No Jokes Here Chapter 17

A plate of rice bowls was quickly eaten by Lin Qianan.

After he drank the whole bowl of soup, he felt as if he was full at most.

Although the taste of this restaurant is not the best, it is notoriously large and full. Lin Qian'an can eat a plate on weekdays, but today he felt as if he had just put a pad on his stomach.

Lin Qian'an didn't ask the boss for more rice bowls, but just checked out and left.

He had some guesses in his heart, that his situation was probably caused by cultivating internal strength.

And if he eats more than he used to, he'd better buy those cheap and hungry food. After all, he doesn't have much money left in his pocket now, so he'd better save a little. .

On the way back, Lin Qianan went to the supermarket to buy some pickles, and then went to another restaurant to order two servings of rice.

After returning to the room, he couldn't stop his hunger and started eating rice with pickles.

The two portions of rice were large portions, but Lin Qian'an ate all the dull pickles within fifteen minutes.

Only then did he feel a clear sense of fullness.

"Every time~!"

After burping, Lin Qianan slumped on the chair and slowly drank water.

Except for the rice bowl, this meal actually cost two yuan and fifty cents, which is quite a bargain.

But if he only eats rice and pickles, he might not be able to take it for a long time.

The top priority is to find a way to make money and ensure a normal life.

After thinking about it, Lin Qianan began to write the outline of the new book in the notebook on the phone.

He was originally a writer and made money by writing books.

To ask him to do other things, he may not adapt for a while. Anyway, he has accumulated a lot of material from playing games before, which just happened to be used to write a new book.

After playing the game "Jianghu" for nearly a month, Lin Qian'an already knows it very well.

At this time, writing the outline can be said to be at your fingertips.

Soon, the outline of a martial arts novel called "Tong Zun" was written down by Lin Qian'an.

If you simply write martial arts novels, in today's online literature circle, it will definitely be a dead end.

Therefore, in Lin Qian'an's novel outline, the protagonist is a player who plays a stand-alone game and travels to the game world, so he still has the ability to upgrade and add points in the game world.

With Goldfinger in it, the novel is no longer monotonous.

Moreover, the setting of Lin Qian'an's golden finger is also in line with the situation in the game.

Add a little more plot to it, some interesting characters, and a complete story framework will be built.

When Lin Qian'an finished doing this, he stretched his waist and stood up from the chair.

He opened the curtains and looked out the window, it was already evening.

I looked at the time, it was seven thirteen.

When I came back, it was only three o'clock, and it was actually four hours later.

Lin Qianan touched his stomach, and actually felt a little hungry again.

He shook his head. With such an appetite, it seemed that he still had to get into work as soon as possible.

After dinner in the evening, Lin Qianan went to the Internet cafe and started to write the beginning of his new novel.

As for why I don't write at home, it is because the computer has mutated and no longer has the functions of other computers.

Although Lin Qian'an is a low-level writer, his coding speed is very fast, and the outline of this book is written very smoothly, so he can code more than 3,000 words in an hour.

In just over three hours, Lin Qianan wrote the beginning of ten thousand words.

After writing, he submitted the outline together with the beginning to his editor at Qidian Chinese website, and then got off the plane and returned to his residence.

On the way back to his residence, his cell phone vibrated.

Lin Qianan took out his phone and saw that it was the editor who replied to his message.

Watermelon: How is your condition? Why are you still writing?

Seeing this news, Lin Qianan was silent for a while.

The story of his terminal cancer has been told to the editor and book friends at the end of the last book.

The editor even asked for his medical records and wanted to help him and seek social help.

But he refused.

Advanced stage cancer is basically a mortal disease in this world, and there are few real cures.

He didn't want to torment others at the end of his life.

But now he has found hope to survive, so that's another story.

After thinking about it, Lin Qianan began to organize the words.

My heart is full of peace: I don't know what to do when I'm free. I'm in good shape now, so I want to write something.

Watermelon: Well, I've already read the article, it's not bad, but are you sure you want to post the martial arts category?

My heart is full of peace: it doesn't matter whether the grades are good or bad.

Watermelon: Then I understand, send me a letter and ask me for a signature in 4,000 words.

My heart is full of peace: Thank you.

Watermelon: Live a good life.

 …

When the conversation was over, Lin Qianan couldn't help but sighed in relief.

Although he had a certain degree of certainty, the big stone hanging in his heart fell to the ground after seeing the information that the internal vote passed.

In any case, then he can get the manuscript fee as long as he writes the book, which is very good.

With the source of income, he does not need to pickle vegetables every day to make rice.

Back at the residence, Lin Qianan sat on the bed and began to practice internal skills.

In the Book of Martial Arts, the essence of true qi has been analyzed very thoroughly. No matter what kind of true qi, it is actually a kind of energy extracted by one's own cells.

