17: Chapter 17 One punch is comparable to a hundred-ton king

At the Old District General Hospital, Xueni let out a sigh of relief after receiving the surgery notification from the doctor.

Director Gu Sanding's condition had not been very good these past few days; he had been having episodes every day, and each time, he would turn deathly pale and break out in a cold sweat from the pain.

Yesterday, the doctor even said that there were only three days left before the optimal surgery window closed, and if the surgery wasn't performed within three days, the post-operative recovery results would be significantly compromised.

But they had no money on hand; the Orphanage account only had a little over twenty thousand yuan in total, and that was all meant for the children's food and medical expenses.

Yet today, the doctor suddenly said they could prepare for the surgery and asked for an adult to come and sign the pre-surgery risk notification form.

"Is that Chen Mo back?"

Director Gu Sanding gathered his strength and sat up against the headboard.

"I don't know, Grandpa, but there shouldn't be anyone else, right?"

Xueni picked up a somewhat tattered, yellowing towel to wipe Director Gu Sanding's face. Besides Big Brother Mo, who else would care about a group of helpless orphans like them?

"Director! I'm back!"

Just as the two were letting their imaginations run wild, a travel-worn figure walked into the ward, followed by two other figures who were also reeking of blood.

"This is Principal Liu from Third High School, and this is my classmate, Wang Jun."

"The two of them accompanied me on a trip to the Abyssal Rift, and after taking down a few wild dogs, we managed to scrape together the medical fees."

Chen Mo didn't mention the Abyssal Armored Dragon at all; the old man was getting on in years, and there was no need for him to know such details.

This matter would serve no purpose other than to make him worried and afraid, so it was better left unsaid.

After greeting Director Gu Sanding, Principal Liu Zhifeng and Wang Jun set down their things and left.

The three of them had spent a full two weeks struggling in the Abyssal Rift, though, of course, the vast majority of that time had been spent traveling.

That Abyssal Armored Dragon was simply too heavy; being able to travel a few kilometers a day was considered fast.

Plus, the assessment at the recycling center took half a day, which is why it dragged on until today.

Of course, it was all worth it; that complete Abyssal Armored Dragon sold for a full 1.76 million.

Moreover, the daily tasks hadn't been delayed; after all, with that big guy, the Abyssal Armored Dragon, serving as weight, it was more than enough.

"Director, these are the supplements they brought for you."

Chen Mo pointed to the nutritional supplements on the floor, and Xueni, being very sensible, brought over a stool for Chen Mo.

"You've worked hard these past few days, Xueni."

He gently rubbed Xueni's little head; during the time he was away, it was basically this child, Xueni, who had taken care of everything at the Orphanage.

They say children of the poor take on responsibilities early, but this was all forced by necessity.

"Chen Mo, do you know how dangerous the Abyssal Rift is?"

But there was not a trace of joy on Director Gu Sanding's face; instead, he looked grim and quite unhappy.

"I..."

"Alright, alright, old man, I know what you mean."

Chen Mo was already used to Director Gu Sanding being like this; the old man was starting to feel like he was a burden to him again.

"There was truly no risk this time, and even if it weren't for you, Principal Liu wanted to take me and Wang Jun to see some blood."

"After all, there are only two weeks left until the City-level Joint Exam, and seeing blood is the fastest way to improve actual combat experience."

Hearing this, Director Gu Sanding's tightly knotted heart relaxed a little.

He wasn't stupid; he knew that Chen Mo was just trying to comfort him.

This child must have encountered many dangers in the Abyssal Rift, he just didn't tell him about them.

"Alright, I'm exhausted from these past few days. Xueni, you continue to take care of the Director."

"I'm going back to rest, take a shower, and get some sleep before coming back."

With that, Chen Mo pulled Xueni out of the ward.

"Girl, there is five hundred thousand in this card."

"I know your ambition is to be your Big Brother Mo's housekeeper, so now I'm entrusting you with a difficult task."

