Chapter 50: Chapter 50: The Mysterious Doctor Kaiwen

And while Lin Guang was undergoing high-pressure meditation training, Vishdair was practicing skills like [Explosive Shot] in Dr. Kaiwen’s training room (for rehabilitative exercises), focusing on charging while moving, reducing charging time, and decreasing power to increase firing speed.

Just like how [Spiritual Shock] can use technique to achieve the effect of [Spiritual Suggestion], with enough proficiency, a high-power single shot like [Explosive Shot] can also achieve the effects of skills like [Rapid Fire] or [Wild Shot].

Based on previously collected data, Dr. Kaiwen restricted Vishdair’s skill training intensity or the release amount of Ether, allowing another part of the focus to be on physical training.

Dr. Kaiwen is undoubtedly someone the principal treats with respect; she calculated Vishdair’s physical strength precisely and provided potion dosages with precision and to the extreme.

As long as Lin Guang’s willpower and spirit hold up, he can rest for one noon after completing morning training and then continue spirit pattern sketching in the afternoon; with a grit of his teeth, he could even continue meditating in the evening.

In this tense rhythm, time flew by and reached the students’ favorite day—Friday.

Whether you are poor or wealthy, industrious or lazy, Friday is there equally offering each student hope and motivation…though not necessarily for working people.

Friday morning.

When Lin Guang stepped into class one, for some unknown reason, almost the entire class’s eyes gathered on him.

Sitting at the back, Wang Dawei forced a laugh, sounding as if he was afraid Lin Guang couldn’t see his guiltiness: “Ah this, why are you here so early, I thought you’d only come in the afternoon.”

In an instant, Lin Guang understood that Wang Dawei must have again said something unkind about him.

Sure enough, the next moment several classmates surrounded him, asking all sorts of questions, some asking if he had confidence in next month’s exchange match, others asking how he felt after He Shenghuang transferred schools, even some asking if he received some school secret inheritance and was about to soar…

No, Zhen Sheng Experimental School has only been around for sixty or seventy years, where did you get such a hundred-year-old inheritance from a void loan!

Luckily, Wang Dawei indeed knew propriety, he only spoke about Lin Guang’s own matters and didn’t mention Miaomiao, leaving Lin Guang without any murderous impulse for now.

After a fair amount of effort, Lin Guang got them to leave him and returned to his seat.

“All G8 pigeon friends.” Wang Dawei sat down at little fatty Deng Yifeng’s desk, cockily brushed his bangs, and said, “You’re welcome.”

“…”

With years of experience, Lin Guang instantly understood what Wang Dawei’s unusual brain was thinking—he caused these distractions to cover up what he believed was the real sensational news.

However, Lin Guang had long been accustomed to Wang Dawei’s logic and didn’t say much. Just as he was sitting down, a more serious classmate couldn’t resist coming over with a question:

“But Lin Guang, why did you come in the morning today; I actually heard a teacher say you’re receiving secret training for the exchange match a month and a half later?”

“This morning I did intend to go, but the Kai… coach said my nerves were too tense and needed to relax a bit, so I had the opportunity to come to class today.”

Lin Guang said.

After experiencing the benefits of the Meditation Pod, Lin Guang did intend to continue using it today, but he was refused by Dr. Kaiwen on grounds of “gradual progress.”

This is indeed true; even though Lin Guang snatched three to four hours of sleep at night after two consecutive days of high-pressure training, both physically and mentally he was somewhat fatigued, so pursuing high-pressure meditation wouldn’t yield good results.

This is truly overdoing it.

Thus, Lin Guang decided to follow Dr. Kaiwen’s advice and attend class like an ordinary student today. If the teacher covered content Lin Guang was already familiar with, he’d work on a few actual exam questions to relax, which counted as balancing work and rest.

Someone was dumbfounded: “Ah? Why aren’t you resting at home, coming to school?”

“If you understand study masters, then it’s a miracle.”

“By the way, did He Shenghuang transfer?” Lin Guang then asked what concerned him the most since they were classmates.

“Yeah, didn’t you see the group?”

“Exhausted like a dog, really haven’t looked.”

“Nothing much, the homeroom teacher mentioned casually during class yesterday, seems like he transferred to the eighth middle school, probably to grab more resources and attention.”

“Forget that guy with no classmates’ sentiment.”

Wang Dawei waved his hand before his nose, “By the way, the homeroom teacher also asked me previously if I have thoughts of competing for the remaining two spots in the exchange match; if interested, starting next Monday I don’t need to attend humanities classes, I’ll be taught one-on-one for actual combat by a coach.”

“How did you reply?”

“I definitely want to join such a limelight task!” Wang Dawei raised his head but then dropped it down with some discouragement, “But I still have some clarity about it; I asked the homeroom teacher’s opinion, Ouyang Wei said Lv Ruitie would outmatch me, and among the other eleven classes, there are quite a few elites, not much chance I’d stand out.”

“Forget it, let’s not talk about me.”

He waved his hand and asked Lin Guang, “So, who are you training with these days? Busy to the point you don’t even come for spirit pattern lessons? The homeroom teacher just said you’re preparing for the exchange match and didn’t say much else.”

This week class one has spirit pattern lessons on Wednesday and Friday afternoons, naturally, Lin Guang was at the Meditation Room yesterday, although with some conscience, he didn’t go to the Meditation Room for classes one and two but instead went to another class to join—or let’s say, gatecrash.

Thanks to Vishdair learning wisely, by heading to gatecrash again this afternoon, the progress bar would soon fill up, and gather ten more Star Shards, and then all three major core talents would unlock.

However, from then on, obtaining Star Shards might not be as easy, and would have to come slowly.

Lin Guang found it difficult to explain his gatecrashing situation and could only selectively reply: “Even if I told you, you wouldn’t know them.”

“How will I know if you don’t tell me?”

“…Dr. Kaiwen, okay?”

“Dr. Kaiwen?!”

Before Wang Dawei could say much, little fatty Deng Yifeng widened his eyes in surprise, then expressed admiration by giving Lin Guang a thumbs up, “Lin Guang, you are truly amazing to have her guide your training.”

“You know her?”

“How could I know such a notable person.” Deng Yifeng quickly shook his head, trembling along with the fat on his face, “Just that previously my molar had some loss of appetite, and when I went to the school hospital, coincidentally she was on duty. Dr. Kaiwen is quite a skilled doctor, her long legs…oh no, not only is her medical skill outstanding, but she’s also quite mysterious.”

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