No Jokes Here

A plate of rice bowls was quickly eaten by Lin Qianan.

After he drank the whole bowl of soup, he felt as if he was full at most.

Although the taste of this restaurant is not the best, it is notoriously large and full. Lin Qianan can eat a plate on weekdays, but today he feels like he has just put a pad on his stomach.

Lin Qianan didn't ask the boss for an extra meal, but just checked out and left.

He had a guess in his heart that his situation was probably caused by cultivating internal strength.

And if he eats more than he used to, he'd better buy those cheap and hungry food. After all, he doesn't have much money left in his pocket now, so he'd better save a little. .

On the way back, Lin Qianan went to the supermarket to buy some pickles, and then went to another restaurant to order two servings of rice.

After returning to the room, he couldn't stop his hunger and started eating rice with pickles.

The two portions of rice were large portions, but Lin Qian'an ate all the dull pickles within fifteen minutes.

Only then did he feel a clear sense of fullness.

"Every~!"

After burping, Lin Qianan slumped on the chair and slowly drank water.

In addition to the rice bowl, this meal cost two yuan and fifty cents, which is quite a bargain.

However, if he only eats rice and pickles, he may not be able to stand it for a long time.

The top priority is to find a way to make money and ensure a normal life.

After thinking about it, Lin Qianan began to write the outline of the new book in the notebook on the phone.

He was originally a writer and made money by writing books.

If he wanted to do other things, he might not get used to it for a while. Anyway, he had accumulated a lot of material from playing games before, which just happened to be used to write a new book.

After playing the game "Jianghu" for nearly a month, Lin Qian'an already knew it very well.

Writing the outline at this time can be said to be at your fingertips.

Soon, the outline of a martial arts novel called "Tong Zun" was written by Lin Qian'an.

If you simply write martial arts novels, in today's online literature circle, it will definitely be a dead end.

Therefore, in Lin Qian'an's novel outline, the protagonist is a player who plays a stand-alone game and travels to the game world, so he still has the ability to upgrade and add points in the game world.

With golden fingers in it, the novel is no longer monotonous.

Moreover, the setting of Lin Qian'an's golden finger is also in line with the situation in the game.

Add a little plot to it, some interesting characters, and a complete story framework will be built.

When Lin Qianan finished doing this, he stretched his waist and stood up from the chair.

He opened the curtains and looked out the window, it was already evening.

I looked at the time, it was seven thirteen.

When I came back, it was only three o'clock, and it was actually four hours later.

Lin Qianan touched his stomach, but he felt a little hungry again.

He shook his head. With such an appetite, it seemed that he still had to get into work as soon as possible.

After dinner in the evening, Lin Qianan went to the Internet cafe and began to write the beginning of his new novel.

As for why I don't write at home, it is because the computer has mutated and no longer has the functions of other computers.

Although Lin Qian'an is a low-level writer, his coding speed is very fast, and the outline of this book is written smoothly, so he can code more than 3,000 words in an hour.

In just over three hours, Lin Qianan wrote the beginning of ten thousand words.

After writing, he submitted the outline together with the beginning to his editor at Qidian Chinese website, and then got off the plane and returned to his residence.

On his way back to his home, his phone vibrated.

Lin Qianan took out his phone and saw that it was the editor who replied to his message.

Watermelon: How is your condition? Why are you still writing?

Seeing this news, Lin Qianan was silent for a while.

The story of his terminal cancer has been told to the editor and book friends at the end of the last book.

The editor even asked for his medical records and wanted to help him and seek social help.

Only he refused.

Advanced stage cancer is basically a mortal disease in this world, and there are almost no real cures.

He didn't want to torment others at the end of his life.

But now that he has found hope of surviving, that's another story.

After thinking about it, Lin Qianan began to organize his words.

My heart is full of peace: I don’t know what to do in my spare time. I’m in good shape, so I want to write something.

Watermelon: Well, I've read the article, it's not bad, but are you sure you want to post the martial arts category?

My heart is full of peace: it doesn't matter whether the grades are good or bad.

Watermelon: Then I understand, send me a book, and ask me for a signature in 4,000 words.

My heart is safe: Thank you.

Watermelon: Live well.

At the end of the conversation, Lin Qianan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Although he had a certain degree of certainty, the big stone hanging in his heart fell to the ground after seeing the information that the internal vote had passed.

In any case, it's good that he can get paid for writing the book next.

With the source of income, he doesn't have to eat rice every day without having to pickle vegetables.

Back at the residence, Lin Qianan sat cross-legged on the bed and began to practice internal skills.

In the Book of Martial Arts, the essence of true qi has been analyzed very thoroughly. No matter what kind of true qi, it is actually a kind of energy extracted by one's own cells.

