MTL - Final Priesthood

Chapter 24 Desire

 The next morning.

 In my own shop.

Lu Yuan sat in front of the TV, staring at the TV screen, eating the steaming buns in his hands one bite at a time.

 The morning news is playing on the TV in front of me.

“Yesterday, our city’s police cracked a kidnapping case and successfully arrested eight gangsters. The victims were successfully rescued just two hours after the case was initiated.”

“Isn’t a kidnapping case a missing persons case?”

Lu Yuanyuan took a sip of pure milk from the small table beside him, swallowed the meat bun in his mouth, and frowned in thought.

 He specially turned on the morning news in Jiaoyan City today, wanting to pay attention to the development of yesterday's incident.

As a result, the news he got from the news was different from what he expected.

 It was just an ordinary kidnapping case, not the missing persons case that had caused quite a stir during this period.

 The group of people who got off the van were the so-called gangster cultists.

 Hangster, cult?

 Lu Yuan doesn’t know how these two words are related.

“One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight. Exactly eight, no more and no less.”

Lu Yuan recalled the number of people he killed last night. It was consistent with the number of suspects reported on the news, and he felt a little more at ease.

 At this time, images of the kidnapping victims were shown on TV.

Although it was specially blurred, Lu Yuan could still recognize the girl in school uniform who was rescued by him last night.

 “It seems like she didn’t tell me out”

Until now, I haven’t received a call from the police station at home, which proves that the police haven’t traced Lu Yuan’s identity yet.

“In this world, those who are convicted of kidnapping are sentenced to at least ten years in prison. Even if they have accomplices, they may not be able to find me.”

 It rained too much yesterday, and the alley where the two sides met was dark.

Lu Yuan suspected that many people in the gang could not even see his face clearly.

“Keep a low profile during this period and don’t go out as much. Once the limelight passes, you should be fine.”

Lu Yuan thought about it a lot because he was really afraid.

 Afraid of disaster for oneself, and even more afraid of being implicated and retaliated against.

“I’m still not strong enough. If I’m strong enough, I won’t be afraid of them coming to trouble me!”

Lu Yuan picked up a meat bun and took a bite, thinking: "And you have to be rich.

 If you have money, you can hire bodyguards and let them help take care of your family 24 hours a day.”

Lu Yuan felt that he had never been as eager to have power and money as he is now in his entire life.

“It’s almost seven o’clock and your dad hasn’t come back from the hospital yet. The delivery guy will be here soon. How can I move alone?”

Mom Zheng Qiuling walked in from outside the store muttering.

When Lu Yuan heard this, he immediately said, "Mom, I'll help you later."

 “Don’t you have a martial arts class today?”

 “It’s okay to go later!”

Zheng Qiuling nodded, walked up and looked at Lu Yuan's cheek, and suddenly asked with some distress: "Is it because of the injury that your body hurts and you didn't sleep well last night?"

Lu Yuan was startled for a moment, then nodded sheepishly.

 “I’ll tell you whether you dare to fight with someone next time.”

Zheng Qiuling felt angry when she thought about it and couldn't help but talk about him.

Even though the road is far away, I can only listen obediently.

 In fact, his injuries have gotten much better. Over the course of one night, the bruises on his face and body have faded a lot, and the scratches have scabbed.

 The only two most serious areas left are a dull pain in the back and ribs.

The reason why Lu Yuan didn’t sleep well last night

 Mainly because of [imaginary enemy]!

“Who knew [Imagine Enemy] was so energy-consuming? We only played three games, and it felt like I had stayed up all night in an Internet cafe for several days.

　　I’m still a little sluggish after sleeping all night.”

 Lu Yuan originally thought that after majoring in [Fighter], there would be no need to increase the intelligence attribute.

 Unexpectedly, this piece still cannot be lost.

“No matter how many attribute points you have, it feels like it’s not enough.”

Lu Yuan thought secretly in his heart.

 He only has a few skill points left in his hand, and he plans to save them until necessary.

