I'm a body cultivator, so it's normal for me to destroy a star with one punch, right?

Chapter 60 What kind of poop can you still eat?
Jiang He fell silent for a moment.

A strange murderous intent stirred within him.

He picked up a piece of grilled fish and shouted at the owner, "Boss, this grilled fish is too salty today. Next time you come, you'd better grill it better for me!"

The boss wiped away his tears and shouted, "Alright!"

"Ding!"

"A balanced diet can increase your strength by 10kg."

After having a late-night snack.

Jiang He swiped 2 yuan for the shop owner, who insisted on returning it. Jiang He then said, "Didn't you say before that three old men from a mental hospital owed you a lot of money?"

“Those are my three older brothers. They’re not very bright, so please don’t mind… Just deduct the money from here.”

"Keep the rest here."

“Whenever I come to eat here, you can keep track of the bill. When the money runs out, let me know and I will renew it... If you really refund the money, then I will never come here again.”

Speaking of it.

Jiang He paused for a moment, then laughed and said, "At worst, I'll kill those bastards from the Heavenly Demon Sect again next time, and you can treat me to another grilled fish!"

On the way back to the hospital.

For some reason, Jiang He felt a heavy weight in his heart.

It felt as if a stone was pressing on my heart.

He took out his phone and searched for information about the Heavenly Demon Sect's misdeeds...

"A demon... how could it have been jumping around for so long?"

Jiang He was filled with doubt.

The martial arts of the Great Xia Dynasty have developed over several decades, producing many masters.

Especially in the early stages of the spiritual revival.

It is said that there were many "opportunities" at that time, and many people may have become top masters overnight.

In addition, there are some "ancient martial arts masters" who persisted in practicing martial arts before the spiritual energy was restored. After the spiritual energy was restored, they made great progress and achieved great success in a short period of time!

Are none of these big shots going to make a move?

He put away his phone, secretly making up his mind, and said, "What gods, gods, elders, protectors, holy lords, I'll crush them all!"

Return to the ward.

Unable to sleep, Jiang He turned on his computer and continued practicing the [Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique].

Since the Great Sage Fist is difficult.

Let's start with the simpler one.

Having mastered the [Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique], I now have a trump card... I'll slowly work my way up to the [Great Sage Fist].

unconsciously.

It was daylight outside.

After washing up, Jiang He noticed that Wei Jian was either unconscious or asleep, so he quietly left the house with his sword on his back, intending to go for a morning run first.

…………

Room 403.

"Old Huang... Old Huang!"

"Jiang He has gone out."

"Quick, keep up..."

Room 405.

"Quick... those two old bastards went out with Jiang He!"

"Follow up quickly!"

…………

"what?"

Jiang He, carrying a knife on his back, jogged slowly around the inpatient building.

He glanced back and said in surprise, "These are... some of the newly admitted patients from wards 403 and 405 next door? I didn't expect them to be so disciplined, coming for a morning run too?"

Besides.

And Dean An.

Dean An usually has a habit of exercising in the morning, but it's not a morning run; he just plays around with the equipment next to the inpatient building.

Looking at Jiang He and the others, Dean An nodded with satisfaction.

I couldn't help but think, "No wonder they live in VIP wards, their lives are all about self-discipline."

As patients from room 403 passed by, Dean An called out, "Are you Lao Huang and Lao Zhang? Keep exercising; a strong physique is the key to fighting illness..."

I ran two laps.

"Ding!"

"Reasonable exercise, strength +10Kg." The system notification sounded in my mind.

The river stopped flowing.

behind him.

Old Huang and Old Zhang from 403 also stopped.

The two veteran sixth-rank officials were momentarily at a loss when they saw Jiang He turn around and walk towards them...

"quick!"

"He's coming over... Old Zhang, how should you greet a mental patient?"

behind them.

The four people in room 405 also looked nervous.

They stared intently at the two "patients" in room 403, one of them whispering, "Everyone keep a close eye on them... If those two old guys dare to make a move, we must take them down immediately!"

"We must ensure the safety of the river... but we can't let it affect the other people in the hospital!"

Jiang He was unaware of all this.

He felt that since they were "neighbors" and everyone liked "morning runs," it was the least he could do to greet each other when they met. So he stepped forward and said, "Hello, I'm Jiang He from room 404. You two must be from room 403, right?"

talking.

Stretched out his hand.

Originally feeling somewhat helpless and afraid of being exposed, Lao Huang suddenly remembered a mentally ill old man he had met the day before. The old man seemed normal, but when he was chatting with you, he would try every means to give you an injection.

then……

Old Huang also extended his hand.

He shook hands with Jiang He, grinned foolishly, and said, "Little brother, you look very young. It's fate that we met. Let's keep in touch... If you don't mind, I can give you an injection."

"........."

Damn it!
Another old glass freak?
Jiang He has developed an aversion to the word "injection" because of Lao Wang's influence. He almost vomited and quickly pulled his hand back, then punched Lao Wang with a "bang"!

"Ding!"

"You have survived a battle, strength +10kg."

Caught off guard, Lao Huang was punched, and his internal energy almost exploded. Lao Zhang quickly grabbed Lao Huang's hand, gave him a look, and shook his head.

Behind.

The four "patients" in room 405 were on high alert, looking as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Huh?
Jiang He was stunned.

【fighting】?
It's already been swiped?

This old glass... is actually a martial artist?
He was about to ask when—

"Hey hey!"

Dean An rushed over and scolded, "What are you doing? What are you doing... Jiang He, why are you hitting someone?"

"Humph!"

Jiang He snorted coldly, offering no explanation.

"Old Huang... are you alright?"

Dean An then looked at Old Huang, who glared angrily at Jiang He and said, "I'm fine!"

"What are you looking at?"

Jiang He made a gesture as if he were gouging out an eyeball, and cursed, "You old dog, if you look again I'll gouge out your dog baskets!"

"No, no, no!"

As the dean.

How can you just stand by and watch your patients argue and fight?
Moreover, Jiang He can even kill martial arts masters. If he falls ill and gets crippled by these people, wouldn't the hospital be sued into bankruptcy?
His eyes darted around, and he quickly said, "Everyone, calm down... It's almost breakfast time. I'll give you a question to test your IQ."

Jiang He sneered: "This bunch of lunatics dare to compare their IQs with mine... Dean, give me the question!"

Old Huang was punched for no reason and looked down upon, so he was furious. Although the law enforcement team was there, he couldn't fight back, but he could still get revenge with his intelligence. He immediately rolled up his sleeves and said, "Give me a question!"

Several "patients" from room 405 also gathered around.

They looked on with curiosity.

I've often heard that mental hospitals give out tests to assess patients' mental state and recovery, but I never imagined I'd have the chance to witness it firsthand today.

Seeing that the conflict had shifted, Dean An immediately chuckled and said, "What kind of thing can you eat after it's come out of your butt?"

"egg!"

Jiang He blurted out.

"How could an IQ test be this easy?"

Old Huang sneered, glanced disdainfully at Jiang He, and then said confidently, "I guess... it's enoki mushrooms!"

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