Wu Dao woke up suddenly.

　　The cold wind made Wu Dao's skin chilly, and at this moment, Wu Dao looked dazed.

　　who I am? where am I? am I still a man?

　　Wu Dao felt that he should be dreaming because if he didn't feel wrong, at this moment, he was lying naked on the roof of the building, and his whole body was sore...

　　But the unusually real raw and cold touch of the ground, as well as some sticky things in his hands reminded him that this was not a dream.

　　Wu Dao sat up suddenly, but the excessive body movements almost made him fall forward.

　　This is clearly a symptom of discomfort caused by the sudden increase in physical strength.

　　Wu Dao had this kind of experience once before, so he still had some impressions, but the feeling that time was far less intense than this time.

　　But... how come?

　　He looked around, his clothes were taken off and neatly folded aside, there was a lot of dirt on the ground of the roof, it seemed that it was all excreted from his body.

　　And a few meters away, an iron pot was set up. The pot was clean, but there was a rather pungent smell of medicine.

　　Not only did Wu Dao's body hurt, but there was still some tingling pain in his mind. It was already daylight, and Wu Dao's last memory was falling asleep at home, so...

　　What the hell happened last night?

　　Some vague memories emerged, Wu Dao vaguely remembered that he heard a bunch of strange voices in his mind, and system and hang up.

　　When Wu Dao thought of the "system", he was caught off guard, and a panel composed of light, and shadow appeared in his consciousness.

　　This panel is divided into different areas, and the most conspicuous one is the "On Hook Record" in the middle, which is still flickering at the moment.

　　After Wu Dao's consciousness was concentrated, the "hang-up record" was enlarged, and the next moment, a row of bookshelves appeared in Wu Dao's mind.

　　The entire bookshelf is empty, except for a folder on the far left of the top row.

　　A string of numbers "41920409" was marked on the surface of the folder, which was the date of last night.

　　When Wu Dao concentrated his thoughts again, the folder was opened, and a line of text emerged.

　　"Remarks: This hang-up has no combat experience and no training memory. In order to save energy, only text records are left for the host to browse except for the 'pharmaceutical' part."

　　Wu Dao was a little dazed, but intuitively knew that most of the reasons for his changes came from the "hang-up record" in front of him, so he continued to read.

　　"You wake up from your bed (20:12)

　　You're out the door (20:13)

　　You took a taxi and arrived at Broken Stone River (20:27)

　　You are unable to pay your fare and are punched and kicked by the driver, sustaining minor injuries (20:32)

　　“...”

　　Wu Dao: "?"

　　Wait, what the hell?

　　Why was I beaten?

　　“...”

　　You jumped into Broken Stone River 60 meters south of Rosemary Bridge (20:33)

　　You collected a plant of Drellesara from the depths of the river bottom (Note 1) (20:37)

　　You came to Wangbo Pharmacy on Naka Road (20:49)

　　You bought spot green root, little emperor grass, angel shrub, blichen, black duckskin and other supplementary medicinal materials (20:53)

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　　You put down your medicines and leave the pharmacy after failing to pay for your medicines and failing to receive credit (20:59)

　　“…”

　　The corner of Wu Dao's mouth twitched; do you need to keep reminding me that I am poor?

　　But Wu Dao was also a little curious.

　　No matter what kind of medicine this system wants to prepare, judging from the changes in his body, it should be a success, so where did the money for the medicine come from?

　　So, Wu Dao continued to read.

　　“...”

　　You ran to No. 03 Hillworth Road in the north of the city (21:48)

　　You ring the bell and explain to the maid of the villa (21:50)

　　You met Bing Yi and borrowed 2975.3 federal currencies from her (21:56)

　　You smile evilly and turn away (21:58)

　　“...”

　　Wu Dao: "..."

　　What wicked smile!

　　If the system didn't lie to him,

Then Wu Dao felt that he should move cities or planets.

　　He admits that sometimes he is a bit shameless, but he is not shameless or thick-skinned enough to "smile evilly"!

　　After settling his mind, Wu Dao decided to read the hang-up record first, so as to avoid any surprises.

　　“...”

　　You took a taxi back to Wangbo Pharmacy on Naka Road and paid 58.7 federal coins (22:10)

　　You came to Wangbo Pharmacy and paid 2752 federal coins to take away the medicinal materials (22:15)

　　You took a taxi back to Starlight District and paid 23 federal coins for the fare (22:21)

　　You spent 100 federal coins at the convenience store outside the door to buy water, lighters, electronic scales, iron pots and asked the boss for some charcoal (22:26)

　　You came to the 2nd building rooftop and started making potions (22:33) (click to get the 'Pharmaceutical' memory fragment)

　　The improved version of 'Physical Potion' is completed (23:56)

　　You undress and take the 'Physical Potion' (00:01)

　　Your physical function begins to improve, and the severe pain makes you fall into a coma (00:01-10:32)

　　...

