11: Increase the dosage! This is the key!
At this very moment, after Shen Bei completed the tests for his Strength, Agility, and Spirit attributes, Jian Tong’s heart was filled with wild joy.
She never expected that Shen Bei actually had the capital to tease her!
The sum of these three attributes had already reached 42 points!
According to the average record of 60 points needed in previous years to have a chance of becoming a Martial Artist, he was only 18 points away from reaching the standard!
And now, Shen Bei still had one Physique attribute left to test.
Even with a casual test, he might not reach the 60-point level, but he would definitely be very close.
If he was a few points short, he could always take Medicinal Pills.
Meanwhile, Jian Shan was stunned.
Originally, he wanted Shen Bei to recognize his own limitations in front of the data.
But the result was… Shen Bei made Jian Shan recognize his own limitations.
At this moment, Jian Shan’s favorable impression of Shen Bei, which had plummeted to rock bottom, began to surge upwards fiercely.
“This child should have a chance to become a Martial Artist,” Jian Shan said, somewhat excitedly.
Jian Tong, with her clear eyes full of affection, looked at Shen Bei, who was preparing for his Physique test, and said gently, “Dad, what if he’s short by a few attribute points?”
“He’s not my son!” Jian Shan said with a stern face, “What, are you suggesting I pay for Medicinal Pills?”
Jian Tong stuck out her tongue, “He’s my classmate, you can treat it as an investment.”
“Go on, get out of here.”
Jian Shan snorted, “I think this kid is capable, that’s my personal feeling, but spending money is out of the question; everything must depend on his own efforts.”
“Besides, aren’t there loans available?”
In this world, there really was a type of loan specifically for Martial Artists.
No collateral was needed; as long as one’s attributes were close enough and there was hope of becoming a Martial Artist, one could take out a loan to take Medicinal Pills.
After becoming a Martial Artist, the principal and interest would be repaid together.
It’s just that the interest was quite high.
But most Martial Artists, when they reached this desperate point, would actively take out loans.
Becoming a Martial Artist versus being an ordinary person was like two different worlds.
It’s the same principle as taking out a loan to buy a house on Blue Star; having the necessary conditions makes one capable of attracting women for marriage.
Jian Tong, however, hoped that Shen Bei would achieve a Breakthrough of 18 points in Physique in one go.
That way, he wouldn’t need a loan and would qualify for the basic requirements of a Martial Artist.
After all, those who offer loans… none of them were easy to deal with.
At this very moment, in front of the testing equipment, Shen Bei took a deep breath and struck a pose.
This test was rather… painful.
Shen Bei had to lie inside the device.
At the same time, several sterilized hollow fine needles would extend from various directions inside, piercing his skin.
This process was like a mosquito bite.
A normal person wouldn’t feel anything.
But the next step was the uncomfortable part.
These fine needles would release a kind of phantom pain agent inside the skin.
As the dosage continuously increased, it would test Shen Bei’s endurance level.
Finally, after complex calculations, the Physique value would be determined.
This was also why Jian Tong was unwilling to test her Physique.
It really hurt like crazy.
Moreover, the Physique attribute was the most volatile attribute.
If you had high endurance during today’s test, the value would be high.
If you were in poor condition tomorrow and screamed after one needle, the attribute value would plummet.
It was all about the thrill.
Now, Shen Bei’s skin had been pierced by the fine needles, and the phantom pain agent was slowly pushed in.
Shen Bei instantly felt as if his whole body was being gnawed by ants.
This he could still endure.
The next second, it felt like a toothpick was inserted under his toenail, then he violently kicked a wall.
“Ah~~~ Stop! Stop!”
Shen Bei cried out, and the equipment automatically retracted the fine needles.
“This is truly suffering!”
Shen Bei gasped for air.
Then he turned to look at the Physique attribute value on the panel.
15 points!
From 11 points to 15 points!
Seeing this, Jian Tong jumped up excitedly, “Shen Bei, all your four-dimensional attributes are increasing comprehensively! You’re only 3 points away from reaching the passing line for the Martial Arts Exam!”
