Mary Taylor
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The Methods of Honing was both difficult to understand and quite straightforward at the same time. Literacy was not the sole factor that contributed to an understanding of the manual. The content of the general studies exam actually functioned as a base for cultivation. In order to study The Methods of Honing, strong knowledge of the path of blood circulation and the mapping of meridians and bones in the human body was required. If one had gotten his hands on the manual yet had no idea how…
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Fang Ping shut the door to his room tight after he returned home. The study table was laden with several books: Basic Cultivation Methods (Mandatory), The Sixteen Styles of Pole-standing (Mandatory), Basic Boxing (Mandatory), Basic Leg Maneuvers (Mandatory), A Summary of Cold Weapons (Mandatory)... ... Fang Ping did not hasten to dive into the rest. He picked up Basic Cultivation Methods first. It was approximately the size of a normal textbook, and almost as thick too, completely different…
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Department of Property Sales. The director present personally welcomed him after he confirmed his intention to purchase. It had been two years since Scenic Lake Gardens had opened for sale. There were few units left, and the developers did not want to spend too much effort on selling them. That was why a steep discount was offered at full payment. A 95% discount. A waiver of deed tax and maintenance fund. After meticulous calculation, the director made a painful decision. He said with…
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The next day. Sunday. Fang Ping woke up early. He did not reenact his routine of deliberately waking up of his sister via knocking on her door. He washed up, changed into clothes that made him look slightly more mature and stuffed the cash he hid in his room into his backpack. Today, he intended to look for an apartment, preferably one that came with a gym. He would purchase one if it was cheap, rent it if otherwise. The space in his house was just too small, and he did not have the…
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After Wang Jinyang transferred his one million yuan to him, Fang Ping’s Wealth reached 3.37 million. Increasing both his Mentality and Vitality to 200 would only deduct a hundred thousand and some from his Wealth. He was extremely elated at that. Of course, that feeling of elation did not persist for long before an invisible wave of uneasiness washed over him. “Will that snob let me off so easily?” Fang Ping muttered to himself. This wave of uneasiness must have stemmed from that…
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At night. Not long after Wang Jinyang left, Fang Ping began to power himself up. Soon enough, the statistics before his eyes began to change. Wealth: 2370800 Vitality: 124cal Mentality: 140Hz ... After spending more than thirty thousand of his Wealth, Fang Ping increases his Vitality and Mentality to their highest capacity. With a Vitality of 124cal, he could already feel his blood vessels being pushed to their limits. With a Mentality of 140Hz, the initial sensation of light…
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Fang Ping was still excited over his earnings. Immediately after that, though, his expression changed abruptly and he headed home in a hurry, his bag in hand. ... Room 101. Inside the small room. Fang Ping’s expression was a little bitter as he swore inwardly, ‘I knew you were unreliable! I was right! ‘You didn’t get jealous and steal my Wealth, did you?’ Just then, while he was still riding high, the three lines of statistics disappeared from his line of vision! It was…
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A few minutes later. Huang Bin was no longer bound up, but he still lay motionless on the ground, with only his chest rising and falling slightly. On the other hand, Wang Jinyang had searched him and found something that looked like jade. He stuffed it right into his pocket. Getting up, Wang Jinyang walked to Fang Ping and thought it over for a moment before he said, “You can’t use the Rank-2 Bone-honing Pill and Viscera-shielding Pill, so I’ll give you a Rank-1 Bone-honing Pill and…
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1.20pm. At a milk tea shop near No. 1 High School. Fang Ping actually wanted to go to a cafe, but Sun City as it was right now was not economically strong enough. He searched around No. 1 High School but could not find a cafe anywhere. Keeping in mind that he was still a student, Fang Ping eventually settled on the milk tea shop. Fang Ping had been waiting here for almost half an hour by now. Finishing yet another cup of orange juice, Fang Ping raised his head to look outside the door.…
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A few minutes later, Fang Ping walked out of 201. He closed the door behind him, the black plastic bag still hanging from his hand. He had not taken the cash or the bayonet. All he had with him were six bottles of pills. These pills sold for exorbitant prices, so Fang Ping could not rest easy if he just left them here. There would be no use crying over spilled milk if a thief swiped them. Huang Bin, on the other hand, had been gagged and stuffed under the bed again. ... When he walked out…
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