Chapter 5 Give Him a Pocket!

After a long time, Chen Yu slowly calmed down the thrill of the skyrocketing strength.

Looking down at the Hongta Mountain in his hand, he seemed to see a broad avenue leading to the "Martial God"...

Without hesitation, Chen Yu opened the cigarette case again.

This time, he pulled out three cigarettes at a time, put them in his mouth, and ignited them with a cannon.

"hiss--"

Three red lights come on, then dim.

Thick smoke was inhaled into Chen Yu's lungs.

[Affected by vicious gas: strength +34]

[Affected by vicious gas: Lung Health +1; Physical Health +1; Constitution +1; Immunity +1]

"call……"

The large cloud of smoke slowly drifted away, and Chen Yu couldn't help but shuddered.

"A lot" of energy gathered in his dantian, making him feel refreshed to the core...

Then, he opened the cigarette case again, pulled out two more cigarettes, lit them, and stuffed them all into his mouth.

"hiss……"

"call--"

[Affected by vicious gas: strength +47]

[Affected by vicious gas: Constitution +1; Immunity +1; Lifespan +1...]

At this time, an old man walking in the alley passed by and was shocked to see Chen Yu's "crazy" smoking method.

"Fuck this young man..."

"Isn't this a life-threatening situation?"

...

After five cigarettes are smoked, the cigarette butts are flicked off. Chen Yu leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, and hiccupped contentedly.

He bet.

Just two minutes of smoking, the increase in energy, the world's most powerful genius can not match. An average cigarette can increase the strength of 150+.

"If you can draw for 24 hours in a row..."

Opening his eyes, Chen Yu licked his lips regretfully, and put the remaining cigarettes and cannons into his backpack. Walk in the direction of home.

He has smoked six cigarettes.

I have a general understanding of the strength that each cigarette can increase.

A piece of Hongta Mountain is worth ten days of ascetic cultivation.

A box of Hongtashan, there are 20 cigarettes in it, all smoked...

"This is more than half a year of skill..."

Chen Yu sighed.

When the pack of cigarettes is finished, his strength will at least be in the middle and lower reaches.

Converted to a standard warrior level, it should be a 0.3-level warrior.

...

Meanwhile, Elm Street Police Station.

The female owner of the cigarette shop entered angrily: "Where's the one on duty? Call the police! I want to call the police."

"Calm down, ma'am." A policeman came over, looked at the female boss up and down, and said solemnly, "What happened."

"Cigarettes were stolen from my shop!"

"Stolen cigarettes?" The policeman froze.

Cigarettes are a very expensive "luxury".

As long as the theft, there is no small amount!

"How much was stolen?"

"A box."

"One... a box?"

"Yes, a box of Hongta Mountain." The female boss trembled in anger: "I just lost a box of cigarettes, and if I lost it, I lost it. But that thief, he... he provoked me!"

"How provocative?"

"He left me money!"

"..." The policeman looked strange: "That should be considered buying, not stealing, right?"

"Hongta Mountain for 1680 yuan! He threw me 10 yuan! This is not stealing?! This is not provocation?!"

Policeman: "..."

"I have surveillance! We must catch him! Give him a big deal!"

"It's easy to do with monitoring, ma'am, calm down first..."

...

When Chen Yu returned home.

Meals are already ready.

Mother Chen stepped forward, took the backpack, and frowned: "Come back so late today?"

"Self-study at night, delayed a little time.

"After washing his hands and sitting at the dining table, Chen Yu looked around: "Where's my sister? "

"Your sister is in a hurry, go back to the room."

"Then I'll call her."

Getting up, Chen Yu walked out of the kitchen and pushed open a bedroom.

I saw a girl with a graceful figure, lying on her back on the bed, with a small white and slender foot, only half off her short white socks, dangling...

Chen Yu: "..."

Chen Siwen turned her head and said, "What are you looking at?"

"...If you don't speak up, I still think you're pretty."

"What are you talking about?"

Chen Yu covered his forehead: "When did you learn Northeastern dialect..."

Chen Siwen sat up, put on socks, and gathered up her long hair: "A new colleague from Northeast China came yesterday."

Chen Yu: "You learned it today?"

Chen Siwen: "Well."

Chen Yu: "...Eating."

Chen Siwen: "Zi Dao."

"..."

[Psychological damage: Spirit +1]

...

Take Chen Siwen into the kitchen and sit at the dining table.

Chen Yu was inexplicably relieved.

Before entering the house, he was still afraid.

Afraid of crossing the border, the original mother and sister changed people.

Fortunately, only the social "background" has changed, and nothing else has changed...

"Hurry up and eat, the dishes are getting cold." Mother Chen picked up a piece of spareribs and put them in Chen Yu's bowl.

"Sister, you can eat it too." Chen Yu picked up a piece of minced garlic and put it in Chen Siwen's bowl.

"Brother, you eat first to supplement your nutrition." Chen Siwen picked up a napkin and put it in Chen Yu's bowl.

"You should eat it first." Chen Yu took the mustard.

"You eat first." Chen Siwen took a lighter.

Chen Yu got up, picked up a pot, and was about to smash it on Chen Siwen's bowl.

Not to be outdone, Chen Siwen raised the stool...

"boom!"

Mother Chen slapped the table: "Eat well!!"

...

After some "fighting", Chen Yu regained the feeling of "home".

"really……"

"Nothing has changed."

Chen Yu picked up the rice and chewed it in his mouth, letting the fragrance spread between his lips and teeth. Then swallow it contentedly.

[Eating: Hunger +5; Constitution -1; Health -1...]

Chen Yu: "..., it's still changed..."

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