Name: Du Ruo
Age: 31
Essence: 8.19
Qi: 8.21
Spirit: 8.53
Attribute Point: 0.00
Skill: Xing Yi Quan LV0（39/100）
A morning of practice added a total of 9 points of skill experience, in addition to 0.09 in body attributes. The attribute points had already been evenly distributed by Du Ruo into Essence, Qi, and Spirit.
He did not dare to save up attribute points for a one-time addition. The body is a great treasure vault; Du Ruo only dared to increase them bit by bit. If he increased them too much at once, Du Ruo suspected his body might collapse in an instant.
Currently, Du Ruo's body attributes do not seem high. After all, according to the Panel description, the attributes of an ordinary adult are 8-10 points, which varies from person to person, and Du Ruo's Essence, Qi, and Spirit are at the bottom of the barrel.
However, this does not mean that Du Ruo is a weakling.
Because besides increasing one's physique, there is another greater characteristic of practicing martial arts: digging into one's own potential.
For example, if a normal adult's attribute is 8 points, comparing it to boxing power, an ordinary office worker can hit with 60 kilograms of force, someone doing manual labor can hit with 120 kilograms, someone who exercises long-term can hit with 150 kilograms, and professional boxers who practice five or six hours a day can hit with over 300 kilograms of force.
The Essence, Qi, and Spirit attributes of these people might have some differences, but the general conversion is roughly the same. Du Ruo's martial arts practice is meant to dig out that potential, to better use the body's strength, and to perform heavier, more aggressive strikes with the same physical constitution.
To explain it in simple terms, practicing martial arts can raise the lower limit of the human body, while increasing Essence, Qi, and Spirit attributes can raise the upper limit.
After applying the Medicinal Wine, Du Ruo sat on the chair, watching Mount Huang and resting quietly. Thinking of nothing, doing nothing—clearing his thoughts was the best form of rest.
"Uncle~ Maternal Grandmother says breakfast will be ready soon and told you to come and eat."
Just as Du Ruo was lying there comfortably, his niece Huang Ya Mei ran out from the house, stood behind him, and shouted loudly at Du Ruo. The Golden Retriever followed behind her, wagging its tail incessantly.
Ever since Du Ruo gave the toy to Huang Ya Mei last time, she had become closer to him, at least losing the curiosity and avoidance she had when they first met.
"Ya Ya is here. Who brought you over?"
Du Ruo saw Huang Ya Mei, smiled and greeted her, then rose from the chair and headed toward the house. As he passed by Huang Ya Mei, he reached out and rubbed her little head, flattening the bun hairstyle she had tied up.
"Dad brought me. It's a holiday today, so he let Maternal Grandmother take care of me. Dad has already gone back. Uncle, you smell stinky."
Huang Ya Mei looked at Du Ruo, frowning. As soon as Du Ruo's palm left her head, she immediately used her small hands to fix the bun on top of her head.
"Hehe, alright. Ya Ya, go tell Maternal Grandmother that Uncle will go up to take a shower and then come down for breakfast. After breakfast, Uncle will take you out to play."
Du Ruo smiled. He also felt a bit uncomfortable; he had applied Medicinal Wine in the morning and had sweated a bit, making him feel sticky, and there was also the fishy smell of the Snake Wine. It was no wonder Huang Ya Mei said he smelled.
Du Ruo took the small bottle of Medicinal Wine upstairs and looked at it carefully. He had used about one liang of the wine in the morning. If he used it again at night, a two-jin bottle of Medicinal Wine would only last about ten days.
"Tsk... five hundred a day. Martial arts really isn't something an ordinary person can afford to consume."
Du Ruo couldn't help but frown. An expense of fifteen thousand a month was truly not something an ordinary person could bear, but after experiencing the effects of the Medicinal Wine, Du Ruo was reluctant to give up the benefits it brought.
"How about..."
Du Ruo thought of Xiang Yuanyuan's enchanting back, and his heart couldn't help but stir. If it meant he could use Tiger Bone Wine every day, he would even be willing to marry a woman like Xiang Yuanyuan.
Du Ruo teased himself internally and went to the bathroom to wash up.
He was already over thirty this year, and he understood one truth even more clearly: do not fantasize about pies falling from the sky; everything still depends on oneself.
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"Ya Ya, what do you usually play?"
After finishing breakfast, Du Ruo took over the task of looking after Ya Ya from Mom. He quite liked this little niece, and since he had nothing to do anyway, taking care of a child wasn't bad.
"I go to the village with Mao Mao to find other dogs to play with."
Huang Ya Mei grabbed Mao Mao by the neck. She had grown up alongside this Golden Retriever, and this dog had spent the most time with her. Usually, except for when she was at school, the girl and the dog were almost inseparable.
"What's fun about playing with dogs? How about we go fishing?"
Du Ruo didn't want to take Ya Ya running around the village following a pack of dogs. His eyes darted around, and seeing the fishing gear bag placed behind the door, he immediately had an idea.
"Fish? Good, good! If we catch fish, we can eat fish for lunch."
Ya Ya seemed to think of the taste of fish, her eyes shining as she looked at Du Ruo in anticipation.
"This little one really loves eating fish."
Du Ruo looked at Ya Ya's eyes lighting up at the mention of fish, and he couldn't refuse her now.
"Let's go, off to fish."
He rummaged through the fishing gear bag; all the tools were complete. Du Ruo's Dad, Du Jianting, also quite liked fishing, and this bag was one his Dad often used. However, it didn't matter if Du Ruo used it for a bit. He found a sun hat for Ya Ya, waved his hand, and they set off toward the small river at the entrance of the village.
There was a large tree by the small river there, which was perfect for fishing in the shade in this kind of weather.
This small river held many happy memories of Du Ruo's childhood. When he was small, he would catch fish and shrimp; when he was older, he would fish and swim. Both the river and the tree were part of those memories.
"Your mom said last time that you got a fish bone stuck in your throat?"
Once Du Ruo had everything set up, he started chatting with Ya Ya. He always felt that this little niece was particularly well-behaved, fitting the image of what a child should be in his mind.
"Yeah, I went to the hospital. The doctor took a long tube, put it in from here, and pulled the fish bone out."
Ya Ya kept her eyes fixed on the float, telling Du Ruo about her experience with the fish bone, and even gesturing with her hands for fear that Du Ruo wouldn't understand.
"Then aren't you afraid of getting another fish bone stuck? You still dare to eat fish?"
Du Ruo expressed his confusion. Listening to Ya Ya, he knew that getting a fish bone stuck was definitely not a good experience.
"I'm afraid, but I'll be very careful. Last time it was just because I wasn't paying attention, but next time it won't happen. Besides, I have money."
Ya Ya frowned, clearly looking fearful, but she seemed to gain confidence by the end.
"What does that have to do with money?"
"My mom said it cost two hundred yuan to go to the hospital to get the fish bone out last time, and told me to eat less fish. I have money now. Last time I went to Grandma's house, Grandma gave me two hundred yuan. If I get a fish bone stuck again, I can pay for it myself."
Ya Ya turned to look at Du Ruo, speaking in all seriousness, as if those two hundred yuan were her source of confidence.
"……"
Du Ruo was speechless for a moment. Just how much does this little one love eating fish?
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