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Sorry for the delay in updates and thank you that the support is keep coming even without a continuous update. Maybe because I was not in a very healthy condition lately, writing three books at once got me overwhelmed by some pressure. Hopefully, the update will get back to normal soon enough. Please keep supporting me by then. Thank you.

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Thursday morning.

[There’s a mistake at 2nd movement, 11th movement, and 18th movement! User’s proficiency is at less than 6%]

Stein’s lecture came harshly at Zhang Qin Feng as he practiced a new routine alone early in the morning. He has been repeating this set of martial arts for an hour now, without any improvement at all.

**Huh – Huh**

The continuous practice exhausted him much more than a ten thousand steps jug every morning.

‘How come the martial art I practice here highly differs from the one I saw in the movie? Don’t tell me that’s because it was made purely from special effect?’ Zhang Qin Feng complained as he felt like collapsing onto the ground already.

[The reason behind all this exhaustion is highly due to the user’s misinterpretation about martial art and execution. Please understand that the current set of martial art downloaded into your mind are not for leisure or health purposes. The one provided by the system is a killing technique, which is highly suitable for the user to use to subdue the zombie in close combat]

‘Alright – Alright… I understand… Let’s continue a few more before we go back. I’ll have to get a nap for sure later.’ Zhang Qin Feng continued. There were 18 different moves in total. And so far, he barely masters any of them.

By the time he has finally done, it was already close to 6am. Exhausted to the point he could collapse on the bed as soon as he gets back, Zhang Qin Feng grabbed two cans of cold coffee with three cream rolls from the convenience store downstairs.

As usual, the lady owner greets him warmly.

After getting back to his room, he immediately went into a meditating posture and adjusting his breathing according to the breathing technique. This was the best method so far to regain some of the stamina before it was time for him to work.

‘Stein, please explain the function I’d unlocked last night before I fall asleep.’ Zhang Qin Feng commanded. As he was tipsy as well yesterday after coming home, Zhang Qin Feng randomly selected one of the functions before going to sleep.

[Toot!]

[The user has unlocked the option of Craft-Shop Function. The Products within the craft shop are refreshed once per day. The user may choose to increase the level of CS-F for more varieties and better products]

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[Current Function level: 1 / 4 products]

=>Salvaging Mode is on. The user is advised to pay attention to the surrounding during the salvaging process.

[Product available for purchase:]

=> Emergency Ration x 5 (1 Duranium Shard)

=> 9mm Ammunition rounds x 10 (1 Duranium Shard)

=> Instant Recovery Spray x 2 (1 Duranium Shard)

=> Phalanx Burst Extension (10 Duranium Shards)

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‘How long have I fallen asleep for?’ the next moment when he opened his eyes, it was already 7:45am.

Hastily changing into a fresh set of clothing, Zhang Qin Feng rushes out from his room with the last cream roll and coffee in hand.

“Good morning, uncle!” he greets his uncle after arriving at the shop on time.

Once again, it was a busy day for him. From delivery to rearranging the product up into the shelf, there’s not a moment he could sit down to take a rest.

This made Zhang Qin Feng felt the toughness behind his uncle’s business. Although it looked like a simple but lucrative business from the outside, only those involved knew how difficult it is to keep the business running.

“Xiao Feng, we’re done for today.” his uncle said when he came back from his final delivery. The hundred dollar banknote is already prepared on the table, waiting for him.

“Thank you, uncle.” Zhang Qin Feng accepted his pay with a smile. As he was somewhat late for today, he had to make a run the moment he pulled the shutter down.

Rushing from one place to another, he finally ended his profit today at making close to three hundred dollars.

Such a life continued until it was Sunday once more. And right now, there were close to 4,000 dollars in his pocket, which is a considerable amount compared to when it was two weeks ago.

[There’s an acquaintance of the user right in front of us]

Stein’s warning caught Zhang Qin Feng by surprise as he noticed that a group of people is surrounding sister Wang. There was a palm mark on her face, with a slightly smudged lipstick stain on her lips.

‘Is that sister Wang? What are these people trying to do in broad daylight?’ Zhang Qin Feng charged at them and appeared beside her in a flash.

“Hey, boy! What are you trying to do here? Stop dreaming about becoming a hero and get back to some random arcade or internet cafe.” one of the gang members warned him.

“Sister Wang, what happens? Do you need me to bring you away from these thugs?” Zhang Qin Feng asked. His word made sister Wang grabbed one of his arms and trembled on the spot. It is easy to guess why.

“Trouble again… Boys, teach him a lesson, would ya?” the leader of these thugs said. Moving over to a pipe nearby and took a seat, he lit a cigarette and treated this like watching a show.

“You punk! Let this brother teach you to not meddle in other people’s affairs!” one of the thugs swung his baseball bat at Zhang Qin Feng, but it was caught by him in a flash.

“W – What?” the thug was surprised by Zhang Qin Feng’s action.

“Let go your damn…” he screamed. But before he managed to finish what he’s trying to say, a swift and ruthless kick came from Zhang Qin Feng. The thug was rolling on the ground until he knocked a bin parked not far from the fight.

“This guy! Teach him a lesson! Everyone! Go and teach him a lesson for being a busybody with someone else’s matter!” the leader of these fourteen to fifteen thugs yelled. The others immediately grabbed a weapon nearby as they prepare to fight.