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MTL - You Call This the Black Man Behind the Scenes?-Chapter 8 Add points to master
Got 12 hits at the hospital gate last time, and now has two left.
Merron, who was sitting in the private carriage, thought about it, and a new prompt emerged from the pages of the book—
[You have acquired the skill - Sun Knight Breathing Method (Introduction)]
An extremely sour feeling was born from the spine, and quickly spread to the limbs, and the muscles of Melen's whole body were instantly tense.
The heart in his chest began to beat violently, and paragraphs of memories quickly emerged in his mind.
Breathing rhythm, rhythm, body posture, mental visualization... That is the relevant knowledge recorded in the parchment book in his hand, which has been converted from unfamiliar words to a language that Melon can understand.
In just a few seconds, it was all instilled in Mellen's mind.
Merron's mind was blank for a while.
When he came back to his senses, he found that he was full of energy at the moment, and the exhaustion that should have grown from tossing for a whole day was completely dissipated.
There is even a feeling of excess energy and nowhere to vent!
This is it?
Surprised by this, Meren looked down at the book in his hand.
The little fate left made him ponder.
"If it can be used as a skill point..."
As soon as his mind moved, his fate was instantly emptied, and a new line of reminders reappeared—
[Your Sun Knight's breathing method level has been improved, the current level is - skilled]
A new round of changes has begun.
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Under the dark night, the carriage swayed through the city, and the wheels of the carriage rolled on the hard paved streets, making bursts of rolling sounds.
There were kerosene street lamps on both sides of the street, and several drunken alcoholics lay beside the street lamps and vomited.
One of them, who was slightly sober, couldn't help but flash a trace of greed in his eyes after seeing this finely crafted carved carriage.
However, when the middle-aged coachman who was driving the carriage in front of the carriage lifted the corner of his shirt to reveal the revolver handle pinned to his waist, this greed quickly turned into timidity.
"Master Mellon, you're home."
When the carriage arrived in front of the gate of a classical villa, the coachman knocked on the rear glass window sideways.
There was a response from the inside, and then a boy in a black formal suit and a top hat jumped out of the carriage.
"Tomorrow, I plan to visit all the hospitals in the city!"
The boy's voice was clear and sweet, and it seemed to be filled with a kind of complacent excitement.
The coachman glanced at him in confusion after hearing this, but was surprised to find that the young master in front of him became a little different after he hadn't seen anyone for a while!
The figure is more slender, the temperament is more sunny, and the cheerful smile makes people feel happy when they see it.
His eyes were bright, full of energy, and his whole body was full of vitality.
Just looking at it, it seems to be able to follow a few years younger!
"Very happy to serve you!"
The middle-aged coachman responded loudly, and the excitement like a soldier was entrusted with an important task by the emperor rose from the bottom of his heart, making him full of energy when he took care of the horses!
The next day, he got up early and started to prepare for today's trip around the city hospital.
Mellon also began to withdraw all the money he had accumulated over the years from the bank, and then threw money all over the place.
This time, he did not choose a hospital alone, but visited all the places where poor people lived, such as hospitals, factories, dock slums, etc.
The reason for this is to spread the risk. After all, no matter what, this kind of behavior is actually very strange, and it is easy to attract the attention of others.
However, although the scope has been expanded, the harvest has not increased much compared to the last time.
When he returned home that night, the number on the panel was only 21.
The reason is very simple, Meren has no money, and his family has been basically destroyed.
"But that should push breathing to the limit."
Merron, who was sitting in the study, took a deep breath and chose to add points.
To master, to succeed, to master, to complete...
When there were 16 points left in his life, Meren's Sun Knight breathing technique had reached the master level!
As a result, his body began to undergo drastic changes, and waves of current-like stimulation continued to be born from the spine, and then rushed up and down his body like a wave.
The bones of the whole body crackled, the muscles grew and expanded, then contracted and tightened, back and forth, and even the fascia and skin underwent an earth-shaking qualitative change.
Gradually, a unique sense of qi seemed to be born in the waist and abdomen, and it grew rapidly, rushing straight into the brain along the spine, and inexplicably entangled with Melun's third hand...
The change lasted almost all night.
When Merron came back to his senses, the gleam of dawn had begun to emerge from the end of the night outside the window.
At this time, he didn't know why he became stinky, and his stomach was full of the feeling of being overwhelmed.
Before he could think about it, Mellen ran to the bathroom outside the door, and then the bathroom.
After some tossing, the sun was already hanging brightly on the eastern horizon, and the maids at home also started to get up and do their daily work.
"Severe changes in the body should consume a lot of energy."
Sitting neatly at the dining table and watching his breakfast, Meren was a little puzzled.
"Why don't I feel hungry?"
Feeling the body carefully, he vaguely felt as if something in the surrounding environment was constantly being sucked into his body.