　　Note 1: Drellesara is a kind of medicinal material containing a large number of trace elements and a little spiritual energy. It has mild medicinal properties and is often used as a body-building mixture for refining junior warriors. "

　　After watching all the hang-up records, Wu Dao fell into deep thought after the initial excitement and shame.

　　This "Physical Potion" didn't seem to match the name of the common medicines on the market that he knew, and at this moment, he was not sure how much enhancement this medicine had brought to his body.

　　Suddenly, Wu Dao thought of another question.

　　According to the records, it's past ten o'clock now.

　　He took his bracelet and looked at it, and the time on it had already reached a bit over half past ten.

　　"I missed it, I still have class today!"

　　Wu Dao, whose expression changed, didn't care about recollection, hurriedly put on his clothes and rushed to school.

　　...

　　When Wu Dao arrived at the school, it was already past 11 o'clock.

　　It's not intentional procrastination, but the money borrowed by God's system and Bing Yi is just enough for last night, and Wu Dao, who is penniless, can only run with the wind.

　　Fortunately, Wu Dao caught up with the last class, but unfortunately, this class was taught by the class teacher Feng Yu...

　　"I know that you may have entered a stage of self-destruction and feel that martial arts is hopeless, but this is not the reason for you to be absent all morning..."

　　"There are more than a thousand graduates in the school every year, and how many of them can be admitted to martial arts. Everyone is like you. Doesn't this society need other people..."

　　"Don't think that no one pays attention to you, no one cares about you, let me tell you Guang Yu a young genius who didn’t go to university made the latest breakthrough in forcefield technology he..."

　　"That's it for today, deduct 30 points for your conduct, don't be an example!"

　　Finally, when Feng Yu was in a hurry to urinate, Wu Dao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

　　He found his seat and sat down. Sam Lee, who was at the same table as he was about to clean up and go to eat, changed his face and covered his nose: "Damn it, Wu Dao, you were late in the morning because you fell into the toilet, right?"

　　Wu Dao also realized that his body smelled really bad, after all, he had discharged a lot of impurities through his pores, but he didn't care, and asked casually: "I remember that the last class this morning was not a basic martial arts class, how did it become Teacher Feng coming to class?"

　　Feng Yu taught martial arts theory and world history, so Wu Dao only asked this question.

　　After all, he still has a good relationship with Wu Dao. Although Sam Lee disliked it, he pinched his nose and explained: "Mr. Feng is here to collect the registration fee."

　　"What registration fee?" Wu Dao was startled.

　　"Anyone who intends to take the martial arts HSG entrance examination must pay an additional registration fee. After all, you also know how valuable those equipment are."

　　"Is the registration fee due today?" Wu Dao couldn't sit still, "Why don't I know?"

　　"It was notified last month, but what are you doing with such a big reaction? Is it possible that you still want to apply for martial arts?" Sam Lee asked a little strangely while him and the other students got up and moved their desks away from the tall skunk that appeared.

　　There were more than 50 people in the class, but less than 20 people finally applied for the martial arts exam, and Wu Dao was not among them.

　　"If you know what it is for three days, how much is the registration fee?"

　　"Five hundred."

　　Wu Dao didn't care about talking nonsense with Sam Lee, turned around and found Lu Yang who was sleeping on his stomach across the table, and slapped him awake.

　　"Wha-o?" Lu Yang raised his head in a daze.

　　"Pay money, five hundred."

　　"Oh." Lu Yang took out his wallet, rummaged through it and took out a banknote and handed it over, "Uh, after I paid the registration fee, I seem to only have five dollars left."

　　"Damn, it's really poor, five dollars is also called money?"

　　Wu Dao stuffed five dollars into his trouser pocket, turned around and slipped out of the classroom with a contemptuous sentence.

　　Only then did Lu Yang wake up a little bit, and asked Sam Lee who was beside him and sucking pig gulps of fresh air wonderingly, "Why does he want five hundred?"

　　"huu..It seems... that you need to pay the registration fee for the Martial Arts HSG Entrance Examination?" Sam Lee said uncertainly.

　　The two who reacted suddenly looked at each other.