Chapter 118: On the Way

Although they were staying in the same hotel, frankly speaking, there was not much interaction between the two.

There were 4 guest rooms, one master bedroom, and 4 independent bathrooms, which isolated the possibility of even a sliver of “coincidence” like in cartoons between the two. Moreover, at noon, the two had fought fiercely for a while. Although Du Juan held back a little at the time, it had to be said that both of them had fought with anger.

By the end, it could not be denied that whether it was Xiao Fen or Du Juan, both wanted to kill the opponent on the spot, regardless of the consequences.

With this faint barrier existing, although Du Juan displayed Oscar-level acting skills at Xiao Fen’s home in the afternoon, as soon as the two entered the hotel together, they immediately separated. Du Juan went to the presidential suite on the top floor, claiming she needed enough rest, while Xiao Fen went directly down to the underground library to access the World Tree.

Using Qigong twice made Xiao Fen full of curiosity about this skill that released quickly and had very powerful explosive ability. What interested him even more was that using Qigong seemed to have a certain coordinating effect on his body.

The fight at noon had not given him time to carefully observe the changes in his body. It was not until he accessed his room at night that Xiao Fen finally had time to call out the Light Screen of the World Tree and carefully observe his Attribute without being disturbed.

To his surprise, he could not see from those simple data where his strength had actually changed. However, when it came to sensing changes, he trusted his own feelings more.

There was no change in the basic Attribute. Recent exercise had increased his Constitution and Strength by 1 point each, but it did not cause other effects.

“Strength: 16”

“Agility: 25”

“Spirit: 28”

“Constitution: 21”

Xiao Fen looked at them many times but could not find the reason for that strange feeling from these Attribute, the reason why he seemed to be able to jump higher and stay in the air longer.

In fact, this so-called higher and longer was very subtle, so subtle that it could not be measured. Only someone like Xiao Fen, who had fought for his life many times, could have a certain feeling. However, this feeling was not precise and could even be understood as the result brought by that 1 point of Strength increase.

But Xiao Fen did not think so. His feeling told him that there was another reason for this progress.

His level was still Level 2. Currently, he only had one ability, Gene Control Ability. He could manufacture basic Constitution Potion and basic Strength Potion. His Weapon Crafting ability reached the intermediate level. Others, such as Sharp Vision, Shooting Talent, Melee Mastery, Melee Weapon Mastery, and Firearms Mastery were all at the primary level. There was also an incomplete Qigong skill, which was also at the primary level.

In addition, he could manufacture Gemini Daggers and Acid Poison Bullets in the Trial World, and also create a Level 0 Filth Life.

All of these would not necessarily add bonuses to his physical movements.

Xiao Fen thought for a while and clicked on various skills to observe casually. Finally, he stopped at the Qigong skill.

“Qigong”

“Base: Proficiency 2/50”

“Passive Effect: Using your Qigong skill more can improve your proficiency. The Qi in your body can improve your body movement.”

“Current Improvement Degree: 1%”

“Note: Your skill is incomplete”

“Note: Your body movement effect increases up to 10% until you make the skill complete”

Xiao Fen frowned slightly. Although he was not clear what body movement was, looking at the 1% behind, he could imagine that using Qigong was the fundamental reason for secretly increasing his jump height and air time.

With his current Attribute, his jump height was basically equal to those slam dunk masters in the NBA. His running vertical jump was about 4 meters, and he could touch the upper edge of the backboard.

If he added the 10% effect of this Qigong skill on improving body movement, he could touch up to 4.4 meters. This was already a very terrifying figure.

More critically, he could stay in the air for close to 3 seconds. Such a long time was enough for him to make more reactions in the air and perform more complex actions.

Calculating up to here, Xiao Fen did not need to calculate further. This active attack skill might not improve attack power, but just improving body movement made it worth the 10,000 Gene Points. As for whether he must find the other half of the skill, Xiao Fen also began to have some interest.

Originally, he thought wasting one Skill Point was nothing, but now it seemed that this Skill Point was not wasted.

After checking his Attribute again, Xiao Fen exited his room and started reading quietly in the basement. For the current him, sleeping one more night or one less night meant little, but facing the dangers that might appear soon, mastering more knowledge was more useful.

At the same time, Du Juan stood by the floating window of the presidential suite, calmly looking at the city below her feet while glancing at the computer on the coffee table from time to time. In the computer, Xiao Fen had just opened a book, and obviously had no intention of coming up.

Seeing this, Du Juan frowned slightly, walked to the makeup mirror in the master bedroom’s bathroom to take a look at herself, shrugged slightly, and curled her lips into a smile at her own little gaffe just now. Then she tapped the marble counter of the bathroom, looked at herself in the mirror, and said with a half-smile, “Xiao Fen, don’t think I only have one way to deal with you.”

She looked at herself in the mirror again, and with some disgust, let her front hair hang down a little.

In the battle at noon, the shockwave generated by Xiao Fen’s second use of Qigong not only caused some damage to Du Juan’s arm but also shattered a small patch of hair on her forehead. Although she tried to cover it up, the real trace could not be concealed at all.

Before new hair grew out, this missing area could not be made up for, becoming a great shame for Du Juan.

But as she looked, Du Juan subconsciously reached out to touch the scar on her forehead in the mirror. The cold touch made her spirit a little dazed for a moment.

How long had it been? How long had it been since someone got furious in front of her for the sake of their family, even willing to risk their life?

If she had had such courage and determination back then, would her mother still have died?

Just then, the phone on the table suddenly buzzed. This sound interrupted Du Juan’s thoughts. She smiled self-deprecatingly at her renewed emotional fluctuation, walked to the table, and picked up the phone.

“It’s me. Is it confirmed?”

“Alright, bring it over. Let’s go together tomorrow morning.”

After saying a few faint words, Du Juan hung up the phone. The entire master bedroom was dark. Except for the starlight outside and the low sound of the central air conditioner in the room, even the light in the bathroom disappeared. Du Juan stood quietly in the center of the room, calmly looking at the window in the distance.