Only I Have the Law: A Fantasy Daily Life

Chapter 77 Have you become more handsome? (Seeking first subscription)

Chen Baiyu slept exceptionally soundly.

He didn't dream; he didn't open his eyes until his phone alarm rang precisely at 6:30.

He had never felt so refreshed.

There wasn't even the slightest bit of morning grumpiness.

His quadruple physique also significantly improved his sleep quality, allowing him to easily replenish his energy in just a few hours.

Nevertheless, spending several hours each day still feels like a waste.

Chen Baiyu wanted a more efficient way to rest.

Or perhaps they might simply give up on rest altogether.

In this way, by eliminating sleep, he could be said to have lived a third longer than others, which is also a way of increasing lifespan.

This was not a wild idea of ​​his.

Rather, as he approached level five and was about to truly witness more of the system's wonders, he inevitably wanted to imagine the future.

I just broadened my thinking a little.

Before directly fantasizing about achieving immortality, it seems more reasonable and possible to imagine using higher rest efficiency to gain extra sleep time, thereby indirectly extending life.

While pondering, Chen Baiyu had already finished washing up.

He first went to visit Bai Jin at the Wangwang Pet Hospital near the community.

After seeing him, Platinum's tail wagged even more enthusiastically than yesterday. The vet said it was recovering well and the bandages should be removed the day after tomorrow.

Chen Baiyu was relieved.

They fed him some more chicken jerky before leaving.

I grabbed a shared bike nearby and headed to the sports center.

The morning breeze was a bit cool, but it felt nice on my face. The aroma of steamed buns and fried dough sticks wafted from the breakfast shops along the roadside. Early risers strolled along at a leisurely pace, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.

Chen Baiyu pedaled her bicycle a little faster than usual, but didn't feel any strain at all.

I felt light and agile, and my mood improved as a result.

He even couldn't help but hum along:
"Langligelang, langligelang, the sunny day is so beautiful, red flowers and green grass, I run forward happily, having traversed countless green hills, I am still young~"

When we arrived at the city sports center, it was already past seven in the morning. The square was already packed with people, and participants wearing matching competition T-shirts could be seen everywhere. There were also volunteers holding up advertising boards to give directions.

Chen Baiyu followed the crowd to the supplies distribution area and quickly received a number (No. 0888) by showing her ID card.

This number is quite good, at least for most Chinese people. If it were converted into a license plate, it could even fetch a good price.

And looking at the number that happened to be 888.

He felt as if he could hear the echo of good fortune.

Perhaps, everything will go smoothly from now on.

This includes, but is not limited to, upgrading to level five, subsequent job changes, and even the extraordinary life that follows.

He liked this good omen.

Not to mention that he has already witnessed the existence of the extraordinary through the system, he will inevitably have more faith in such superstitious things.

Even in the past, he liked good omens.

This will make people feel happy.

Otherwise, why would he have chosen Suining, a city with a beautiful name, if he didn't want to slink home after being scammed by a shady real estate agent in Chengdu?

May everything go smoothly and peacefully.

This is the lifelong dream of so many people.

While pondering, Chen Baiyu picked up her race pack and a blue quick-drying T-shirt, and then affixed her emergency contact information to her race number as required.

Next, athletes will go to the staff for check-in, which means reporting and registering relevant information.

Once everything is finished.

With about half an hour to go before the scheduled 8:30 am meeting time for the competition, he heard someone next to him say, "There's a performance in the square ahead, let's go check it out," so he followed them toward the square. The entire way was lined with temporary stalls set up by vendors.

There were vendors selling fitness trackers, giving away free energy bars, and a beverage brand had set up a small stage where a host was interacting with customers, shouting slogans like "Drink XX, run faster!" It was quite a lively scene.

As he approached the plaza entrance, someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder from behind: "Chen Baiyu? It really is you!"

Chen Baiyu turned around and saw a tall boy wearing a black tracksuit.

He had a buzz cut and clearly defined muscles in his arms.

This is Zhao Lei, the president of his university's grappling club.

The two lost contact after graduation.

"Zhao Lei?"

Chen Baiyu was a little surprised to see Zhao Lei here.

It was not unexpected that Zhao Lei would run a marathon; in fact, the president of the company is in excellent physical condition, so it is not surprising that he would appear at such a marathon event.

What surprised him was how this guy ended up in Sichuan.
When I was studying at university in the Jiangnan area, I never heard that Zhao Lei's hometown was in the Sichuan-Chongqing area.

What are you doing in Suining?

Chen Baiyu couldn't help but ask the question, and reached out to shake hands with Zhao Lei. The other man's palm was still as thick as it had been in college, covered with calluses from practicing grappling.

Zhao Lei patted his arm with a smile, his tone tinged with pride: "After graduating, I went home for a visit. My dad said that a close relative in Chengdu wanted to open a martial arts school and asked if I wanted to be the one to lead it. I've always loved this, so I just came over. Now I've opened a 'Leiyang Qinna School' in Chengdu. It's not big, but there are quite a few students. Especially on weekends, kids and working professionals all come to practice."

He pointed to the other side of the square.

Chen Baiyu looked over and saw a group of young people in white training uniforms warming up. Their movements were barely uniform, but they were full of energy.

"The organizers of the Suining Marathon approached me and said they wanted to add a martial arts performance segment, so I brought more than a dozen students with me. It's a win-win situation: we can show our faces and advertise our martial arts school."

As Zhao Lei spoke, he couldn't help but smile.

"Wow, Lei-ge, you've opened a restaurant and become a boss."

Chen Baiyu nodded, genuinely impressed.

During his university years, Zhao Lei frequently won awards in various competitions thanks to his grappling skills, and now he has built a successful career based on them.

“I still have to rely on my family for help.” Zhao Lei scratched his head, his tone softening a bit. “At first, I was completely clueless about finding a venue and getting licenses. My relatives in Chengdu helped me run around and introduced a lot of old students to support me. Now things are slowly getting on track. Last month, we even partnered with the school to open an after-school grappling interest class, and the response has been pretty good.”

The two walked into the square while talking.

As they passed backstage at the performance area, several students in practice clothes saw Zhao Lei and greeted him with smiles, calling him "Coach Zhao" or "Deputy Director Zhao".

Zhao Lei waved to them, then turned to Chen Baiyu and said, "What are you busy with right now? Why do you look so...handsome?"

He pondered for a long time.

Zhao Lei could only manage to utter this one word.

It's not that he's bad at academics; in fact, he got into university through his academic achievements.

He felt he couldn't find the right words to describe Chen Baiyu's changes, as if no words were qualified to describe them.

"Haven't I always been like this?"

"You didn't pick up any regional fetishes after coming to Chengdu, did you?"

Chen Baiyu said jokingly.

Although she was secretly pleased, she still deliberately took two steps back and pretended to be afraid of gay men.

Take a closer look at Zhao Lei. He has a buzz cut and a round face. The only thing missing from the stereotypical image of a gay man is a full beard, plus a muscular physique.

Zhao Lei rolled his eyes at him.

He then looked Chen Baiyu up and down and said seriously:

"To be precise, you seem to have an inexplicable air of confidence about you right now? When I look at you, I subconsciously feel inferior."

"Look at the girls in my grappling class, they're all staring at you now."

(End of this chapter)