"Indeed, the improvement on the first day is most significant, as it only requires upgrading from sub-health to a healthy state, while curing internal injuries and adverse symptoms."
Wang Ye pinched his chin, pondering, "By the second day, the growth in physique will gradually slow down because it's necessary to elevate the upper limit from the existing foundation."
Immediately.
He summoned the attribute panel.
[Body: 1.3]
[Divine: 0.6]
[Evolution Level: 12.0]
[Continuing evolution, the evolution level increases by one point every day.]
"My physique has increased by 0.2... my current strength should be much higher than that of a normal adult male."
Wang Ye clenched his fist.
He felt his strength was inflating too rapidly.
Just the day before yesterday, it was 0.6, and now it's already 1.3, more than double.
The daily surge in strength made him feel a bit out of control of his body.
Additionally, besides the 'Body' attribute, the 'Divine' attribute was also growing slowly at a rate of 0.1 per day. As for this attribute's growth, Wang Ye could hardly sense any significant changes in his thoughts or will. He planned to consider its impact on him once it grew to the range of a normal person.
"However, this time the evolution is still similar to after the first evolution, resulting in unbearable hunger, though the symptoms of hypoglycemia are slightly lighter."
Wang Ye went to the fridge in the living room and fetched yesterday's leftovers.
He microwaved them a bit, settling with a few bites.
Then he dressed in sportswear and headed out. At the riverside, on a rubber track, he alternated between Walking and Running, working out for about an hour.
The skill level of Walking and Running had varying degrees of improvement.
Especially the Walking Skill, after two days of training, it was close to upgrading from lv4 to lv5.
Until the time on his wristwatch reached eleven forty.
Wang Ye stopped exercising and went towards the place where his parents lived.
He jogged all the way so as not to waste the opportunity for exercise.
He ran about two to three kilometers,
to a residential building in the old town, covered with climbing vines.
Then he climbed to the third floor along the stairs and knocked on the door.
Wang Ye's mother opened the door and brought him inside.
Just at this time, the dishes were being served, still steaming with fragrance.
There were mushroom stew chicken, stir-fried beef, steamed pork with rice flour, steamed fish, shrimp with scrambled eggs, boiled vegetables, and various meat and vegetarian dishes...
Compared to the two simple dishes Wang Ye made himself yesterday.
This table full of dishes was unbelievably rich.
Wang Ye returned home, showing no restraint, he took the bowl of white rice just filled and pressed flat by his mother, then went to the table and started to eat.
In the middle of his meal, his mother scooped him a bowl of savory chicken soup and placed it beside him.
At the dining table.
His mother suddenly asked:
"Xiao Ye, have you lost weight?"
Chewing the food in his mouth, Wang Ye nodded, not denying, "Probably, I've been Running and losing weight these past two days, and I've lost quite a bit of weight."
"You've lost weight too quickly, won't it harm your body?" Though his mother said this, her eyes couldn't hide the envy.
As a woman, regardless of age, it's in their nature to love beauty.
Wang Ye's mother was no exception.
When she was young, her figure was very standard, but since giving birth to Wang Ye, her figure began to deteriorate over the years, accumulating rolls of fat around her waist.
No matter how much she dieted and exercised, she couldn't slim down.
Now seeing Wang Ye lose so much weight in just two days, even the muscle lines on his arms outside his short sleeves were faintly visible, she was naturally envious.
His father interjected, "Not only do you need to lose weight, but remember to exercise your muscles more; you can't be too thin in a sickly way."
"Got it." Wang Ye nodded.
"Your cousin was a Second-level Athlete, now working as a PE teacher at a primary school on Jiuxiang Street. You can ask him for advice on scientific exercise anytime, don't be shy to speak up." His father took a sip of baijiu.
Wang Ye was amused and helpless, just lowered his head and continued eating, without saying anything further.
...
After the meal.
Wang Ye sat in the house, chatting with the old couple for the entire afternoon.
From uncles and aunts to nieces and nephews, from street corners to alleyways, he talked about many mundane life events that he previously disdained to care about.
Several times, Wang Ye wanted to seize the opportunity in conversation to reveal his decision to resign.
But he struggled to express it,
hesitating multiple times.
He knew that expressing this decision would surely cause the couple to worry about him.
Now, as a man nearing thirty, his career was of utmost importance.
Moreover, he also had to prepare for starting a family, having children, nurturing offspring, and supporting his parents. These overwhelming pressures felt like an invisible weight pressing down on his back.
Almost no one chooses to resign from a stable job to enjoy life at the age of thirty.
Except for the second-generation rich.
Though Wang Ye wasn't a second-generation rich, he personally experienced a near-death sensation of fainting from overwork a few days ago.
During these days of evolution, he glimpsed a life spectacle that he had never seen in the first half of his life.
He no longer wished to return to that cramped, oppressive office to deal with the mountain of projects.
As Wang Ye leaned on the sofa, watching TV, his brows inadvertently furrowing.
Sitting beside him, his mother, sewing old clothes, raised her eyes and asked:
"Xiao Ye, are you planning to resign?"
"How do you know?" Wang Ye straightened up from his leaning position, surprised.
"I've raised you for over twenty years, can't I guess something like this?"
His mother shook her head, "If you want to relax, just relax, your dad and I aren't short of money for now. Take advantage of your youth and see more of the outside scenery, it's not a bad thing."
His father, swiping short videos beside them, also added, "I discussed with your mom last night. More than making money, your health and wellbeing are most important. For the sake of worldly possessions, ruining your health isn't worthwhile. As they say, health is the true capital of revolution, remember that well."
Wang Ye suddenly felt a bit nasal congestion; indeed, no matter when, family was his most solid backing.
After a brief moment of emotion, a feeling of indescribable relaxation filled his heart.
It's as if the burden on his shoulders and the stone basket on his back had suddenly been lifted off.
But Wang Ye knew, responsibility wouldn't disappear; it would just transfer.
To support his family sooner and share the pressure of his parents,
Wang Ye must quickly understand his system, strengthen his physique and skills,
and see where his limits truly were.
In the evening, Wang Ye remained at his parents' house, finishing off the leftover dishes from lunch. After helping wash half the dishes, he bid farewell and left.
He arrived at the running track by the river and set off at a sprint, running vigorously for an hour and a half.
When he completely exhausted his energy and picked up his phone to check, it had already been twelve kilometers.
The elapsed time was an hour and twenty-five minutes.
The pace was about seven minutes per kilometer.
This long-distance running pace was equivalent to the level of a month or more of systematic training for ordinary people.
[You practiced Running, gained insights, and increased skill level by 26.5%.]
[Your Running Skill level is full, upgraded from lv1 to lv2.]
[Running lv2 (5.5%)]