"Before the Director is discharged, renovate the Orphanage as quickly as possible and try to ensure everyone can sleep on a single bed."

"Can you do it?"

Upon learning that there was a six-figure deposit in the card, Xueni's vision went black, and she nearly fainted.

Having been poor her whole life, let alone six figures, even a few hundred yuan was a huge sum of money to Xueni.

"I, I..."

"Xueni, I can only entrust this to you."

"I, your Big Brother Mo, am about to go participate in the City-level Joint Exam, the Director is sick and needs surgery, and the other younger siblings are still small."

"You are the only one I can rely on right now."

Chen Mo patted Xueni's shoulder solemnly, and Xueni nodded like a robot.

Her brain was already overloaded, and she was currently in a state where she would only nod regardless of what Chen Mo said.

"Alright, then Big Brother Mo will head back first."

"I'll come back tomorrow."

In the remaining ten-plus days before the City-level Joint Exam, Chen Mo lived a very disciplined life every day.

Every day, he followed his routine: completing his daily tasks, going to Third High School to practice Hammer Fist, and then going to the Martial Education Bureau to buy some blood qi pills.

As for why he bought blood qi pills, the reason was simple.

When Chen Mo practiced the Muscle Compression Technique, his blood qi would increase as he gained experience.

If he combined it with a rank-one blood qi pill, the rate of blood qi growth would increase from 0.4 per hour to 0.8 per hour.

It was almost a doubling of the increase.

This meant Chen Mo spent money like water, as every rank-one blood qi pill was exchanged for crisp, red bills.

Before Director Gu Sanding was discharged, the thrifty Xueni had completed the renovation the day before.

Unfortunately, this girl was still too frugal; she had only patched the leaky roof, repainted the walls, replaced a few toilets, and swapped the iron bunk beds for individual wooden beds.

But even such a small change made the entire Orphanage overflow with happiness.

Director Gu Sanding's surgery was very successful, and he was discharged after staying in the hospital for a week.

The old man wanted to say something when he saw the transformed Orphanage, but he couldn't stop the children from being happy, so he ended up holding it back.

Director Gu Sanding just repeated the same old things: about being frugal, making do with what you can use, and not being extravagant or wasteful.

Chen Mo had heard these words so many times his ears were calloused.

Time drifted by slowly in this routine life, and in the blink of an eye, it was the day before the City-level Joint Exam.

In the early morning, Chen Mo, who had finished ten hours of Muscle Compression Technique practice, opened his eyes.

"It's been two months since I enrolled in Third High School..."

Chen Mo stretched, and the joints all over his body popped and cracked.

Opening his attribute panel and looking at his brand-new self, Chen Mo nodded in satisfaction.

[Name: Chen Mo] [Strength: 169] [Constitution: 170] [Agility: 12] [Luck: 1] [Intelligence: 8] [Blood Qi: 304.5] [Muscle Compression Technique lv22 (2016 / 2300)] [Hammer Fist lv MAX (999 / 999)]

That's right, after this period of practice, the proficiency of Hammer Fist had reached its limit, becoming Chen Mo's first mastered martial skill.

However, the Muscle Compression Technique was still like a bottomless pit; no one knew what the level cap for the Muscle Compression Technique was.

Furthermore, when Chen Mo's Muscle Compression Technique reached level twenty, the compression limit increased, rising from the original 1.3 times to 2.2 times.

It seemed that for every level gained, the compression multiplier would increase by 0.1.

Correspondingly, the limit compression multiplier also increased from the original 2.6 times burst to a 4.4 times burst.

With Chen Mo's current strength of 169, combined with the 4.4 times burst, plus the amplification from his blood qi.

It would be no problem for Chen Mo to strike with a force of one hundred and ten tons in a single punch.

However, this kind of ultimate killer move could not be used lightly, and even if used, it had to be when he could land the hit one hundred percent.

Once this move missed, the price would be losing an entire arm.