Shen Bei’s demeanor was elegant, his complexion radiant, and his eyes were like calm, deep pools; one couldn’t help but get lost when looking into them.
He straightened his back and said very proudly, “A mere 3 points, for me, is nothing!”
Jian Tong, with her peach blossom eyes that were charming but not seductive, chuckled, “A few days ago you were still frowning, but now you’ve perked up. Why are you acting so smug?”
Shen Bei immediately broke down, “I said, thirty years east of the river—”
“Shut up!” Jian Tong rolled her eyes, “You’re still 3 points short.”
Jian Shan nodded, “These 3 points are just the passing line. If a Prodigy student appears this year, 60 points will definitely not be enough; 70 points, or even 75 points, would be safer.”
Shen Bei waved his hand, “A piece of cake, more than enough.”
Jian Tong really couldn’t stand Shen Bei’s somewhat arrogant and boastful demeanor.
Afraid of him losing points in front of her father, she quickly called Shen Bei down, “Come on, I’ll take you to drink sweet soup.”
Shen Bei’s face flushed. Was it that exciting?
His heart pounded with excitement.
Isn’t it bad with father-in-law at home?
This was too open, a bit embarrassing.
But he didn’t expect… Jian Tong actually brought sweet soup…
Shen Bei clicked his tongue, then remembered that there was no “drinking sweet soup” euphemism in this world.
After a while, Shen Bei still had an important task tonight, so he got up and left.
As he was leaving, Jian Shan said earnestly, “Shen Bei, the increase in attribute points is a good thing, but you need to be prepared for a lack of stamina later on. If it really doesn’t work, you can only take out a loan for Medicinal Pills.”
Jian Shan emphasized the words “take out a loan” heavily, trusting that Shen Bei would understand.
Shen Bei nodded.
Among some students, there was also this phenomenon: their four-dimensional attributes were not high initially, but then suddenly surged one day.
The result was that they were just a few attribute points short at the critical moment and simply couldn’t increase them further.
They could only spend money on Medicinal Pills.
Shen Bei said, “If I need to take Medicinal Pills, I would trouble my father-in-law to support your son-in-law a bit.”
“Get out! Go! Get out!”
Jian Shan’s face darkened, and he slammed the door shut.
Shen Bei: …
The most heartless father-in-law!
When you’re old, you’ll see if I pull your oxygen tube or not!
Shen Bei was about to leave.
Jian Tong opened the door, poked her head out, and gave a “Serves you right!”
Then she closed the door.
Shen Bei scoffed and scurried home.
Passing by the supermarket, Shen Bei bought two bottles of water.
He bought a syringe at the pharmacy.
After returning home, he placed the mineral water, the sleeping potion, and the syringe on the table.
The potion had no smell, but he wondered if it had a taste when drunk.
Shen Bei was a bit uneasy, so he took a tiny bit from the bottle, mixed it into the water, and took a small sip.
He tasted it with the tip of his tongue; it seemed no different from normal water. Shen Bei quickly spat it out, then a smile appeared on his face.
Colorless and tasteless, it was better than he had imagined.
Martial Artists were also human; even if their senses of smell and taste were more sensitive, they probably wouldn’t easily discover it.
Next, Shen Bei used the syringe to draw out the sleeping potion and injected it directly into the bottle cap.
As for the detail of a needle mark on the cap, Shen Bei completely disregarded it.
When he entered the upstairs apartment, he would twist open the cap immediately and casually put it in his pocket; the man would definitely not see it.
“Increase the dosage! That’s the key!”
Shen Bei injected all of his sleeping potion.
“If that man isn’t a murderer, then it’s just a prank, and I’ll just apologize for it.”
“If he is, then I’ve hit the jackpot!”
Shen Bei took a deep breath, picked up the water bottle, and went out.
He went straight upstairs and knocked on the door.
“Brother, are you home? I’ve come to learn how to make money.”
As soon as Shen Bei finished speaking, the door opened.
The man, smiling, pulled Shen Bei inside with considerable force.
The grip made Shen Bei wince.
“I’ve been waiting for you for a long time, come in quickly.”
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