My Girlfriend Who Develops Through Development

Not only that, in addition to the searing pain, Lin Mo also felt his muscle structure being forcibly destroyed by a force, as if he had been smashed hard by an iron hammer.

"hiss!"

Inside the room, gasps of shock echoed through the room.

A dozen seconds later, Lin Mo's clothes were completely soaked with sweat. Just when he was about to give in, the excruciating pain in his hand suddenly disappeared.

Then, a cool sensation spread across my hands.

If Lin Mo's hands were like parched earth, then this cool sensation was like sweet rain.

The intense pleasure that penetrated to his very bones made him involuntarily let out a low moan, which lasted for about half a minute.

When everything calmed down, Lin Mo slowly opened his eyes and was stunned when he saw his hands.

This……

At this moment, his hands were covered with a layer of black, sticky substance that emitted a pungent stench.

As the saying goes, curiosity killed the cat; that's absolutely true!

Lin Mo was very curious about the black substance on his hand, so he raised his hand and smelled it.

Good heavens, I was almost carried away on the spot!

He suppressed his overwhelming nausea and jogged into the bathroom.

It took almost an hour of washing before the odor on my hands finally disappeared.

Bathed in the bathroom light, his hands looked completely different from before. His skin was as white as jade, as if it had been filtered with a level 10 beauty filter. His knuckles were very clear, and his ten fingers were exceptionally long.

"This is so delicate!"

Lin Mo stared at his hands, his eyes filled with disbelief. The change in his hands could be best described in four words.

Reborn!

After taking a shower and returning to his room, Lin Mo immediately began testing the passive skill "Miraculous Hands".

The solution is simple: write!

The moment he gripped the pen, he felt something different from usual. He pulled out a Chinese language test paper and quickly began copying it.

This writing took nearly half an hour.

The moment Lin Mo put down his pen, he couldn't suppress the amazement in his eyes.

The draft paper was filled with two pages of text. At first glance, it looked quite normal, with ordinary but neat handwriting.

Looking further, each character undergoes subtle changes, a phenomenon that persists until the very last character on the second page of the draft paper.

The last line of characters on the second page of the draft paper is not just neat; it should be described as a combination of regular script and running script.

Neatness and elegance, a perfect balance!

If he hadn't experienced it firsthand, Lin Mo would never have believed that he could write such artistic characters.

"A masterful touch? Interesting..."

Because he hadn't slept enough the night before, after studying the changes in his hands for a while, Lin Mo couldn't stay awake any longer. He set his alarm, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep in less than half a minute.

At six o'clock in the morning, the alarm clock on the bedside table rang out shrilly.

Lin Mo rubbed his sore eyes and groggily began to get dressed. The cool water splashed on his face, and the lingering sleepiness receded like the tide.

I ran around the neighborhood for about half an hour.

Lin Mo wiped his sweat, casually draped a towel around his neck, and sat on the stone bench downstairs for a few minutes. After his breathing calmed down, he was about to go upstairs when a frail voice suddenly came from his right.

"Young man, wait a minute."

A man in his sixties walked towards me from about ten meters away.

"Grandpa, are you calling me?"

"Yes, just you."

The old man, wearing a vest and shorts, with a dignified air about him, approached Lin Mo and asked with curiosity, "It's not common to see young people getting up early to run these days. I thought you'd only be enthusiastic for a short time, but I've been running into you every day. Not bad, keep it up."

"Grandpa, you flatter me."

Lin Mo smiled modestly, "Isn't that how all young people are?"

The old man looked helpless. “My grandson is about your age. High school is already stressful, but he’s the opposite. As soon as he gets home from school, he’s glued to his phone playing games. He doesn’t go to bed until after midnight, and he’s so lazy in the morning that you can’t wake him up until the very last minute. If this continues, he’ll be ruined!”

"Grandpa, this won't do!"

Lin Mo's expression was serious. "At my age, I'm at the peak of my learning ability. It's absolutely unacceptable to slack off."

"A strong youth makes a strong nation. As the successors of society, diligence and a love of learning are the most basic qualities of our generation."

