Tianfeng City.

Urban Construction Bureau.

Han Feng was practicing, and Uncle Zhang suddenly drove in in a wheelchair.

"Yo, where are you practicing?"

"Um."

Han Feng scratched his head, "I want to improve as soon as possible."

"fine."

Uncle Zhang was relieved, "You will waste your Uncle Wang's efforts in this way."

"Uncle Wang?"

Han Feng was stunned.

Does Uncle Zhang know about Uncle Wang giving him money?

"Um."

"Do you remember that Uncle Wang is very busy recently?"

Uncle Zhang was filled with emotion.

"Remember."

Han Feng nodded slightly.

He remembered that Uncle Zhang wanted to go to the site to see the actual combat of the sand pan gate.

"actually……"

Uncle Zhang sighed, "After you break through the Creation level, you will have a job arranged. After all, the Creation level provides a lot of resources. As a formal sand table master, it is impossible for you to rest forever. However, you, Uncle Wang, have taken away those tasks for you."

"Um."

"In your Uncle Wang's words, you just broke through and needed to consolidate your foundation, learn technology, and waste a lot of time doing this repetitive labor without meaning."

Uncle Zhang said lightly.

"Uncle Wang..."

Han Feng was a little moved.

turn out to be……

Uncle Wang is busy recently and is actually helping him with his work!

"Be kind to him."

Uncle Zhang patted him on the shoulder, "I know you will definitely be better than your Uncle Wang in the future, and he is not qualified to be your master, but at least he has this kind of heart."

"Don't worry."

Han Feng was solemn, "Uncle Wang will be my only master!"

"That's not going to happen."

Uncle Zhang was silent, "If you see a senior with thick thighs in the future, you should still hug him... As long as your thighs are thick enough, we can also benefit from it."

Han Feng: “…”

Uncle Zhang's thinking is always so leaping.

but.

He knew that Uncle Zhang had also recorded it for his own good.

After saying that.

Uncle Zhang left and Han Feng began to practice.

actually.

Practicing honestly according to the design drawings is actually a physical job. You need to constantly repeat the sand table and repeat infinitely!

This goes on and on.

therefore.

With the support of Uncle Wang’s wife, Han Feng began a super-high speed sprint!

On the first day, I practice for 20 hours and slept for 4 hours, and the completion rate of the sand table increased from 20% to 22%!

Well enough!

At this rate, you will definitely break through to Level E in 2% every day, thirty days!

then.

Han Feng practiced harder.

The next day, sleep for 3 hours, 24%!

On the third day, sleep for 4 hours, 26%!

...

Toss toss!

Han Feng's cultivation speed remained at a very stable stage.

For ten days, he was not distracted at all, and the sand table completion rate increased by 20%, reaching 40%!

Great progress.

only.

Just when Han Feng wanted to go to the next step, his resources were exhausted...

Yes.

Resources exhausted!

He has used up all the resources distributed regularly by the Sand Tablet Teachers Association, the deposits of the small treasury, the resources of the Urban Construction Bureau, and all the resources that can be collected!

However……

Still not enough!

Far from enough!

Although this violent improvement method is very useful, it is too resource-consuming!

Uncle Wang’s wife book was also used up.

“…”

Han Feng sighed, "Uncle Wang's wife is a little young..."

Ten days!

Uncle Wang has accumulated resources for several years and has only supported Han Feng’s high-speed cultivation by 20%. This violent breakthrough consumption can be seen!

And at this time.

Half away from Han Feng’s goal!

It takes 40% of the training to break through E-level!

what to do?

Han Feng frowned.

If you make money, time...

Resources, breakthroughs, life and death lines, everything is stuck. If you waste time and make money, it is probably not enough!!!

Or...

loan?

Han Feng's eyes lit up.

...

loan!

This is OK!

Han Feng was excited.

If you break through, you will naturally be easy to say.

If it fails...

Um.

He looked at Xiao Hanfeng's household registration.

It seems that I was in Tianfeng City when I was in school, and it had nothing to do with my parents who were far away from my hometown, so I had nothing to worry about.
To be continued...