314: Chapter 314 Fifty Points of Physique, Physical Vessel

Although he had just harvested Grandmaster-level attribute rewards, Fang Cheng did not immediately immerse himself in joy to choose stat allocation.

He took a deep breath, forcibly calming his surging emotions, and vigilantly scanned his surroundings.

The sky had completely brightened.

The old Tubular Building under his feet, as well as the unevenly scattered buildings around, were clearly bathed in the morning light.

On the street, various sounds made by early risers.

The honking of cars, the cries of breakfast vendors, and the crisp ringing of bicycles intertwined, converging into the prelude of the city awakening, faintly drifting up to the rooftop.

Fang Cheng raised his hand and glanced at the sports watch on his wrist.

6:53.

It was almost time; Mom should be waking up soon.

Fang Cheng quickly gathered the training equipment scattered on the rooftop one by one, then carried them tiptoe, walking down the stairs briskly.

Returning home and pushing open the door, his mother, Li Biyun, had indeed already gotten up.

She was wearing simple casual home clothes and was busy in the kitchen preparing breakfast.

The porridge simmering in the pot emitted a faint aroma of rice.

Mother worked as a caregiver in the hospital and was used to waking up early; even at home, she couldn't stay idle.

"Chengcheng, you're back from exercising? Go wash up quickly, breakfast will be ready soon."

Seeing her son covered in sweat, Li Biyun smiled and didn't ask much.

"Got it, Mom."

Fang Cheng acknowledged, placed the equipment in the corner of the living room, and dived straight into the bathroom.

Turning on the faucet, the icy tap water splashed onto his body, taking away the heat and fatigue after morning exercise.

While scrubbing his body, he focused his attention on the panel.

[Strength: 40]

[Agility: 40]

[Physique: 46]

[Spirit: 50]

[Free Attribute Points: 12]

His gaze swept over the four main attributes, finally resting on the "Physique" column.

After his Spirit attribute reached 50 points.

Fang Cheng could clearly feel that his sensory acuity, mental clarity, and control over his own state had undergone a qualitative leap.

So, what kind of changes would a Physique Breakthrough to 50 points bring?

Fang Cheng considered how to allocate his points.

A powerful Physique meant stronger physical defense, faster recovery speed, and superior endurance.

These were crucial foundations for any combat situation.

Especially when executing a Move like "Infinite Combo", which placed an extremely heavy load on the body, possessing a powerful Physical Body was undoubtedly a huge benefit.

After all, to continuously throw punches under the extreme conditions of breaking the speed of sound, not only explosive Strength and ultimate Agility were required.

But even more so, a tough Physical Body capable of withstanding that terrifying reaction force and energy impact.

And Physique was the cornerstone of all this.

After a brief thought, Fang Cheng made his decision.

"First, add Physique to 50 points!"

Giving the command with his mind, the number representing "Free Attribute Points" on the panel instantly jumped from "12" to "8".

Correspondingly, 4 free attributes silently integrated into "Physique".

As the progress bar continuously soared upwards, a warm and majestic energy suddenly surged from the deepest part of his body.

Like a river thawing in spring, it rapidly flowed to his limbs and bones.

Nourished by this warm current, every cell seemed to emit a joyous groan.

Muscles, bones, internal organs... every component of the body was undergoing some marvelous and profound transformation amidst the nourishment of abundant vitality.

Fang Cheng clenched his fists, and at this moment, he could clearly perceive that his muscle fibers had become tougher and his bone density was quietly increasing.

The functions of his internal organs had also significantly improved, and his heartbeat became steadier and more powerful.

This feeling was completely different from the violent expansion or extreme compression when his Strength or Agility attributes broke through 40 points previously.

It was more like a sublimation of the essence of life, a comprehensive and holistic enhancement from the inside out.

A moment later, as the warm current gradually subsided, the Physique attribute steadily stayed at the number "50".

Fang Cheng carefully felt the changes in his body.

He found that the overall reaction brought by this Physique Breakthrough to 50 points did not have the earth-shaking violent commotion of any previous attribute breaking through 40 points.

It appeared very natural, as if it should have been this way.

"If based on past experience, 20 points is a transcendental threshold, and 40 points is a major barrier of human limits."

"Then, could the threshold for the next qualitative change be 60 points?"

Fang Cheng whispered thoughtfully.

At this moment, his gaze suddenly condensed, as if he had noticed something.

His gaze involuntarily fell towards the lower part of his abdomen, the Dantian position.

Under introspection.

There, it was still a vast, boundless, and calm azure sea.

As for the depths of this tranquil ocean, that faintly appearing crimson light, as scorching as lava.

Was still like a dormant submarine volcano, secretly surging with scorching and majestic energy.

Everything seemed no different from usual.

The only difference was...

The water line of this "ocean" had dropped significantly compared to before.

