Drew a tube of blood before sleep.

After a night's sleep, whether the hematopoietic stem cells worked hard or not, Feng Mu didn't know, but to be safe, he drew another tube of blood.

This way, he ensures that the growth rate of morning edibility won't drop due to blood regeneration.

Eat, go out.

Didn't notice anyone following, Feng Mu didn't think much of it, though he felt a slight regret, wanted to use them to test the [Crane Claw Skill].

There were ten years of practice memories in his mind, but they were just audio-visual, lacking real tactile sensations, making him itch to try on a live person.

It's like doing "[Three-Year Simulation and Five-Year Citizen Exam]" practice for ten years; the pen is worn out, just waiting to test the results in a real exam.

Passing by the 47th Academy, the number of thugs interrogating at the gate has sharply reduced.

Feng Mu thought: "The list has been narrowed down to 50 people, so there's indeed no need for indiscriminate questioning, rather upgrade to a one-on-one tracking package."

Nothing happened in the morning.

Burnt three Calamity Corpses.

Luck was normal, no Black Core exploded.

During lunch, Wang Jian, looking radiant, told Feng Mu he had contacted Luo Ji.

As expected, Luo Ji had entered the Hidden Sect with the Advanced Team a few days ago to pioneer.

Pioneering didn't go well. The world behind Hidden Sect was shrouded in mist, all technical equipment failed, and the most terrifying thing was the invisible dangers hidden within the mist.

In just one day, half of the Advanced Team were dead or injured.

Luo Ji, luckily, didn't die, withdrew with the team from the Hidden Sect, although he made no discoveries or merits, the rule of the Advanced Team, as long as one returns alive from the Hidden Sect, they get the minimum merit points.

The Advanced Team calls these "Survivor Merit Points," also known as "Minimum Merit Points," totaling 1 point.

Wang Jian excitedly said: "Luo Ji got merit points, so envious."

Being Blank People, the city system identified them as waste products of human circulation, so Feng Mu and Wang Jian naturally only had 1 merit point.

It's 1 point, not 0, symbolizing the humanization of the city system.

The birth of genius requires a massive base population; this is the merit everyone is bestowed upon birth, proudly called "the Great Denominator Merit" by Blank People.

It's the only merit point that 99% of Blank People will possess in their lifetime, as afterward, this merit account seems dead, unmoving.

Unless, like Luo Ji, they gamble with their life.

Wang Jian was sincerely happy for Luo Ji, full of envy: "Just need to go in 9 more times, oh no, 8 more times, Luo Ji can gather 10 merit points to upgrade to a Class-F citizen."

After finishing 4 bowls of organic synthetic food, Feng Mu said flatly: "If half die each time, the survival probability is 50%, surviving 9 times in a row, probability is about 0.2%."

0.2%, only one-tenth of the citizen exam passing rate.

If Luo Ji had this luck, why gamble in the Hidden Sect, why not just end it and be reborn to the Upper City?

Wang Jian's face fell instantly.

Feng Mu put down his chopsticks, rigorously added: "Of course, this probability is not absolute, if someone encounters a miracle in the Hidden Sect, then 0.2% is no longer 0.2% for them."

Even naive Wang Jian wouldn't think Luo Ji could experience a miracle, he sighed dejectedly.

Feng Mu left with his plate; he actually left unsaid that if one truly encountered a miracle and survived continuously, it might not be a good thing.

After all, encountering a miracle might mean concealing it, and not everyone in the Advanced Team is a fool.

In the afternoon, burned two more Calamity Corpses.

Unexpected luck, both exploded Black Cores, all went to Feng Mu, Wang Jian earned 200 yuan.

Feng Mu sometimes wondered how there could be Calamity Corpses to burn every day, how many people are there in Zone 9 anyway.

A few per day doesn't seem many, but considering it almost happens daily, it adds up to at least a thousand Calamity Corpses a year.

Compared to the millions of population, it might not seem many, but considering Calamity Corpses aren't something just anyone can become, the threshold is said to be high, you need to be at least a third-level martial artist.

Thinking deeper, this ratio is somewhat horrifying.

"It seems the water behind Calamity Corpses runs deep, but for me, the more, the better."

Feng Mu didn't care about the threat Calamity Corpses posed to human survival, he just wanted to be full.

"Perhaps the black market merchants who specifically collect Black Cores might know some secrets, but knowing less might mean living longer, I just want to know how much Black Cores the black market merchants have amassed, can they sell me a package?"

After a day's work ended, Feng Mu took a break amidst busyness, practiced Body Forging Exercise for another 4 hours.

[Edibility] rose to 67.7%]

Tonight, if he pushes harder, Feng Mu is confident to drive the edibility directly to 75%, at this speed, in no time the progress bar for the first-level Iron Eater will be filled.

He needs to plan ahead for the next steps.

Probably time to upgrade to [Second-Level Iron Eater], not to mention new changes, at least an additional edibility slot might appear.

By then, which type of iron to choose?

Continue with raw iron, or Ten-Forged Iron, Hundred-Forged Iron, or perhaps... shards of Nine Nether Evil Iron?!!

In truth, it's still the [Raw Iron: Molding] trait that gave Feng Mu a jolt.

Initially, he was willing to slowly save Black Cores, wait patiently, but now he's getting restless, feeling a daily accumulation is terribly slow, wanting to switch to a more convenient method.

It's like, before absorbing raw iron, Feng Mu was a virgin, unfamiliar with feminine charm, though a bit lonely, he could withstand it.

Absorbing raw iron is like getting a foot massage, accomplishing the first loss of blood.

Can someone who experienced indulgence be the same as one who hasn't?

The desire doubles exponentially, already not only wanting a massage, but more eager to find the dream lover he's longed for.

The shards of Nine Nether Evil Iron are Feng Mu's dream lover.

Off work, leaving the incineration plant, entered the neighborhood entrance, spotted two shady figures not far from the building.

One with yellow hair, another with red, seeing Feng Mu glance over, they didn't dodge, but stared back fiercely, a cigarette dangling from the corner of the mouth.

Feng Mu averted his gaze, the two hooligans let out peculiar laughs.

Locking his bicycle, Feng Mu went upstairs home.

Standing by the bedroom window, pulling apart a segment of curtain to peek outside, the two hooligans squatted near by a food vendor's cart across the building entrance.

While eating without paying, occasionally spitting on the ground with insults.

"Not hiding, openly staking out, what could they find out, no it's not about finding the culprit, it's about applying psychological pressure on those of us on the list?"

Feng Mu contemplated for a moment, couldn't think of other explanations.

He closed the curtain, changed the SIM card.

During the day, Feng Mu uses his own SIM card, only changing to the one used to contact Ma Wei when home at night.

——Boss, Bin sent out some capable guys to follow people on the list.

Sure enough, received such a text message on his phone.

Feng Mu deleted the message, didn't reply.

He didn't feel any psychological pressure, just felt disgusted, somewhat affecting his appetite.

And, the digestive system is the organ most affected by emotions, resulting in Feng Mu's evening digestion rate slowing slightly.

By the time he went to bed at the scheduled time, [Edibility] had only risen to 73%.

Feng Mu, with a grim face, pushed himself for another 2 hours, by the time he went to bed at 06:00, [Edibility] had finally risen to 75%.

"Damn it!"

Feng Mu closed his eyes to sleep, he didn't know how others on the list would handle the situation, but his mind already had a clear answer.

It's lousy~

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