The stronger the body is, the better the true qi can be strengthened, and the process of extracting the true qi can in turn squeeze the cells, making them gradually stronger.

In fact, this is the truth of any inner strength mental method in the arena.

Lin Qian'an's internal energy operation route mainly follows the lung meridians. He needs to squeeze the energy of the cancer cells as much as possible. Only in this way can he ensure that he can survive.

Due to the shorter route, Lin Qian'an's qi extraction speed has also been relatively faster.

For ordinary people, doing so will cause some cells to be over-squeezed, and even produce irreversible sequelae.

But Lin Qian'an didn't have these concerns. He even wished that these cancer cells would die.

Every few more weeks of practicing his inner strength, he could feel his breathing a little easier and the pain in his chest a little less. Because of this, Lin Qianan was more attentive when he exercised his wonderful inner strength.

Two hours after the exercise, Lin Qianan stopped the exercise and exhaled, with a happy expression on his face.

In two hours, the infuriating energy in his dantian has grown by at least two or three times, and the pain in his chest has also been significantly reduced. Cultivating internal energy is indeed a good way to fight cancer.

But having said that, according to the knowledge of internal skills he knew from the "Martial Classics", the amount of true energy in his dantian is at least comparable to the true energy of ordinary warriors who have been practicing for more than a month.

And even if he counted the practice time during the day, it was actually less than four hours.

He felt that such a terrifying speed of cultivation was mostly caused by the particularity of cancer cells.

It's a pity that this thing can't be controlled, otherwise the bonus to his cultivation of internal skills must be very large.

At this moment, Lin Qianan suddenly wanted to try the effect of infuriating energy itself.

The "Martial Arts Chapter" in "Martial Arts" summarizes a large number of martial arts techniques, but Lin Qian'an's current infuriating qi has limited skills that he can use. In the end, he chose a small skill about fingering from it. Plan to use it.

Lin Qianan pointed his index finger to the roll of paper at the head of the bed, and began to recall the details of that little trick in his mind.

Gather your mind, lift your qi in your stomach, get luck in your arms, and condense your qi in your fingers..

Ree~!

The true qi in the dantian suddenly condensed into a stream, and then quickly shot out along the veins of Lin Qian'an's arm, landing on the front of the roll of paper.

Accompanied by a cracking sound, a small hole about the thickness of a toothpick was poked by the condensed True Qi directly on the roll of paper.

Lin Qianan picked up the roll of paper and looked at it, with a slightly surprised expression on his face.

At this time, the paper roll has been pierced by the condensed True Qi finger force, and all the papers on the surface have been pierced, and even the inner roll itself has an obvious small bulge.

A roll of paper with a thickness of at least four centimeters can penetrate directly. This kind of power can be said to be the "Martial Classics" that can be called the general outline of the world's martial arts?

Moreover, he can do such a thing with his current True Qi. If he waits for him to become a first-class master, wouldn't the penetration power be comparable to a bullet at close range?

But having said that, attacking directly with infuriating energy is actually a very stupid way for warriors who have not reached the innate level.

First of all, the cultivation base is not innate, and it is impossible to obtain energy from heaven and earth. The true qi is used a little less. Every time a little true qi is extracted, it takes a lot of time to cultivate, and it is impossible to abuse it.

Second, infuriating energy is a condensed biological energy that dissipates quickly once it leaves the body.

The correct way should actually be to attach it to the substance and use it.

This not only saves infuriating energy, but also increases a lot of power.

This finger down, Lin Qian'an's infuriating energy consumed at least half of the body, it was simply wasted to the extreme.

Lin Qianan then studied the infuriating energy, and after exhausting the infuriating energy in his body, he fell into sleep a little tired.

When he woke up the next day, Lin Qianan started to plan his life while eating breakfast.

He was originally a very organized person, but it was only because of cancer that his life became disordered. Now that the disease has been controlled, it should return to normal.

Two hours in the morning, two hours in the evening, four hours in a day, three hours in writing a book, updating 10,000 words every day, and then physical exercise. The way to train the body, "King Kong Fu Mo Gong" can also do it.

Then take an hour every day to practice "King Kong Fu Mo Gong".

In terms of martial arts, let’s practice the stick technique first. After all, the Yaoshan stick is still sitting in the corner to eat ashes, so I will try to get it out for use as soon as possible.

In this regard, choose a simple stick method.

The "Knock on the Mountain Stick" in "Martial Arts Chapter" with only one move is not bad. After all, as long as all the infuriating energy is gathered in one stick, it is enough to smash it down.

This simple move is much easier to learn.

In addition, it is best to take half an hour every day to go to the nearby stalls and other places to stroll around to see if you can find new stalks.

After all, whether it is to buy the stalk points required for the game, or the special stalks themselves, Lin Qianan has a certain demand for stalks, and it is quite necessary to find new stalks.