Chapter 63 Speechless and Bottled

"Hello."

Lu Yuan answered the phone and asked about the exit.

He heard a slight breathing on the other side of the phone that immediately became more rapid.

But he didn't speak.

"Which one?"

Lu Yuan asked again.

The breathing on the other end of the phone gradually calmed down.

Still no one spoke.

Lu Yuan frowned, "I'll die if you don't speak?"

He waited for three seconds.

The caller refused to say anything, and Lu Yuan didn't get used to it and hung up the phone directly.

"The breathing sounds like it's a woman, and it doesn't look like a typo..."

Several figures flashed through Lu Yuan's mind instantly, and several guesses emerged.

But he didn't bother to verify it, so he opened the bedroom door and strode out.

When Lu Yuan walked into the living room, he happened to see his grandfather Lu Yueping walking out of a room.

Lu Yuan was startled.

That was the room of my father, Lu Xinghua, and my mother, Zheng Qiuling.

After my grandfather was discharged from the hospital, he was arranged to live in his sister Lu Jing's room.

"grandfather."

Lu Yuan shouted and went up to meet him.

"Have you finished your homework?"

Lu Yueping smiled kindly at him, then searched around in confusion: "Where is the TV remote control? I can't find it no matter how hard I look for it..."

"Here is grandpa."

Lu Yuan glanced at the sofa and clearly saw traces of the TV remote control in the storage layer under the coffee table.

"oh oh."

Lu Yueping suddenly realized, "It turns out to be here. It took me so long to look for it. I searched everywhere."

"Whatever you want to see, I'll open it for you."

Just as Lu Yuan walked towards the coffee table, Lu Yueping said no.

"Forget it...it's already four o'clock. I'm going to buy some food and cook some of your favorite dishes tonight."

"Master, let my mother take care of this later. Just sit down and have a good rest."

"Your grandfather and I have been lying in bed in the hospital for more than a month. He has had enough rest. If you move around more, your body will get better faster...

Don't worry about it, go back to your room and do your homework. "

"grandfather......"

Lu Yuan and Lu Yueping fought back and forth for several times, but they still couldn't defeat Lu Yueping. They could only watch helplessly as he just changed his shoes and went out.

When Lu Yueping went out, Lu Yuan thought for a while and entered his parents' room.

Five minutes later, it was exactly what he had guessed——

He found Lu Yueping's secret passbook in the pocket of his mother's autumn coat, which contained hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Lu Yuan looked at this thin little book and couldn't help but think of his previous operation of putting money under his parents' pillows.

"He is really a grandson!!"

........

At night.

Lu Yuan stood on the rooftop of the sixth floor, his hands and feet tied with thick sandbags, and he was practicing basic fighting footwork by stepping on the footprints drawn with chalk.

He placed empty drink bottles around each chalk footprint.

If you step on the wrong foot just a little bit, you will hit the drink bottle, causing the bottle to make a loud clattering sound.

Lu Yuan drew a total of more than a hundred such footwork footprints, forming a huge and complex "bottle pile" formation.

When the bottle rings once, he has to start over and step on it until every footprint has been "silently" stepped on.

Because his hands and feet were tied with sandbags, he had to step on the bottle hoops while punching, kicking, and dodging.

The difficulty factor is doubled.

After a few hours, relying on his level 3 [Absolute Concentration], Lu Yuan could barely complete three or four round trips.

"Whirring whirring--"

Lu Yuan panted slightly and finished a special self-training session.

I walked to the bottle pile, picked up an unopened bottle of mineral water and drank it all, feeling a little relieved.

"Although the method is a bit clumsy, you can train your footwork, boxing, and leg skills. It can increase your experience, so it's not in vain."

The real actual combat situation changes rapidly, and of course it is impossible to deal with it exactly according to the set of footwork he drew.

Lu Yuan mainly wanted to gain footwork experience and hone his martial arts instincts.

After drinking the water, Lu Yuan took a short rest.

Then check out the career panel.

[You focus on professional training for ten minutes, and your professional experience value +4]

[Your skill, primary footwork, has been improved, and your experience value is +4]

[Your skills, advanced boxing skills, will be improved, and your experience value will be +2]

【....】

[Congratulations, your skill base footwork level has been improved! 】

Seeing this prompt, Lu Yuan's eyes fluctuated slightly, but he was not too surprised.

The basic footwork was almost upgraded with just a little experience. After this night's special training focusing on footwork, it was natural for him to be promoted.

Take a look at the panel skills.

Sure enough, the original basic footwork of level 4 has become the full level of level 5. Instead, there is an "advanced footwork" of level 1 on the basic professional skill column.

Lu Yuan doesn't feel much about this kind of evaluation-based skill improvement, and it has to be reflected in actual combat.

Evaluation type is a classification made by Lu Yuan himself on the different skill improvement effects of the career panel.

The other type he calls the "metamorphosis type."

After breaking through a level, you can directly and clearly feel the obvious gap between before and after, the huge improvement, and the obvious benefits.

For example, crane-shaped stake, absolute concentration, imaginary enemy, etc.

Of course, there are additional rewards for mastering evaluation skills.

After practicing basic footwork to the full level, Lu Yuan will get 1 free attribute point as expected.

Without any hesitation, he directly added this attribute point to intelligence.

The original intelligence of 11 points quietly turned into 12.

The tingling sensation in the brain that he had experienced once before came as expected.

In an instant, Lu Yuan felt that countless information and images in his mind were flashing through like a ten-times-fast-forwarded movie.

"Ah——"

This time the pain lasted longer, just like an extremely strong migraine attack, Lu Yuan couldn't help but squat down with his head covered.

"Bang——"

The crisp sound of something falling to the ground.

"What's wrong?!"

Lu Yuan heard someone running towards him in a panic.

The tingling sensation subsided as quickly as the tide, and Lu Yuan raised his head to see a beautiful woman standing in front of him with a worried and questioning look on her face.

"Xiao...Xiao Yuan, what's wrong with you?"

"Sister Wang."

Lu Yuan recognized that this woman lived upstairs from his house, and he had run into her in the corridor and chatted with her a few days ago.

"It's okay, I just hit my head by accident."

Lu Yuan shook his head and took a few deep breaths to calm the last stinging pain in his head.

He saw the woman wearing a white nightgown, and a washbasin was thrown not far away, with a few clothes spilled out of it.

She probably came to the rooftop to dry clothes after taking a shower.

"I'm glad you're okay. I was scared when I heard you screaming when I came in!"

The woman breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest.

Lu Yuan looked at the woman's movements, and a letter and a number accurate to one decimal point suddenly popped up in his mind.

He was shocked.

With this 1 point of intelligence improvement, his coordination and calculation ability of brain knowledge memory seemed to have become stronger again.

He could actually estimate the size of the chest with just a glance. Where did he get so many weird reserve knowledge? !

"Xiao Yuan, what are you doing here? There are bottles all over the floor, and they are arranged beautifully. Is this some kind of avant-garde art?"

The woman saw that Lu Yuan was fine, so she went back to pick up the laundry basin on the floor. She noticed the bottle pile Lu Yuan had placed on the floor, and couldn't help asking curiously.

"Ah, no, I was just bored and put it there for fun. I'll clean it up later..."

Lu Yuan was a little embarrassed to look at the woman any more, and he laughed it off.

After waiting for the woman to finish drying the clothes and leave, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"With the increase in intelligence, it should be easier to make a Crane Cry Punch again..."

Lu Yuan untied the sandbag tied to his hand and punched twice casually.

The 13-point power made a clear and sharp sound of breaking through the air.