"The total amount of True Qi... has decreased?"

Fang Cheng frowned slightly.

This discovery surprised him a bit.

Recalling slightly.

A while ago, although he had consumed a lot of True Qi due to using Qigong to fight powerful enemies and subsequent healing, etc.

But every time he returned home, he would immediately take out the ancient remains from the safe, timely absorb the energy radiation, and replenish the deficit.

Moreover, during today's morning exercise, Fang Cheng merely executed the Breathing Technique, guiding the circulation of True Qi to recover a bit of physical strength.

Logically speaking, this level of consumption should be extremely small.

Why would there be a situation where the total amount of True Qi significantly decreased?

Fang Cheng pondered for a moment, a flash of inspiration hitting his mind, vaguely grasping the crux of the problem.

From the perspective of modern anatomy, there is no definite organ called "Dantian" inside the human body.

Or rather, the Dantian is inherently an illusory thing.

It is just imagined as the center for the convergence and circulation of human energy in Qigong and Dan Dao theories.

Practitioners can gather, refine, and mobilize the energy within their bodies, namely the so-called "Qi", through Visualization of this object and using a specific Breathing Technique.

Although the specific location of the Dantian cannot be found in reality, the human body itself is a complete world.

Every subtle movement will trigger a chain reaction in other parts of the whole body.

Every inhalation and exhalation of breath, every drop of blood flowing, are together within the human body's "Universe", forming a complex and exquisite circulatory System.

"If my Physical Body is like a container..."

"Then, the stronger the Physique, the sturdier the material of this container, and the larger the volume."

"As a result, the more True Qi, which is life energy, it can contain and bear!"

"And the more abundant the life energy is, the more vigorous the individual's vitality will be, and the body's recovery speed, endurance, strike resistance, etc., will all rise accordingly."

"Conversely, when the volume of the container suddenly expands in a short period due to a Physique Breakthrough, while the total amount of stored energy inside does not increase correspondingly, the water line will naturally drop significantly."

Understood from this perspective, the so-called "Dantian" or the "sea of True Qi" seen through introspection is more like a materialized manifestation of one's own physical strength, that is, the Physique attribute.

Thinking through this point, Fang Cheng's heart suddenly enlightened.

Then he let out a long breath and cast his gaze back to the attribute panel.

At this moment, 8 free attribute points remained.

Without the slightest hesitation, Fang Cheng decisively made a decision to add all these 8 points to Strength.

A familiar warm current surged from within his body once again.

But this time, it did not bring about the rapid expansion of muscles and exaggerated changes in body shape like when breaking through 40 points.

Fang Cheng could feel that his muscles were firmer and protruding, filled with explosive strength.

From the outside, he also appeared slightly more robust than before.

However, his overall body shape did not change much.

It was merely an increase at the level of Strength, not yet reaching the level of qualitative change.

"Gurgle..."

A clear intestinal rumbled sounded untimely from his belly.

Fang Cheng rubbed his belly helplessly.

Every time he finished adding points, it was always accompanied by a huge energy consumption.

Glancing at the updated panel with values:

[Strength: 48]

[Agility: 40]

[Physique: 50]

[Spirit: 50]

Fang Cheng quickly finished showering, changed into a clean T-shirt and casual pants, and walked out of the bathroom.

The morning sunlight passed through the living room window, softly spilling in and casting mottled light and shadow on the floor.

On the dining table, Li Biyun had already neatly arranged a sumptuous breakfast.

Steaming white rice porridge, cooked just right with the rice grains blossoming, emitted a faint fragrance.

Beside it were two golden and alluring poached eggs, with edges fried slightly crispy.

A dish of emerald-green and refreshing stir-fried seasonal vegetables seemed to still carry the scent of morning dew.

More eye-catching was a cage of plump white meat buns, with the full fillings faintly visible inside.

Next to it were also a cup of warm milk and a small dish of homemade pickled radishes, bright and alluring in color.

"Come over and eat, Chengcheng."

Li Biyun untied her apron with a gentle smile on her face.

"It's very hard work to exercise early every morning, so Mom specially prepared more of what you like to eat."

"Thank you, Mom."

Fang Cheng felt a warmth in his heart, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

Then he picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piping-hot meat bun, and took a big bite unceremoniously.

The soft dough skin and savory beef filling instantly bloomed on his taste buds.

What seemed like a simple home-cooked meal appeared exceptionally sweet and delicious in his mouth at this moment.

His body, having undergone high-intensity morning exercise and point-allocation consumption, was in urgent need of energy replenishment.

Although Fang Cheng deliberately controlled his eating speed so as not to let his mother see anything unusual.

But that sense of hunger originating from instinct still made him subconsciously speed up his swallowing actions.

Watching her son wolf down his food, Li Biyun's eyes were filled with maternal love and a hint of imperceptible heartache.

