Today's first update is the worries of the bad trio in Chapter 158 "Dead fatty, dare to be lazy, your skin is itchy again, isn't it?"
With this coquettish reprimand, the fat man who was already lying on the ground like a dead dog snorting and gasping for breath, suddenly bounced up from the ground as if he was electrified, he reacted extremely quickly, the fat and clumsy body, but there was a very disproportionate keen speed, which could dodge a fire that shot on the ground where he was lying just now, but the aftermath of the flame was still burning on the fat man's huge buttocks, and he screamed in pain.
Zhu Rong stood at the door of the training room, holding a fireball in his palm, staring at the fat man inside with murderous eyes.
The fat man didn't wear an apron to dress up as a chef anymore, but actually wore a black leather coat, which looked like the equipment of the parallel field crew.
Although it is a king-size size after transformation, it is still a little tighter when worn on the fat man's body, and there are many traces of burns on the body.
Poor fat man, in the past few days, in the face of Zhu Rong's "aunt", I don't know which tendon in this aunt's brain is wrong, but she spends most of her energy on the poor fat man, and every day he will toss all kinds of strange methods, which is called "special training".
For example, I got a bunch of weird equipment to get familiar with the fat man.
The fat man's ability is to control some electronic instruments and equipment, but Zhu Rong has to make the fat man a combat ability, and this time the fat man has suffered enough.
The most unfortunate thing is that because the fat man can indulge in electronic instruments, Zhu Rong didn't know where to get a bunch of bombs to detonate these bombs with electronics, which were imposed by Zhu Rong on the fat man to "train" with an almost crazy idea.
Almost half of the fat man's daily training task is to hold a bunch of time bombs and use his ability to control the detonation time of the bomb, in Zhu Rong's words, the best effect is to let the fat man "detonate the right bomb at the right time".
It seems that Zhu Rong wants to make the fat man a bomb maniac.
For example, in the face of dozens of time bombs, she will first order all the bombs, and then the opponent will be in different positions in this "training room", and then ask the fat man to use his ability to control these bombs.
For example, when Zhu Rong, who was commanding outside, reported the number "one", the fat man had to accurately use his ability to control the No. 1 bomb to detonate, and when Zhu Rong reported the number "three", he had to detonate the No. 3 bomb immediately.
This kind of training really made the fat man suffer enough.
Although he can control electronic devices, after all, the level of ability is still at the beginning, and after awakening, he has not been trained by the real system.
Mental power is also limited, and in the face of a bunch of electronic instruments, it is difficult for him to find the correct number from them in an instant.
This request is like numbering a bunch of soybeans, so that you can follow the command at any time and find any grain from it What's even more pitiful is that those bombs are placed in the "training room" in an extremely clever or vicious position, some of the bombs are far away from the fat man, and some bombs are close to the fat man.
Zhu Rong reported the number every time, if the fat man accidentally detonated the wrong bomb, then I am afraid that it will be the fat man himself These days, at the beginning, the fat man had to tremble every day before entering the training room, and even wrote a suicide note in the morning, and then trained with the determination to die.
In the first few days, Zhu Rong was naturally blown up every day, although the power of the bomb was adjusted very small, and the fat man was also rough and thick-skinned, but some injuries were inevitable.
At the end of the first day of training, the fat man was seriously injured, but there was still some luck in his heart: at least he saved his life, and besides, he was so seriously injured that he could finally end this terrible special training As a result, the aunt Zhu Rong lifted the fat man out with a smile and threw it into a large bathtub of cell repair liquid, soaked it all night, and the fat man who was well absorbed by the body was cured, and was thrown into the terrible special training room again.
This kind of unreasonable training method, although it is a little cruel, and there is also a taste of pulling out seedlings, but in the past month, the fat man's ability is really good, and the sensing ability of the surrounding electronic instruments is much sharper than before, although it is still not possible to achieve 100% accuracy, but the hit rate is also more than fifty percent, and more importantly, the remote sensing control distance has gradually expanded to between three meters and five meters.