 “Would you like to go to the hospital to check? I don’t know where the bones are broken?”

Mom Zheng Qiuling was still worried. As she talked, she couldn't help but sigh: "It would be great if your sister was at home. With her watching over you, I would be able to worry less."

“Mom, didn’t you always say in the past that she was the one who made you worry the least?” “She is better than you, now she has learned to fight with others!”

Zheng Qiuling glared at him angrily, and Lu Yuan immediately stopped talking.

 At 7:23, the small goods delivered to Lu Yuan's home arrived.

In order to prove that his injuries were not serious, Lu Yuan worked extra hard.

 After reaching 11 points of strength, his strength is much stronger.

 The rice weighing dozens of kilograms can be easily carried with one hand.

 It only took less than ten minutes to unload a small truckload of goods.

While washing his hands, Lu Yuan heard the delivery driver urging his mother to settle the payment, just like the previous few times.

My mother, Zheng Qiuling, stuffed two packs of cigarettes into her, said kind words, and pulled him for a long time before reluctantly coaxing him away.

Lu Yuan watched this scene in silence.

 “You must pass the examination as a formal disciple of the martial arts school today!”

“Lu Yuan, what’s wrong with your face?”

 At 8:05 in the morning, Lu Yuan arrived at the Yuanwu Hall.

Meet Cheng Peng in the dressing room, and immediately screamed in surprise when he saw him.

“It rained too much last night and I fell while running.”

“Did he really fall? It doesn’t look like it.”

 Cheng Peng looked at Lu Yuan up and down with a suspicious look on his face. Lu Yuan didn't bother to say anything more to him. He hurriedly changed into his martial arts uniform and left the locker room.

 Because he was helping his mother unload the goods, he arrived ten minutes later than usual. Now he is considered late.

However, it’s okay to be late.

When Lu Yuan walked to the training room, he found that he had arrived early.

 “There are fewer and fewer people”

 Looking at the people in the training room, it is estimated that only two-thirds of the people there were when the class first started.

During the past month, many people were practicing and suddenly absent. At first, they said they were asking for leave, but after that, it was difficult to see anyone.

 For example, the group of girls with round hair who were quite noisy at the beginning of the class almost disappeared in the third week.

There was one left from the last class, and even the last single seedling was nowhere to be seen in this class.

The temperaments of these people reminded Lu Yuan of himself in his previous life.

 Learning anything happens in bursts. When the excitement is over, you drop it and never pick it up again.

“Without the career panel and the blessing of [Absolute Focus], would I still be like them in this life?”

Lu Yuan asked himself silently in his heart.

 Perhaps so.

 But at least it’s different now.

 “It’s a long way, you’re here!”

Lu Yuan was the only round-faced girl who could be regarded as a friend in this martial arts class, Liu Yue, who was always present in every class.

 As soon as he saw that the road was far away, he immediately greeted him happily.

"morning!"

Lu Yuan nodded to her, and the latter quickly stared at Lu Yuan's face and let out a soft "yeah" and asked the same question as Cheng Peng.

“Lu Yuan, why is your face hurt?”

“It rained heavily last night and I fell while running home.”

Lu Yuanyuan didn’t know how many times he had come up with this reason.

 Fortunately, Liu Yue didn't ask much, but kindly asked if she wanted to get medicine for Lu Yuan. She brought ointments, bandages, and band-aids for bruises and bruises in every class.

 Declined Liu Yue's kindness, Lu Yuan started to warm up.

After the students’ enthusiasm waned, coach Lin Zhiqin seemed to have become “lazy”.

 From the first few classes, the students would not arrive until after 8:30. In the first half hour, students were allowed to do warm-up training on their own.

Lu Yuan mainly practices basic kicking skills.

Yesterday, I spent a whole night playing in the consciousness space with a middle-aged man, and it was more or less rewarding.

 Just take this opportunity to digest it.

 After entering the state of [absolute concentration], Lu Yuan unknowingly began to imitate the way and movements of the middle-aged man's legs in his memory.

 (End of this chapter)