but there was a platinum metal ring on the top of its tail. It was not known whether it was a domestic cat decorated by its owner, or a stray cat forcibly dressed up by passers-by as a prank.

Its body was dirty and some places were hairless, which seemed to be caused by the fights with its own kind. There were also spots of dried blood on its fur, and it was obvious that it had suffered a lot.

After the cat jumped down, it staggered in front of Xue Jing, glanced at him with its emerald-like vertical pupils, and then fell to the ground sideways.

"Are you trying to scam me?"

Xue Jing laughed.

But the cat looked quite pitiful, so I guess it was fate. He squatted down and prepared to take out some sausages to feed it.

At this moment, the fallen cat opened its mouth and spoke in human language in a daze, muttering "I didn't expect... the world of stray cats... is so cruel, gah."

After that, it closed its eyes and fainted.

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