Chapter 11 Physical Exercise
His physical condition was still too poor. After exercising for only a few minutes, Zheng Wudi was already panting heavily, looking like a slow-moving fan blowing hot air.
There's nothing I can do; once I start working, I just don't feel like exercising.
After get off work, all I want to do is lie down, not think about anything, and not want to do anything.
The result is that this has backfired spectacularly.
I wonder when I'll be able to be as versatile as the elderly folks in the park.
"Just hang in there a little longer, I'll be able to rest soon. Just a few more minutes." Zheng Wudi knew what kind of useless person he was right now, so he had already set a 15-minute exercise routine for himself, followed by a short rest before continuing to exercise. Otherwise, too much exercise might affect his ability to collect treasure chests during the day.
Huff... huff... huff... it's finally over. Zheng Wudi was dragged around a few times before finally collapsing to the ground.
I'm so tired. I don't even realize how useless I am until I push myself.
You still need to exercise more, so that even if you encounter someone you can't beat, you can run fast.
After resting well, Zheng Wudi went back to his tent to wash up a bit before heading out for breakfast.
Zheng Wudi could already smell the aroma of the xiaolongbao (soup dumplings).
Although I've only been in the game for a day, it feels like a long time has passed.
Now, whenever she smells xiaolongbao (soup dumplings), her mouth waters uncontrollably, and it's definitely not because she's greedy.
Zheng Wudi quickly packed up the things in the tent. It was getting late, so he could put the tent away. After eating, he would start racking up his mileage.
Zheng Wudi packed up his sleeping bag, walked outside the tent, and pressed a button on the tent frame. The tent then automatically folded up.
What a convenient tent!
Zheng Quansheng had already taken the steamed buns out of the pot and spread them out to cool so that Zheng Wudi wouldn't get burned.
Life in this game is quite comfortable.
Zheng Wudi entered the game and only had a rough time at the beginning; now he's living a life where food is served to him.
Besides collecting supplies and accumulating mileage, everything else was handled by her all-around good assistant, Zheng Quansheng.
Even the matters of supplies and mileage didn't require Zheng Wudi to worry about much.
Zheng Wudi opened his mouth and ate one small steamed bun at a time, and soon all ten steamed buns disappeared.
Perhaps she had overexerted herself with exercise, or perhaps she was a little hungry.
I'm too lazy to bother with all that, I'll just grab a steamed bun and eat it.
Zheng Quansheng's voice changed slightly, as if he felt a little guilty for not estimating his master's appetite. He said, "Master, it's all my fault. I didn't estimate the amount of breakfast properly and didn't let you eat your fill. Please punish me, Master."
Zheng Wudi comforted him, saying, "How is this your fault? I'm the one who asked you to heat up the xiaolongbao. You were just listening to me, what's wrong with that? But didn't I tell you not to call me master before? Just call me by my name, no need for any honorifics. Remember, if you do this again, I'll have to give you a serious scolding." After saying that, he reached out and patted Zheng Quansheng's head, who was still squatting on the ground, to comfort him.
Zheng Quansheng's eyes glowed red, and he said gently, "Master, no, Invincible, you are so good."
Zheng Wudi ate half a steamed bun, patted the crumbs off his hands, and checked the time on the light screen. It was eight o'clock; he could start today's schedule.
It wasn't because she was diligent; it was simply that the world was too magical, and she didn't dare gamble with her life.
Besides, it's already quite bright outside, and there are no phones to play on, so I'm the only real player in the game.
Perhaps Zheng Wudi's frustrated expression was too obvious, because Zheng Quansheng spoke up: "Wudi, do you want to listen to a song?"
Zheng Wudi snapped out of his melancholy mood, thought for a moment, and said, "Life is so dreary, let's listen to some cheerful songs! How about 'Good Luck'?"
Good luck, wishing you good luck!
Good luck and may you be filled with joy!
...
Zheng Wudi sat on his throne, and Zheng Quansheng cleaned up the traces of the fire.
The two of them, one on foot and the other on an electric bicycle, embarked on a journey from which there was no turning back.
With no treasure chests to collect, the two, hearing the word "Good Luck," sped along, quickly covering fifteen kilometers before the refresh time arrived.
[It's 8:30 AM now. The treasure chests have refreshed. Good luck to all players!]