Chapter 3: Initial results
[Host: Shen Qingzhou]

[Skill: None]

[Skill points: 1073]

Looking at the panel which had only slightly changed from the one he had just seen, Shen Qingzhou was helpless. He originally thought that this world was made up of spiritual energy and anything he grabbed would be skill points.

He was totally overthinking it. Over the years, except for the Queen, he had never seen any familiar characters in film and television dramas, so naturally he had no income.

For the past seven years, I have been naturally collecting skill points for converting mental power, about ten a year. I don't have to go anywhere special, I can absorb them everywhere, as long as I stay alive. This is in a world constructed by mental power. If it were in the real world, it would be hard to say whether I would gain one in a year.

Sometimes he thought that if he couldn't collect skill points here, he would have quit the world long ago because it was too boring.

Although he was not short of money, he did not have the ability to spend it casually in order to avoid being exposed. He could only say that he did not have to go out to work in person, and the money he had was enough for him to spend. Even in order to do a business of 200 taels, he had to save for several years.

But he knew that his life was the envy of many people. Many people could not save a few taels of silver in a year. Shen Qingzhou also calculated the purchasing power of one tael of silver, which was equivalent to about 1,500 yuan. He was actually very comfortable. After all, as a stud, he could not go without food and clothing.

Sometimes he was also very grateful to Ye Qingmei. Although the enjoyment he had could not compare with reality, he still had soap and mirrors, and he could also eat fried dishes and rice. In terms of food, he was much more affluent than in his previous life. Ye Qingmei really invented so many things.

However, this is also a point that Shen Qingzhou and Fan Xian have a common complaint about. There are too many inventions. Shen Qingzhou is a poor student who only knows that some sand can be made into glass, and he doesn't know the specific process. Things like oil pressing and cooking have already been invented.

Fan Xian has another way out. His mother is a science and engineering major and has never written any poetry, but he can still be a plagiarist. Shen Qingzhou also admires the protagonist. He can memorize hundreds of poems and even write "Dream of Red Mansions". That's awesome.

He actually has some short poems, but he really can't write them. He has the same concerns as the queen. If Fan Xian becomes famous, others will be called fathers everywhere, but if he becomes famous, then there will be knives everywhere. Shen Qingzhou, who has watched the TV series, is still quite afraid of Chen Pingping, the king of the dark night.

He knew that he had nothing to do with the queen's relatives, but others didn't know. Would they believe it if he told them? The poem was written in the morning, and the red-armored black cavalry broke into the house in the evening.

……

"Master Wang, I have collected the money." Shen Qingzhou went out and came to a martial arts gym on the next street. He contributed twenty taels of silver as a gift for becoming a disciple, and said with a fist salute.

It is said that the poor are good at literature and the rich are good at martial arts. Even in the most ordinary martial arts school, the apprenticeship fee is equivalent to one or two years' income of an ordinary family.

"Xiao Shen, I know you. You are quite famous, but let me say this first. You have a special physique. The money is non-refundable. The master said that you should practice with me first." Master Wang is a young man who looks strong and has fat on his face. He looks like someone who is not someone he is going to mess with.

Shen Qingzhou was not afraid of him either, mainly because he could also use the tiger's skin, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

He must be protected by someone, otherwise a child living alone since childhood would have been eaten up long ago. Everyone knows that Xiao Shen's parents are quite powerful and have demonstrated it.

"This is the invincible boxing style that is unique to our martial arts school. Our master's ancestor once produced an eighth-rank master, and this is the boxing style that he passed down to us. You have been to many boxing gyms, so you don't need to practice from the basics." Master Wang is also very patient, after all, he is the financial sponsor.

As for this unfortunate victim Xiao Shen, he is a little famous in the martial arts circle. He is famous for his lack of talent but his love for martial arts.

Two years ago, he started practicing martial arts at the Dragon King Boxing Gym on the next street, but he just couldn't condense the Qi seeds.

After going through several boxing gyms, everyone knew that he was one of those people who had absolutely no talent.

This is the truth. The queen still cares about this last relative. She has asked someone to look at him, but the man has no talent and his body cannot store the true energy.

There are actually quite a few people like this, probably accounting for the majority. It is impossible for the whole world to be full of martial arts masters.

But for Shen Qingzhou, he still wanted to try. He guessed that it was because nuclear energy was incompatible with his body, or nuclear energy was harmful, so he practiced external martial arts. However, his talent was indeed ordinary. After more than a year, he felt that he was familiar with the routine, but no skills appeared. It was troublesome.

He also wanted to try different martial arts schools, and the schools were afraid that he would ruin their reputation, so he left happily and even refunded half of his apprenticeship fee.

Looking at the secret book of the Invincible Boxing, Shen Qingzhou didn't take it seriously at all. He had already understood that the name of the boxing style in this small martial arts school was just to bluff people.

It’s just some basic boxing techniques, add some of your own routines, and that’s it.

Another year passed, and Shen Qingzhou completely gave up the idea of ​​going to a martial arts school. It was totally useless. He concentrated on practicing the most basic boxing techniques, which were similar in every martial arts school.

Until another year later, when he was nine years old, the surprise came.

[The host has gone through a lot of training and has mastered the basic boxing skills]

Looking at this tip from Shenhua, Shen Qingzhou almost cried. He finally had the skills.

[Skills: Basic Boxing]

[Basic Boxing: Level 1 (10/)]

[Skill points: 1095]

"Myth, give me some points." He shouted in his heart with a special sense of ritual, and then used up all the skill points.

[Basic Boxing: Level 985 (1000/)]

After adding skill points, Shen Qingzhou was ready to faint or have other changes. He even prepared the bath water. However, after the points were added, he felt nothing except a little refreshed and a little stronger. If you don't cover me with black mud, you will be disrespectful to me.

Shen Qingzhou began to practice basic boxing. He felt that he had already reached a higher standard than those gym owners. After all, literally speaking, he had reached the highest level of basic boxing.

After the skill appeared, he inexplicably knew that the upper limit of skills in this world was level five, and the highest level of basic boxing was level three. He had reached the top, and the next step was to strive for perfection.

But it's not based on any small success, big success, perfection, or just the initial glimpse of the door, it's just numbers, and it's quite straightforward.

Shen Qingzhou had no intention of giving up the basic boxing skills. He was a person who could rely on his own efforts to hone his boxing skills to the top level. How could he not have this kind of perseverance? He had already felt it. Now, he could beat the three people who had beaten him before.

If we work hard for another two years, it will be successful. Maybe there will be changes by then.

……

Days passed, another year passed, Shen Qingzhou was ten years old, and he had also prepared his first store.

As a person in modern society, if you can't invent something, you can't market it either. Just line up in front of me and create the impression that the place is packed.

I'm getting older now, I can't just hide away all my life, I have to see people.

(End of this chapter)