She extended her chopsticks and placed a poached egg into Fang Cheng's bowl.

"Eat slowly, don't choke; if it's not enough, I'll fry a few more eggs for you."

"Mm, mm..."

Fang Cheng's mouth was stuffed full, and he responded vaguely a few times.

Swallowing the food in his mouth and taking a big gulp of milk, he regained his breath and smiled apologetically:

"Mom, the buns you make are so delicious; I haven't eaten this comfortably in a long time."

Hearing this, Li Biyun's eyes moistened slightly, her heart filled with a myriad of emotions.

Over the past half year or more, because of treating his father's stomach cancer, she had been running back and forth between the hospital and home all day, indeed neglecting care for her son.

Fortunately, those most difficult days had finally passed, and the family's financial condition was much more affluent than before.

She sighed inwardly, and then a gratified smile appeared on her face.

"From now on, Mom will make these delicious things for you every day and raise you to be strong."

While speaking, as if recalling something, her eyes carried a trace of joy again.

"Right, Chengcheng, do you remember that child named Xiaobao in the neighboring ward when your grandpa was hospitalized?"

Fang Cheng's action of scooping the white porridge in his bowl paused slightly.

Of course he remembered, that little boy who had leukemia yet was exceptionally sensible and well-behaved.

And that couple who traveled everywhere to cure their child's illness and even didn't hesitate to borrow high-interest loans.

Back then, right in the hospital, he stepped in to stop the debt collectors who came knocking, and thus mistakenly got to know Ma Donghe.

"What's wrong, Mom? Xiaobao's illness..."

Fang Cheng asked doubtfully.

Li Biyun smiled, waved her hand, and said:

"No problem at all; last month, Xiaobao's leukemia surgery was very successful!"

"His father, Master Wu, brought the child to the hospital for a follow-up visit a few days ago, and the doctor said he recovered very well. Master Wu was even so happy that he bought a few bags of oranges and specially gave them to us to eat."

"Sigh, the family has finally made it through; this life finally has something to look forward to!"

Hearing this news, Fang Cheng's slightly taut heartstrings quietly relaxed.

In his mind, the scene seen through Mind Resonance involuntarily emerged — —

In the slightly old yet clean and tidy home, Xiaobao sat in front of the television, obediently leaning over the coffee table to do his homework.

That small face was glowing with a healthy flush.

A trace of a smile unconsciously curved from the corner of Fang Cheng's mouth.

"That's really great."

He said sincerely.

Halfway through the meal, the porridge in the bowl had also reached the bottom.

Li Biyun, while clearing away her own bowl and chopsticks, asked casually:

"Chengcheng, do you have any plans this afternoon?"

"I remember you have to participate in the postgraduate re-examination at the end of the month, right?"

She happened to be on rotation rest today and didn't need to go to work at the hospital.

The resignation procedures handled previously were considered officially effective by the twentieth of this month.

As for the renovation of the new house in Wanghu Town, with Li Dingjian personally keeping an eye on it, she didn't need to worry about it.

Therefore, Li Biyun was leisurely today for a rare change, planning to go to Gufeng Temple outside the city with her son.

Worship the Bodhisattva, burn high incense, and pray for her son's exam Luck to be smooth and to be successfully admitted.

Fang Cheng picked up his milk cup and drank the last sip of warm milk.

As if he had long anticipated his mother would ask this, he replied nonchalantly:

"Mom, I have a date with a colleague this afternoon, and I might come back a bit later."

Hearing this, Li Biyun instantly stopped her movements, her eyes instantly lighting up as she stared firmly at her son.

"A date?"

She asked tentatively:

"Is it a female colleague or a male colleague?"

Amused by his mother's gossipy appearance, Fang Cheng shook his head helplessly.

"It's a male colleague, Mom."

Then putting down the cup, with his usual calm smile on his face, he explained:

"When I first entered that company, a Senior took special care of me and guided me through many work difficulties."

"His family seems to have had some trouble recently, quite troublesome, so I thought about going over to take a look and help out however I can."

This reason sounded reasonable and also matched Fang Cheng's always helpful personality.

"Oh, so that's how it is."

Li Biyun nodded, the expression on her face somewhat disappointed, but she still exhorted:

"Alright then, go ahead. It is right to help colleagues, but don't push yourself too hard."

"If you come back late, give Mom a call."

"Got it, Mom."

Fang Cheng responded.

He didn't tell his mother the truth.

Because the place he was going to this afternoon was neither a company nor a colleague's home.

But the orphanage located in the suburbs named "Chenxi Home".

Fang Cheng wanted to go and see for himself.

How the "Demon Hunting Operation" meticulously planned by the Noah Organization, targeting Cheng Jiashu and potentially affecting innocent children, would unfold.

As for himself, with what posture should he intervene in this deep water about to be stirred up.