The stronger the body is, the better the true qi can be strengthened, and the process of extracting the true qi can in turn squeeze the cells, making them gradually stronger.

In fact, this is the truth of any inner strength and mental method in the arena.

Lin Qian'an's internal energy operation route mainly follows the lung meridians. He needs to squeeze the energy of the cancer cells as much as possible. Only in this way can he ensure that he can survive.

Due to the shorter route, Lin Qian'an's qi extraction speed has also been relatively faster.

For ordinary people, doing so will cause some cells to be over-squeezed, and even cause irreversible sequelae.

But Lin Qian'an didn't have these concerns. He even wished that all these cancer cells would die.

Every few more weeks of practicing his inner strength, he could feel his breathing a little easier and the pain in his chest a little less. Because of this, Lin Qianan exercised his wonderful inner strength even more attentively.

Two hours after the exercise, Lin Qian'an withdrew and exhaled, with a happy expression on his face.

In two hours, the true qi in his dantian has grown by at least two or three times, and his chest pain has also been significantly reduced. Cultivating internal energy is indeed a good way to fight cancer.

But then again, judging from the knowledge of internal strength he knew from the "Martial Classics", the amount of true energy in his dantian is at least comparable to that of an ordinary martial artist who has cultivated for more than a month.

And even if he counted the training time during the day, it was actually less than four hours.

He felt that such a terrifying speed of cultivation was mostly caused by the particularity of cancer cells.

It's a pity that this thing can't be controlled, otherwise the bonus to his cultivation of internal skills must be very large.

At this moment, Lin Qianan suddenly wanted to try the effect of True Qi itself.

The "Martial Arts Chapter" in "Martial Arts" summarizes a large number of martial arts techniques, but Lin Qian'an's current infuriating qi has limited skills that he can use. In the end, he chose a small skill about **** from it. Plan to use it.

Lin Qianan pointed his index finger to the roll of paper at the head of the bed, and began to recall the details of that little trick in his mind.

Gather your mind, lift your qi in your stomach, get luck in your arms, and condense your qi in your fingers..

The true energy in his dantian suddenly condensed into a stream, and then quickly shot out along Lin Qian'an's arm muscles and landed on the front of the roll of paper.

With a sound of breaking the air, a small hole about the thickness of a toothpick was poked by the condensed True Qi directly on the roll of paper.

Lin Qianan picked up the roll of paper and looked at it, with a slightly surprised expression on his face.

At this time, the paper roll had been pierced by the condensed True Qi finger force, and all the paper on the surface had been pierced, and even the inner roll itself had an obvious small protrusion.

A roll of paper with a thickness of at least four centimeters can penetrate directly. This kind of power can be said to be the "Wu Jing" that can be called the general outline of the world's martial arts?

Moreover, with his current energy, he can do such a thing. If he becomes a first-class master, wouldn't the penetration power be comparable to a bullet at close range?

However, having said that, attacking directly with True Qi is actually a very stupid way for a martial artist who has not reached the innate level.

First of all, the cultivation base is not innate, and energy cannot be obtained from the heaven and the earth. The true qi is used a little less. Every time a little true qi is extracted, it takes a lot of time to cultivate, and it is impossible to abuse it at all.

Secondly, infuriating energy is a kind of condensed biological energy, once it is separated from the body, it will quickly dissipate. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

The correct way should actually be to attach it to the substance and use it.

This not only saves infuriating energy, but also increases a lot of power.

With this finger down, Lin Qian'an consumed at least half of the True Qi in his body, which was a waste to the extreme.

Lin Qianan then studied the True Qi, and after exhausting the True Qi in his body, he fell into sleep a little tired.

When he woke up the next day, Lin Qianan started to plan his life while eating breakfast.

He was originally a person with a very organized life, but it was only because of cancer that his life became disordered. Now that the disease has been controlled, it should return to normal.

Two hours in the morning, two hours in the evening, four hours in a day, three hours in writing a book, updating 10,000 words every day, and then physical exercise. The way to train the body, "King Kong Fu Mo Gong" can also do it.

Then, it is enough to take an hour every day to practice "King Kong Fu Mo Gong".

As for martial arts, let's practice the stick technique first. After all, the Yaoshan stick is still sitting in the corner to eat ashes, so I will try to get it out for use as soon as possible.

In this regard, it is better to choose a simple stick method.

The one-trick "Knock on the Mountain Stick" is not bad. After all, all you need to do is gather all your true energy into one stick and smash it down.

This simple move is much easier to learn.

Also, it's best to take half an hour every day to go to a nearby street stall or something to see if you can find new stalks.

After all, whether it is to buy the stalk points required for the game, or the special stalk itself, Lin Qianan has a certain demand for stalks, so it is quite necessary to find new stalks.

Chapter end