Travel through a martial arts world and gain a little breakthrough every day.

The next morning, Lin Feng made another breakthrough.

Although basic swordsmanship is a low-level martial art, it only requires a small breakthrough to master.

Lin Feng wanted to directly add points to the basic sword techniques.

But after thinking about it again, he decided to wait until almost a month had passed before adding points to his basic swordsmanship.

If I were to master the basics of swordsmanship today, that would be too incredible and inexplicable. Even geniuses have their limits.

Even if I add some basic sword techniques myself, it wouldn't be safe to do so without telling Mr. Hong.

If Mr. Hong were to demonstrate it himself, he would be exposed.

In the morning, when Lin Feng got up to practice his martial arts, Xiao Sibao also woke up groggily.

This little guy actually still remembers getting up early to practice his skills.

Little Sibao saw Lin Feng and said, "Daddy, teach me real kung fu."

Seeing how determined Xiao Sibao was, Lin Feng started practicing the Beast Hunting Fist with him.

Lin Feng's mastery of the Beast Hunting Fist has reached a state of returning to simplicity. If he were to teach others the Beast Hunting Fist, he could ensure that they would not take any detours and would save them several years of training time.

Lin Feng asked his mother to cook more food.

He needs to eat more these next two days so that his injury can heal faster.

After breakfast, Lin Feng started tinkering with the wheelchair again.

As Lin's mother passed by, she asked, "Xiao Feng, you've been working on this wheeled chair for half a month now. When will it be finished?"

"It will be ready by noon. Once it's done, I'll deliver it to Mr. Hong."

Before noon, Lin Feng finished making the wheelchair. He pushed it around the yard twice and then sat in it to try it out.

It's alright, quite stable.

The biggest challenge in making the wheelchair was the wheels; he could only make them out of wood, but thankfully the wood in this world was sturdy enough.

Lin Feng carried the wheelchair to Mr. Hong's house, and before leaving, he specifically told his mother that he wouldn't be coming back for lunch.

Lin Feng ran into Aunt Lin on the way.

Aunt Lin asked curiously, "Xiao Feng, what are you carrying?"

"Auntie, this is the chair I made for Mr. Hong."

"You take such good care of Mr. Hong, no wonder he teaches your children to read."

Lin Feng soon arrived at the gate of Mr. Hong's house.

Knock knock, Lin Feng knocked twice on the door, and the maid Yue'e opened it for him.

When the maid Yue'e saw him carrying a strangely shaped chair, she asked, "Brother Lin Feng, what are you carrying? It looks like a chair."

"Haha, this is a good thing. This is a wheelchair that I made especially for you, sir."

Lin Feng entered the house and found Mr. Hong, saying with a smile, "Sir, I've made you a wheelchair. Please try it out."

Mr. Hong asked with some confusion, "What is a wheelchair?"

"Let me show you how it works, and you'll understand."

Lin Feng carried Mr. Hong to the yard and put him in a wheelchair, then pushed Mr. Hong around the yard twice.

“This chair can be moved.” Lin Feng released his grip again. “Sir, if you place your hands on the wheels on both sides and push forward, the chair will move by itself.”

Mr. Hong followed Lin Feng's instructions, and the chair indeed started moving.

The maid Yue'e was seeing a wheelchair for the first time and was very curious. If Mr. Hong hadn't been sitting in it, she would have wanted to try it herself.

"This chair is really fun. Brother Lin Feng, how did you come up with the idea of ​​making a chair with wheels?"

"I just wanted Mr. Hong to get out and about more! I thought about this for a long time before I came up with this idea."

Mr. Hong smiled broadly, clearly pleased with the wheelchair. A warm feeling welled up inside him. "Xiao Feng, you're so thoughtful."

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Of course, of course."

Mr. Hong could tell that this wheelchair couldn't have been made in just a day or two; the seat cushion and backrest were covered in fur, and every aspect had been carefully considered.

Lin Feng must have spent a lot of time making this.

The maid Yue'e said, "Brother Lin Feng, you're really smart. Why don't you eat here for lunch? I'll stew a pot of meat for you."

Mr. Hong looked at Lin Feng and said, "You look much better, your injuries should be mostly healed. However, you still need to take care of it to avoid any lingering damage."

"Yue'e has taken out the healing medicine and placed it on the table. Go and take three pills yourself."

"Thank you, sir."

Lin Feng went inside and took three more healing pills.

This healing medicine is very effective; it's definitely not something you can just grab from a pharmacy in the county town. It must be quite precious.

After taking the medicine, Lin Feng chatted with Mr. Hong for a while.

Mr. Hong then had him demonstrate the basic sword techniques he had learned the day before.

Luckily, I didn't add any points to the basic swordsmanship this morning.

Lin Feng demonstrated it once, and Mr. Hong nodded.

"It seems you practiced diligently when you got back; you haven't forgotten anything. You should continue to practice diligently in the future."

After returning home, Lin Feng hadn't actually practiced any basic sword techniques. With the system's support, he could remember any martial art after seeing it only once.

After having lunch at Mr. Hong's house, Lin Feng headed home.

On the way, he checked the attribute panel.

My life attribute has recovered to fifteen.

If I get some more food, I can get back to eighteen.

Lin Feng went home to get a fishing net and went to the stream east of the village.

He planned to eat some more shrimp to replenish his energy.

After eating about a hundred large shrimp, Lin Feng checked his attribute panel again.

The life attribute has been found to have increased to nineteen.

Lin Feng was taken aback. What was going on?

How did my life exceed eighteen? Could it be that the breakthrough points I added to my life attribute when I was injured could permanently increase my life attribute?

Lin Feng continued eating, and sure enough, his life attribute increased to twenty.

Continuing to consume it will stop increasing your health attribute. It seems that even when injured, adding breakthrough points to your health attribute will permanently increase your health.

Lin Feng's digestive ability has also returned to normal, and his stomach is so full that he can't eat anymore.

Lin Feng burped a few times.

Ugh, I should have eaten less if I'd known I couldn't digest it.

Lin Feng caught another basket of river shrimp and took it home.

After leaving the fishing gear and river shrimp at home, he secretly went to Wang Shanxiong's house.

Wang Shanxiong is a notorious womanizer who's on the wanted list; he couldn't possibly only have ten taels of silver.

Wang Shanxiong has practiced so many martial arts, he must have at least a few martial arts manuals.

I found some things today, albeit in a few ways.

Lin Feng first searched Wang Shanxiong's bedroom, looking under the pillow, under the bed board, under the bed, and in the closet.

All they found were some tattered clothes and shoes.

He searched both the main house and the side rooms, but found nothing.

It shouldn't be.

There's definitely something there, you just haven't noticed it yet.

Lin Feng decided to be a bit more violent; perhaps the good stuff was hidden somewhere in a hidden compartment.

Lin Feng first dismantled Wang Shanxiong's bed, and then kicked and smashed Wang Shanxiong's cabinet.

Even Wang Shanxiong's stove was dismantled by Lin Feng.

Lin Feng wasn't worried about any problems arising from doing this.

After receiving the reward money with Wang Shanxiong's head, he set fire to Wang Shanxiong's house.

No trace will be left at that time.

Lin Feng searched for a long time, feeling that the food in his stomach had been almost digested, but still found nothing.

Lin Feng walked into Wang Shanxiong's courtyard and sat down on a stone bench next to the stone table to rest.

Lin Feng habitually tapped the stone table with his fingers.

Boom, boom.

Lin Feng's eyes lit up; the space under the stone table was actually hollow.