global evolution: i have properties panel

"It's Fat Wolf!"

Someone whispered.

Chu Zhou's eyes flashed, and he recognized the person immediately.

This is the teacher of combat skills in their class, nicknamed "Fat Wolf". It is rumored that he used to be a mercenary, and he came to No. [-] High School as a teacher after retiring.

There is still a scar on his face!

Seeing the appearance of "Fat Wolf", Chu Zhou knew that today's battle could not continue.

"Teacher, I was competing with Jin Zhennan just now!"

Chu Zhou blinked and smiled.

"That's right, it's a sparring!"

Jin Zhennan also spoke.

Although anyone with a discerning eye can see that they are "fighting", there are still some things that cannot be put on the table in front of the teacher.

Otherwise, they will all be punished.

"Fat Wolf" glanced casually at Chu Zhou and Jin Zhennan who were talking nonsense, and didn't care too much.

"If you want to compete, go to the martial arts teaching room. This is the place to eat, don't disturb others to eat."

He said calmly.

"Okay, teacher, I'm leaving now!"

Chu Zhou glanced at Jin Zhennan and the three dogs who were foaming at the mouth on the ground, and then dragged his buddy Dong Wende away.

Jin Zhennan looked down at his right hand, there was a line of blood there, and a trace of blood was slowly seeping out.

"Chu Zhou!!!"

He gritted his teeth in his heart, remembered today's humiliation, and then left quickly.

As for the three dogs, he didn't take another look.

After both Chu Zhou and Jin Zhennan left, the "Fat Wolf" with a lazy expression suddenly burst out with a gleam of light in his eyes.

It was like a sleeping lone wolf suddenly waking up.

"Chu Zhou, he has practiced the arc-shaped hand knife to the micro level. He seems to be only 17 years old... Sure enough, the dragon begets the dragon, the phoenix begets the phoenix, and the son of the mouse makes a hole in the ground..."

He muttered in a low voice, the light in his eyes narrowed, he moved his fat body, and gradually moved away.

Chapter 4 Ambition!

School canteen!

"Nine dishes, lunatic, are you trying to turn depression into appetite?"

Dong Wende, the best friend, saw the nine dishes on the dining table in front of Chu Zhou, and his eyes widened.

The meals given to them in the school cafeteria all contain high-energy substances.

Under normal circumstances, two dishes are enough for them to be full.

Dong Wende claims to be a cook, but he can only eat three dishes at most.

Nine dishes were enough to burst his chubby stomach, and his body couldn't digest so much energy.

"Madman, are you okay!" Dong Wende reached out and touched Chu Zhou's forehead, "I don't have a fever! Could it be that I have a mental problem?"

"It is rumored that some people seek relief by overeating when they are overwhelmed, or when they feel depressed and anxious..."

"... Poor lunatic, it must be because of his recommendation quota, he will be replaced by Jin Zhennan, that's why he is like this..."

"What a crime! You got such a disease at such a young age!"

Dong Wende lamented and sympathized at the same time, as if he couldn't bear to see Chu Zhou seriously ill.

"Fatty man, you have so many scenes!" Chu Zhou rolled his eyes, and angrily slapped Dong Wende's palm on his forehead, "Have you forgotten that I am a senior apprentice?"

Dong Wende was stunned for a moment, and then murmured: "By the way, I almost forgot that you are a senior apprentice."

"The gastrointestinal digestion function of advanced apprentices is much stronger than that of junior apprentices and intermediate apprentices. It doesn't seem like a big deal to eat a little more."

"But you have too much!"

Chu Zhou ignored his buddy Dong Wende and ate directly.

There are diamond rice the size of a finger, golden leeks, and purple moon melons filled with faint purple light...

These are high-energy foods born after the age of cataclysm.

These high-energy foods are actually not easy to grow and obtain.

The school has preferential policies to provide students with so many high-energy foods, and the fees are very cheap.

Outside of school, many poor people mainly use synthetic nutrition bars to satisfy their hunger every day. On important days, they will buy some ordinary vegetables and meat...

As for high-energy food, the price is too expensive for ordinary people to afford.

a dish!

Two dishes!

Three dishes!

Chu Zhou quickly eliminated three dishes, but at this time, he was already full and satisfied his body's needs.

However, he still didn't stop.

Eat! Eat!

The remaining six dishes were also eaten by him like a gust of wind.

At this time, he also felt that his stomach was full and he couldn't eat any more.

When Dong Wende saw Chu Zhou's starving appearance, he was also stunned and forgot to eat.

"I don't know how many attribute points this meal can increase!"

Thinking in Chu Zhou's mind, he fixed his eyes on the property panel that only he could see.

At the same time, his stomach also moved rapidly to digest food.

