Without extraordinary power, Wuming could only read the diary again and again, reminding himself to exercise day after day.
Fortunately, probably the efforts on the first day had some effect, and he did not die suddenly the next day after he woke up.
Subsequently, he worked very hard to keep exercising, but he suffered from serious and minor physical illnesses. Although he was able to self-diagnose and treat himself, each illness would drag down his recovery plan, resulting in unsatisfactory progress.
Although he didn't know what the situation was on Wang Zong's side, he felt that he was definitely at a disadvantage.
Wang Zong is a physical practitioner and must be much better than him in terms of self-discipline.
"These levels..."
Wuming was walking in the courtyard. After walking for dozens of minutes, he started to sweat.
He suddenly realized that the first level is a fair competition. Both of them have innate abilities. Who wins depends entirely on their own ability.
But starting from the second level, the Tower of Death Babel began to go off the rails.
The second level was actually beneficial to Wang Zong, but Wuming retained the talent of the first level, so he poisoned Wang Zong to death out of calculation and unintentional.
When it comes to the third level, the rules tend to be nameless again.
After all, Wang Zong is a physical practitioner, and his abilities are not as diverse as his. Even if there is a cooking competition in the end, the probability of Wang Zong losing to him is much higher than that of him losing to Wang Zong.
But at the fourth level, the rules again favored the Wang Sect.
As a physical practitioner, Wang Zong's self-discipline must be higher than that of Wuming. Wuming is a free and undisciplined person, and he can easily fall into this trap if he is not careful.
Without Groundhog Day, he would have lost this level.
In fact, even if there was Groundhog Day, it would be difficult for him to beat Wang Zong. Wang Zong was six years ahead of him. In these six years, he became a dead fat man, while Wang Zong may still be a muscular man.
The opponent's physical condition is definitely better than his, and he will definitely be able to live longer than him.
But being nameless is not without its advantages!
Before the game starts, you can choose a house. Wuming chose this house in the mountains, naturally not for fun. There are many materials in the forest that are not available in other terrains.
Because Wuming has never taken care of the courtyard, the courtyard is now overgrown with weeds, and many plant seeds from outside the fence have fallen into the courtyard and taken root.
In addition to storing food, Wuming actually also has potential food, and that is these plants.
Of course, the island is actually not bad and you can go fishing.
But because he didn't know what the test was at that time, Wuming was cautious and didn't choose the island.
If this level is about escaping from your residence, it is easier to perform in the deep mountains and old forests than on an isolated island, and it is easier to escape from the enemy.
I just didn’t expect that this level would really outlive anyone else.
Wuming was exercising while identifying the plants in the courtyard. Most of these plants were ordinary weeds, but there were also some medicinal plants.
By distinguishing the medicinal properties, he collected some medicinal materials, processed them and put them on the roof to dry.
Wang Zong can extend his life through self-discipline exercise, and he can also develop medicines in the courtyard and refine elixirs that can extend his life.
At least compared to the second level, this level he didn't need to worry about Wang Zong suddenly coming to kill him, and he could take the medicine with peace of mind.
A few months later, Wuming walked out of the kitchen with a medicinal meal. He was still fat, but his skin was much fairer and he looked much healthier.
He exercises every day, forces himself to sleep well, and spends much less time playing games.
Some people may ask, since this level is so difficult, why waste time playing the game?
Actually the answer is very simple.
Combining work and rest!
Wuming's physical condition is not good, and fatigue can easily put a burden on the body.
Rest when you should rest, exercise when you should exercise, and only by combining movement and stillness can you prolong your life.
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Floating islands.
Wang Zong sat on the edge of the cliff, looking at the ground below from a distance. He exercised disciplinedly every day, and even made a wooden spear to practice martial arts.
He had always imagined that he could meet Wuming, fight Wuming, and cut off Wuming's head with his own hands.
But I don’t know what’s going on at this level. Year after year, day after day, it seems like the world is still, without any changes.
He watched the sunrise and sunset countless times, sweating under the sun, but all he found was emptiness.
"nameless!!!!!"
Suddenly, he roared into the distance.
But it makes no sense.
The empty and distant world has no response.
He turned around and grabbed the edge of the island with both hands, and began to hang his body to do pull-ups, and then climbed on the edge of the island as he was accustomed to.
He has played tricks on this island for a long time, and he has mastered every inch of it. With his eyes closed, he knows the terrain around him, knows where to climb and where to stay.
After climbing around the island, he continued to exercise for a new day.
No matter what this test is, he must win it.
…
Dang Dang Dang!
Wuming was cultivating fields in the courtyard with a homemade hoe.
He collected some medicinal seeds and prepared to plant them, and later use them to recuperate his body.
At the same time, he also has a bold plan, which is to dig a tunnel, preferably a tunnel that extends all the way to the interior of the mountains.
There are many resources waiting for him to develop here. While developing the resources, he can also exercise his body through labor and slowly restore his body to its original state.
A few days later, the medicines he planted sprouted one after another.
He used a homemade showerhead to water the medicines. Looking at the young shoots of the medicines, he felt very good, so he added a dish at noon.
Now his standard daily meals are a can of canned fruit for breakfast, luncheon meat and medicated food, rice, steak and medicated chicken for dinner.
Of course, steak and chicken are both frozen reserve foods.
After lunch, Wuming took a walk in the yard. When he felt that he was almost digested, he jogged around the house a few times and took a nap around two o'clock.
At three o'clock, he got up and started digging tunnels, heading towards the mountains in the distance.
This is destined to be a protracted battle, and he doesn't expect to get it right in one step.
Time flies in ordinary years, and five years have passed before I knew it.
The trees are still thriving, and the feeling of the tranquil mountains remains unchanged.
But the nameless house has undergone earth-shaking changes.
His courtyard was turned into a vegetable garden, and some edible wild vegetables were improved by him again and again, and their taste became better and better.
In addition to the vegetable garden, there is also a small medicinal garden.
Inside are drugs collected anonymously.
He never left the house, but he often walked around the fence and picked fruits with a rope. Many plants that were only outside the fence were transplanted into the courtyard by him in this way.