"We should use our youthful spirit to protect our motherland and help it achieve a prosperous future, living up to our youthful potential!"

The old man pondered Lin Mo's words, and a gleam gradually appeared in his cloudy eyes. "Good, well said!"

Lin Mo's voice continued, "Grandpa, to be honest, I get up at 5:30 every morning, first review my lessons for half an hour, then go downstairs for a half-hour morning run, and then go home to make breakfast for my mother. I usually do the housework like washing clothes and mopping the floor, and I rarely let my mother get involved."

"Blindly indulging them is not necessarily a good thing. They should be toughened up, their muscles and bones strained, their bodies starved, their bodies empty, and their actions disrupted, so as to strengthen their resolve, patience, and increase their abilities."

The intense competition in this neighborhood...

Let's start with him!

"Makes sense!"

The old man seemed to have made up his mind. He patted Lin Mo on the shoulder and said, "Young friend, your words have enlightened me. From today onwards, I will hold my grandson to your standards, and no one can persuade me otherwise!"

A smile flickered in Lin Mo's eyes. "I believe that under your guidance, your grandson will undergo a tremendous transformation."

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore."

The old man hurried away, but after taking only a few steps, he turned back and asked, "Young friend, I see you're wearing the No. 2 Middle School uniform. My grandson is also a student at No. 2 Middle School. His name is Sun Zhouyu. What's your name? That way, I can have that brat thank you in person."

"cough--"

Lin Mo staggered, his expression turning extremely strange.

What a coincidence?

He only wanted to compete in the internal competition, nothing more. He never expected that the old man's grandson would also be a student at No. 2 Middle School. Since that's the case, then there's nothing he can do...

"Little friend? Little friend?"

"Grandpa, my name is Gu Fan, you're welcome."

…………

"If you don't catch fish with the first net, you don't catch fish with the second net, but you'll catch fish with the third net..."

Lin Shu came out of the kitchen with breakfast and saw her son bending down to change his shoes while humming a little tune. She couldn't help but laugh. "Xiao Mo, you seem to be in a good mood. If you have something happy to share, remember to share it with your mother."

"It's nothing."

"Then why are you so happy?"

"I accidentally did a good deed while I was jogging downstairs just now."

"What good thing?"

"Want to know?"

"think."

"What a beautiful thought."

Lin Shu's smile froze on the spot, but returned to normal in less than three seconds. "Xiao Mo, come sit down and eat. Mom will fry you an egg."

"..."

Lin Mo sprinted to his mother's side and hugged her legs tightly. "Son won't be naughty anymore."

"Is it wrong?"

"wrong."

"Didn't you eat? Speak louder!"

"Mom, I really haven't eaten..."

"Ok?"

"wrong!"

The mother and son were already used to this kind of playful banter.

After dinner, Lin Mo returned to his room to continue studying.

The early bird catches the worm, and today's tasks are relatively easy compared to yesterday.

One set of past exam papers each in the morning, afternoon, and evening.

Time always flies when you're fully focused on something.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Mo's stomach began to rumble, and he realized that it was almost one o'clock in the afternoon.

Upon entering the living room, he immediately spotted the note left by his mother.

There's food in the fridge, I can just heat it up and eat. Mom's busy with work, she probably won't be home until evening. Study hard at home, good luck!

Sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating Lin Mo's facial features, and a resolute glint flashed in his dark eyes.

"Mom, your son will definitely become excellent as soon as possible and bring you home..."

Studying is tough and tedious, but perseverance is key.

Heaven will not favor anyone who reaps without sowing, nor will it let down anyone who strives hard.

Only by doing what others cannot can you achieve what others cannot achieve!

Although Lin Mo obtained the development system, it was also inseparable from his own efforts. In just over twenty days, the test papers he had completed on the right side of his computer desk had piled up like a small mountain.

With this effort alone, even without the system, his grades would still improve, just not to the level they are now.

As the sun sets and dusk falls, the wind rustles through the treetops.

Lin Mo was drawn to the pale orange light on the exam paper, and his gaze drifted out the window, where the fiery clouds on the distant horizon were blown by the wind into streaks of red ribbons.

Open the window, and a gentle breeze blows in.