A large amount of energy is constantly replenished into the body to meet the body's needs.

Under Chu Zhou's gaze, the value of attribute points on the attribute panel finally began to increase.

"+0.01!"

"+0.01!"

"+0.01!"

……

Attribute points are increasing at a rate of 0.01.

For ordinary humans, it takes about 3 hours to digest a mixed meal of meat and vegetables.

It took Chu Zhou only half an hour to digest it all, and what he digested was still high-energy food.

In the end, this meal added 0.15 attribute points to him.

"Even if I'm an advanced apprentice, the digestive ability of my stomach is much stronger than that of ordinary people, but it still has a limit... If I eat too much, I'm afraid it will damage my stomach, and the gain outweighs the loss."

"In this case, it is most appropriate to maintain three meals a day."

"One meal will increase the attribute by 0.15 points, and three meals a day will increase the attribute by 0.45 points."

"For 10 days, it's 4.5 attribute points. Then 30 days a month, it's 13.5 attribute points."

"Increase 13.5 attribute points a month, plus the original 2 attribute points, it is 15.5 attribute points."

"When the arc-shaped hand knife is upgraded from the proficient level to the micro-level, it consumes 2 attribute points... 15.5 attribute points, which should be enough to upgrade the arc-shaped hand knife to the perfect level, or even the artistic conception level."

"Even, maybe there are still remaining attribute points, and the basic breathing method will also be upgraded to one level."

After a simple calculation, Chu Zhou was slightly delighted and excited.

If the plan goes well, he can upgrade the curved hand knife to the artistic conception level in a month.

In that case, not only can he easily crush Jin Zhennan in the elite trial, even if he enters the top ten in the elite trial, it is not impossible.

Even reached the top three in the elite trial!

"I heard that the top three in the elite trial will receive an incomparably precious reward—genetic potion!"

"Gene potion is a precious potion that assists humans to unlock the genetic lock and transform into a warrior."

"A bottle of genetic potion has a market price of 1000 million union coins...and, although there is a price, it is impossible to buy."

"Even if you are admitted to the Martial Arts University, it is very difficult to obtain the genetic potion."

"Now, there is an opportunity to obtain a genetic potion in front of me..."

Thinking of this, Chu Zhou suddenly had an astonishing ambition in his heart.

In the past, he would never have dared to have such an ambition.

Although the rewards for the top three in the elite trial are extremely attractive, but... No one from their fifth high school has been in the top ten for decades, let alone the top three.

Jiangcheng No. [-] High School is the place where martial arts geniuses are concentrated.

In the past few decades, the top ten in each elite trial have basically been won by students from Jiangcheng No. [-] High School.

Occasionally, students from other high schools break into the top ten.

But the top three have always been from No. [-] High School.

Chu Zhou only dared to have such an ambition when he calculated that he would have the opportunity to upgrade the arc-shaped hand knife to the artistic conception level in a month.

"...However, there is still one problem to be solved."

"If I eat like this every day, my food expenses seem to be insufficient!"

Under normal circumstances, he usually eats two dishes for a meal.

A month's food expenses are about 1000 union currency.

But now that he eats nine dishes per meal, his consumption per meal is a little more than four times that of the original.

Then, his monthly food expenses immediately soared to more than 4000 union currency.

The balance in his student card is only over 900.

This is obviously not enough.

"My father's monthly salary is 3000 union currency. In addition to maintaining the daily expenses of the family, he also supports my sister and I to study. There is basically no money left."

"I have to figure out a way to make my own money..."

Chu Zhou had a headache, thinking about what kind of part-time job is suitable for him, which can make him earn more than 3000 yuan a month.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he looked at his buddy Dong Wende.

It's hard to find a part-time job with 3000 union coins a month...but it doesn't seem to be difficult to "pull investment".

Right now, there is a very suitable "investment pull" object.

"Old Dong...how is our relationship?"

Chu Zhou smiled "friendlyly" at his buddy Dong Wende.

"Pfft..." Dong Wende, who was eating, saw Chu Zhou's "friendly" smile, shuddered all over his body, and spit out a mouthful of rice, "Crazy...you, you smile so cheaply, what do you want to do to me?" ?”

Chapter 5 Sister Dao is Shocked!

Dong Wende's body was full of fat, his arms were crossed to protect his chest, and he looked at Chu Zhou warily.

As a best friend for many years, he knows Chu Zhou too well.

Whenever Chu Zhou showed such a "friendly" smile, there was nothing to hold back.

"Ahem, ahem, fat man, what kind of eyes do you have, don't you still trust me?"

Chu Zhou had a very hurt look on his face.

Dong Wende shook his head violently, very disrespectful: "No, I don't trust it!"

"..." Chu Zhou's face darkened, and he answered so simply, do I want to lose face?