But if you look around, you can't see any traces at all.
"What's the situation? There's no such thing in the memory related to the breathing method?"
"I won't become a legendary innate master, can I absorb the so-called power of heaven and earth for my own use?"
While thinking about it, a painful cry suddenly came from not far away. Merron looked sideways and found that it was the forehead of a little maid who accidentally hit the door frame of the restaurant.
"Be careful," Meren said with a serious face when he saw this: "If you crash your brain, you will not be able to work. I will reduce your salary by then."
He was just a joke. Who would have thought, when the other party heard the words, his face flushed instantly, he lowered his head and got up, shyly daring not to look at Melun, and hurried forward.
Then, with a bang, it hit the wall again.
Seeing this, Merron rolled his eyes, too lazy to pay attention to this confused guy, and turned his eyes to the glass window on the left side of the restaurant.
The grass outside the window is green, and at the end of the grass is a steel fence. The row of metal objects with high spikes is the first line of defense to intercept some unscrupulous elements.
However, when Meren aimed his gaze at two of the metal railings, a certain part of this hard line of defense was instantly torn and twisted and deformed!
It was as if an invisible giant was violently destroying the fence, revealing a huge oval gap the size of a seven-year-old child!
The distance was not close, but the crunch of the twisted steel was clearly audible. Before anyone else noticed what was going on there, Merron's eyes moved slightly, and the twisted metal fence was broken back to its previous appearance.
Just looking closely, you can find that the two hard iron railings that were originally painted are no longer straight, and some places even reveal the true colors of the metal.
Mellon is happy with that.
After the breathing technique was upgraded to the master level, he found that his third hand was "upgraded".
Before, although he could use it to manipulate objects from a distance, the range was only around his body, and he couldn't do it at a distance.
At the same time, in terms of "strength", it can only be used to carry some light items.
And now, as long as Merron's eyes can reach, the third hand can reach it!
At the same time, the strength of this air-grip is completely consistent with his physical strength!
This is very scary.
Because of Merron's current physical fitness, it is obviously inhuman.
In the past, he didn't say that his hands were powerless, but it was basically the same - although he clearly knew that the body was the capital of the revolution, but out of laziness, he always had no motivation to exercise.
But now, he can easily bend the steel fence, it feels effortless at all!
At the same time, it is not only the strength that changes, but also the reaction speed, skin toughness, mental acuity, body recovery speed and endurance, etc., which belong to the comprehensive improvement of various aspects.
The most obvious change is actually his current appearance. His facial features are more refined, his temperament is more dazzling, and his words, expressions and behaviors are very contagious.
But apart from these, Meren didn't find any other changes, and couldn't feel the so-called magic power or even magic at all.
"What did the first-generation wizard do to realize the spell after awakening his third hand?"
"I may need a master..."
He thought to himself, and unconsciously thought of Mrs. Chelsea.
But then Mellen rejected the idea.
People shouldn't hang themselves from a tree. The more you have contact with each other, the more doubts you will expose yourself.
Showing your own speciality may lead to some good things, but who can say for sure?
And I only got the breathing technique from the other party the day before yesterday, and this is only the third day, and I have already practiced at the master level...
This speed Melen feels exaggerated, and he can't think of any excuse to explain how this is done.
What's more, although his future death calamity has been resolved, what is the event that triggered the death calamity?
And why does it happen?
There must be many secrets about that Mrs Chelsea.
So Melun still decided to avoid her, UU reading www.uukanshu. com lest he be dragged into some kind of catastrophe he can't resist now.
But at the same time, Mellon has made up his mind to investigate whether there are other relatively safe channels to allow him to acquire some basic knowledge about wizards.
"But before that..."
Getting up and leaving the dining table, Mellon came to the cloakroom with some anticipation.
Then, through the mirror in the cloakroom, he checked his current attributes.
What he was expecting was whether there would be a reward after he broke his fate.
However, the situation that I saw made Mellen's good mood instantly vanished—
【Fate: 16】
[Person: 1]
[Skills learned: Sun Knight breathing method (master level), snake psychic interpretation method (master level), writing...]
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【At the end of this month, you will die】
"…"
"…"
"Fuck, what's going on?"
"I don't believe that I will suffer that kind of fate now!"
Melon couldn't help but scolded, then came to the study with a gloomy face, picked up the quill without hesitation and wrote a sentence under the panel—
"I'll know how to die right away!"
The number of lives was instantly reduced by ten points, and a vague sense of guidance emerged spontaneously.
After taking out a book from the bookcase following this feeling, Merron turned the book to a certain page.
[In general, if the human body does not receive water supplements, it will collapse due to lack of water after about 72 hours, and eventually die. 】
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[And if the environment is unique, or there is strenuous exercise during the period, a large amount of water in the body is converted into sweat and even discharged from other body fluids, then this time... ]