Arrived at the crematorium.

Punching in, signing in.

There weren't any Calamity Corpses in the morning, not even human corpses.

It wasn't surprising that they didn't receive Zhang Tong's body; gangs usually have their own ways of handling bodies.

No work, Feng Mu lazed around with no restrictions, practicing Body Forging Exercise.

"Is it an illusion? It's digesting faster than usual."

During the intervals of doing the Body Forging Exercise, Feng Mu was munching on Iron Balls slightly faster than yesterday.

[Iron Eater: Level 1]

[Edible Iron Types: 1]

[Extractable Metal Traits: 1]

[Currently detected edible iron type——Ordinary Pig Iron, edibility 39.7%.]

[Extracted Trait: ??]

After just practicing a few times in the morning, edibility had already increased by 1 point.

[Edibility ↑↑] flashed on the retina, two upward arrows blinking.

"Ordinarily in 1 hour, I can digest and replenish 0.5% edibility; today, in the same time, it's increased by 1%, so today is double digestion rate?"

Feng Mu easily drew the mathematical conclusion.

"It's impossible to get a double experience card out of nowhere, so it can only be…."

Feng Mu clenched his fist, the wound hidden under the sleeve's gauze was pulled tight, seeping a bit of crimson again.

Feng Mu realized and then was overjoyed, "[Frenzy Blood]'s bonus isn't just effective during combat; it can also affect routine training?!!"

Even though Feng Mu's wound had been treated to stop bleeding, the lost blood hadn't been replenished yet.

He hadn't sought a blood bag to restore blood, and his body's hematopoietic function wasn't that fast, so [Frenzy Blood] continued to be in effect.

[Frenzy Blood]: All of your attributes will multiply as your blood volume decreases. If your initial attributes are high enough, even at a sliver of health, you might just reverse-slay a god.

Feng Mu opened the skill introduction of [Frenzy Blood], silently reciting it three times in his heart.

"All attributes multiply; it indeed doesn't have to be limited to combat. Isn't routine training considered within the scope of all attributes?"

"Indeed, it surely should be included, why wouldn't it be!"

"Damn, it's all because of that line about reversing-slaying gods with a sliver of health; it seriously misled my judgment~"

Feng Mu's heart pounded wildly; he finally understood the correct way to utilize [Frenzy Blood]. It wasn't necessarily about slaying enemies in combat but rather about daily self-development…..myself.

No one can engage in combat every day, not even a battle maniac;

But daily life accompanies everyone, and even a battle maniac can't escape it.

"The [Frenzy Blood] description misled me; otherwise, I might have already maxed out the first level of edibility, maybe even with serious overflow."

Thinking of these past ten days, training at one speed while at full health, made Feng Mu feel he lost out greatly, not even wanting to wear his underwear.

Yes, who would've thought that [Frenzy Blood] would not only be a twin sibling to [Feast] but also have a connection with [Iron Eater]? These two practicing dual cultivation.

"Alright, it's not too late to start from today." Feng Mu gritted his teeth with determination, "I need to make up for the lost progress. I won't sleep today until I grind up to 50% edibility."

One hour passed.

Two hours passed.

Three hours passed.

Lunchtime had arrived.

Feng Mu reluctantly stopped training, [Current Edibility is 42.7!].

This time, a chill invaded the root of his left leg, with the muscles of his left thigh expanded by the thickened bones, although still slightly lacking, it was almost catching up with the right leg.

But when walking, you couldn't see any limp, and the center of gravity returned to the axis in the middle.

Left leg going cold, right leg going cold, yet in the stuffy crematorium, the little brother seemed to be in an ice cellar, calm and devoid of any desire or distractions.

Another hidden benefit of being an Iron Eater——no lust, no women inside his heart.

Feng Mu felt that he could learn some Child Skill in the future; it might resonate particularly well and speed up his training immensely.

Ate lunch with Wang Jian at the cafeteria.

On the way, Feng Mu suddenly spoke, "Someone from the Cyan Wolf Gang interrogated me today."

Wang Jian looked at his phone distractedly, answering, "Oh, what did they ask?"

Feng Mu: "Almost the same questions they asked you that day."

The conversation ended, and during the meal, Wang Jian didn't say much, focusing on eating and occasionally glancing at messages on his phone.

Feng Mu noticed Wang Jian seemed a bit preoccupied today, as if his soul had been taken away by the phone.

"Doesn't seem like he sold me out; otherwise, he would have been nervously attentive and inquisitive about the Cyan Wolf Gang's questioning today." Feng Mu thought rapidly, sneakily glancing at Wang Jian's phone screen.

It was a new group chat they started after last week's gathering.

Feng Mu forgot to join that day, so he wasn't in this group chat.

"So they made a new group chat, and it's just missing me, huh~" Feng Mu felt rather speechless, reminded of his previous life with the familiar feeling of a company workgroup of five colleagues having nine separate groups.

Generally sensitive people might get paranoid at this moment, thinking they were being isolated, spoken ill of behind their back.

Feng Mu didn't think like this; he only felt it didn't concern him, lost interest, and focused on eating peacefully.

He thought, "Who could Wang Jian have sold out in their new group chat? Could it be Luo Ji, the dropout suddenly joining the Advanced Team and giving farewell gifts to classmates looks indeed unusual. Oh well, not thinking about it, it's none of my business."

After eating, Feng Mu went back to the incineration room.

During the noon break, he practiced the Body Forging Exercise three more times.

[Edibility ↑↑]

[Current Edibility 43.7%]

Left leg was completely covered, both legs fully symmetrical, and now only left arm, butt, head, and… oh, nothing else, no bones there, only spongy tissue.

"By today, I can complete full skeletal ironification."

Feng Mu was surging with excitement, wishing he could tear off the gauze and rip the hemostatic medicine along with the scab off the flesh hole cleanly.

But thinking it over, he refrained, as it was too self-destructive, the most critical was to not hinder muscle growth just because of a desire to bleed, as that would be too damaging to the right hand.

"Later on, I can find a non-invasive way to control bleeding, like buying some syringes from the hospital?" Feng Mu pondered internally.

In the afternoon, Wang Jian never showed up, not sure if he went to his dad's place or slipped out of the factory.

Feng Mu didn't care, immersed in the pleasure of [Edibility ↑↑]; the double arrows were truly irresistible, he couldn't stop even for a moment.

Three Calamity Corpses were handled in the meantime, and two Black Cores exploded out one after the other, one big like an apple core, one small like a jujube pit.

"Today is explosively lucky too."

Feng Mu couldn't help but sigh, pocketing the two Black Cores.

Even though Wang Jian wasn't around, he wouldn't pocket the one meant for Wang Jian.

Since it was a rule he set with others, he didn't want to break it easily.

After burning the Calamity Corpses and sealing the ashes, he continued training until the workday ended.

Clocked out swiftly, leaving not a moment later, Feng Mu pedaled his bicycle until the sound whistled through the wind.

Initially, he planned to enroll in a martial arts studio after work today, knowing that martial arts experience requires more than just practicing in isolation; it needs combat accumulation.

Martial arts studios provide pseudo-real combat experience, and although previously he couldn't afford it, he now had over ten thousand in savings, more than enough for a basic martial arts studio card.

But now his heart yearned to break the 50% edibility tonight, so other agendas had to be postponed.

Except, when passing by a store, he bought an unregistered SIM card which couldn't be delayed, as he needed to collect homework from Ma Wei tonight and also inquire about the "Lame" situation.

The bicycle tire screeched with friction as it reached the downstairs.

Feng Mu dashed up the stairs, returned home, and wolfed down dinner, then locked himself in the bedroom.

Pulled out the phone, glanced at the time, March 25th, 20:43.

[Current Edibility 45.4%].

Tonight is destined to be a historic moment…..

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