Cosmic-Level Demon God-Chapter 88 - 78: Set Meal, Spy (First Update)

"Hey, you little punk! Never seen a beauty before?"

Chen Yun, who severely suffered from insomnia, was like an irritable female on her period, full of aggression.

As is well known, the mood curve of females is often dominated by hormones.

In summary, one week of happiness, one week of lust, one week of anger, and one week of pain.

During the follicular phase, everyone looks pleasing, during ovulation, there’s a constant thrill, during the luteal phase, even someone’s breathing is annoying, and during menstruation, she’s as mad as a rabid dog.

Facing the growling Chen Yun, Qin Shi remained calm, feeling a sense of sympathy for her due to the brutally overworked body with a failure rate close to sixty percent.

She was basically like an extreme corporate slave working non-stop twenty hours a day.

If it weren’t for her high Life Force, he felt Chen Yun would probably drop dead the moment she closed her eyes.

Just how much did this woman have to push herself every day to get her body into such a state, as if she were under countless debuffs?

"Sister Yun, you’ve had insomnia for so long, and even the Meditation Master couldn’t cure it with hypnosis. Have you considered that the problem might lie with your ’body’ rather than your ’mind’?"

Qin Shi’s tone was calm, like a young expert in a medical consultation.

"What do you know... Hey, wait, I heard the Old Martial Sect is good at nourishing the body. Little Qin, did you see something?"

Chen Yun raised her thin eyebrows. Initially, she was about to spit some harsh words, but then thought better of it. Qin Shi, this Old Martial genius, might indeed have a way to solve the problem.

Just like the New Martial Sect is inseparable from biotechnology and modern medicine, the Old Martial Sect is intertwined with ancient medicine and Qi Cultivation dietary supplements.

The latter always had various strange "folk remedies" and "unorthodox methods."

"I think, Sister Yun, your muscular tissue is heavily damaged. Sitting and walking every day must be very tiring, right? Tossing and turning before sleep, never finding a comfortable position?"

Qin Shi sat on the sofa, his voice steady, extending his finger pointedly towards Chen Yun’s back:

"For example, Sister Yun, your latissimus dorsi is used very intensively and hasn’t recovered well, accumulating hidden injuries in your body over time.

This kind of injury doesn’t show on the surface, and even with medical instruments, it’s hard to pinpoint accurately.

Because it lurks between your skin, muscles, and fascia, close to what ancient martial artists called a ’root of illness,’ an ’evil energy’ that couldn’t be expelled externally."

Hearing Qin Shi’s detailed explanation, Chen Yun believed it somewhat in her heart, but still said:

"I usually get massages..."

Qin Shi shook his head:

"The technique isn’t good enough, only treating the symptoms rather than the root cause. In Old Martial terms, the evil energy can only be dispersed through self-regulation."

Chen Yun blinked:

"Little Qin, how about helping me out? If you treat me, I’ll support you and Yunqing in anything you need."

Qin Shi contorted his mouth slightly but didn’t reply, telling Chen Yun to lie down properly. His palm, like a fascia blade, swept through each muscle strand on her back.

Given that his [Muscle Memory] had just leveled up to Advanced achievement, he could now recognize the different sounds and needs of each muscle group he touched.

"Lightly here... Harder there... Rub it more firmly... Two circles clockwise..."

The muscles, like living creatures, expressed their varied needs.

"The latissimus dorsi needs a deep relaxation, the external oblique a light massage, and the sternocleidomastoid needs gentle kneading. But the adductor and pectoralis major... forget it."

Qin Shi, quite professional, catered to every request, applying the right intensity where needed.

In just a few minutes, he completely conquered Chen Yun, and she fell into a deep sleep of an undisturbed dreamland, with a relaxed body that felt as if a thousand-pound burden had been lifted off her shoulders.

Right before falling asleep, Chen Yun murmured, grabbing Qin Shi:

"Remember to extend the session! Full package..."

Heh, women.

They do fall head over heels for my techniques.

After about thirty minutes of massage, Qin Shi’s [Working Warrior] achievement finally lit up.

[Technician Profession]

[Activated]

[Obtained ’Massage Technique’]

"Passing a professional certification is no easy feat. I’m drenched in sweat."

Looking at the soundly sleeping Chen Yun, Qin Shi stopped what he was doing and focused on the newly unlocked Professional Skills.

[Massage Technique: The effect of your technique depends on the package price chosen by the customer, 198 Basic Package for relaxation, 369 Upgrade Package for mental joy, 698 Deluxe Package for releasing inhibitions, and the 1998 Emperor Package... still undeveloped.]

"This skill doesn’t seem very proper."

Qin Shi pondered, if the 198 package made Chen Yun feel this good, wouldn’t the 698 package make her fly?

He doubted this Team Leader Chen could handle it.

Someday he could try it out on Teacher Lin.

"Huh, when did Yun fall asleep?"

Lin Yunqing, returning with the medication, was surprised to see Chen Yun curled up on the sofa like a kitten.

Silent in the living room, Qin Shi, munching on a can of High-Energy Food, embodied the air of a warrior who did good and then retreated quietly.

Once his stomach was full, he headed to the basement to activate the Virtual Combat Room again.

This time, Qin Shi accepted a friend request from a user named [Wu Tao Thick Milk Tea].

The friend was a Martial Arts student specializing in Tiger Fist from the Military Martial Arts Stream.

"Tiger Tank, strong offense and defense! Perfect for practice, to test the strength of True Essence Qi!" fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

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Beep beep beep!

Like a lurking maggot, Luo Wenbin once again received a log-in alert from [Nine Heavens Thunderbolt Foot Stance], and he immediately perked up to check the status.

"Hasn’t started a match yet, good!"

As the first student of Qiguang Heng University’s Martial Arts System who suffered ultimate humiliation, Luo Wenbin had been troubled and restless all this time.

Every time he saw a discussion thread about him on the campus forum, he felt uneasy, as if sitting on pins and needles.

He couldn’t help but imagine the various mocks and ridicule he might face after school resumed.

"I must save myself!"

So, Luo Wenbin began to think about ways to escape being the laughingstock of the Martial Arts System.

Firstly, it was impossible to regain face by defeating that Spiritual Ability System Old Martial Sect student.

Doing so would be like a senior hitting a junior; winning was expected, but losing would be a disgrace.

Even if he later won a hundred times, it would be meaningless.

"I can only become a water ghost! Drag all the low-ranked Martial Arts System students down!"

Luo Wenbin’s eyes were resolute, seemingly coming to a big decision. He opened a private chat window and sent a flurry of messages.

[Cat Head Killer: Sir, I suggest you choose opponents from the Biomimicry Stream of the Martial Arts System as they are weaker in the early stages and have a more limited range of attacks. Their classic techniques are ’Lightning Fist’ and ’Machine Gun Charge,’ which are easy to counter.]

[Cat Head Killer: Just looked at your battle record, and the Military Martial Arts Stream big muscles are tough to chew on; they’re all hard bones. Especially that Tiger Fist guy, Xu Dong, he’s very strong, almost like a gatekeeper in the low ranks.]

[Cat Head Killer: Sir, I made a list of people who are about the same level as me, some even a bit weaker, easier to win against...]

"There’s a mole in Qiguang Heng University’s Martial Arts System..."

Qin Shi briefly browsed through the messages, his expression strange.