At this moment, the fat man looked anxious, his face seemed to have been pulled out of the hearth, and black smoke was still spewing from his mouth, and he jumped up.
Zhu Rong missed a blow, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, shook his hand and threw another fireball over, the fat man was in mid-air, and actually made a somersault posture, but unfortunately his stomach was too big, and he finally didn't dodge, screamed, was hit by the fireball in the belly, and still fell to the ground.
This is a sad thing for the fat man, obviously this kind of almost cruel special training, with the fat man's physique, this hellish training, his figure is not only half a point slim, but his weight has not lost even half a catty, but it has become more and more bloated.
Although he was beaten half to death every day, in less than a month, he gained more than ten pounds and his waist size increased by more than an inch.
I think it's probably because after exercising too much these days, the amount of food has increased greatly, and I have to eat two large bowls more than before every night, and the cell repair liquid also seems to have a devastating effect on the absorption of the human body, and the set of large leather clothes that I finally got is gradually unable to wear.
Watching the fat man fall to the ground, gasping like a dead dog, Zhu Rong's eyes had a hint of a smile.
This guy, although he still looks so fat now, has a lot of fat on his body, and he detonates bombs here and there every day, dodges, runs and jumps everywhere, and his physical fitness has increased a lot.
In addition, Lao Tian also taught the fat man a little skill, as if it was some physical fitness and the like.
These days, when the fat man was specially trained by himself, he was miserable and lazy and resisted everywhere, but when he practiced Lao Tian's set of physical fitness kung fu, he worked extra hard, and even saw this guy not sleeping in the middle of the night a few times at night, practicing for himself outside.
The general reason is that Lao Tian intentionally or unintentionally told the fat man that if this set of kung fu is practiced at home, he can dodge attacks and be as light as a swallow.
The fat man didn't believe it at first, and after practicing for a few days, he was occasionally beaten by Zhu Rong, and in the first few rounds, Zhu Rong didn't care about a series of attacks that he didn't care about.
Of course, once Zhu Rong gets serious, he still burns the fat man like a roast pig.
It's just that after practicing Lao Tian's kung fu, the fat man was in the hellish training of detonating the bomb, but he was more efficient in dodging, and occasionally detonated the wrong bomb and blew himself up, and also reduced the degree of injury a lot because of the timely dodge.
The fat man who tasted the sweetness, and then secretly pestered Lao Tian with a dead face, he had already determined that Lao Tian was a top martial arts master, and he had to ask Lao Tian to teach him more, but Lao Tian just smoked a cigarette and stared at the fat man with a playful look: "The real peerless magic skills, at your age, it's too late to practice now, and I can't teach you anymore."
However, there is a peerless kung fu, and it is not too late to practice it now, as long as you are willing to put down a heart, you can barely practice it. ” The fat man blushed and asked what it was.
Lao Tian laughed, and after dropping the words "Sunflower Treasure Book", he drifted away.
The poor fat man was stunned on the spot, his face was blue and red, and his bull's eyes widened, full of struggle.
But he couldn't help but look down at his crotch, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this kung fu, he was reluctant to practice it no matter what It's just a matter of cutting something else, that's it, since my horse fat man was born, I haven't used it seriously once until now, how can I just cut it like this Lao Tian and Zhu Rong were chatting behind their backs, and couldn't help asking: "Do you really want to train this fat man into a character?"
Zhu Rong sighed: "How long can a few of us get away Besides, Chen Xiao's kid will have to leave sooner or later, and we can't always protect him, and it can be regarded as a love affair to train him with one or two helpers."
Although this fat man is timid and obscene, at a critical time, there is still a ruthlessness of a single, and I think it can still be created. ” What's more, Zhu Rong is a woman after all, and her mind is more delicate, and she gradually discovered the "weakness" of a fat man.
Occasionally, when he was wandering around the coffee shop, the fat man would immediately rejuvenate his energy when he saw him, even if he was tired and dying.
After finding this discovery, Zhu Rong would take the fat man to the underground secret room every time he was dying of practice, pretending to be a coincidence, and deliberately dangling it in front of the fat man.
To be continued: