Dragon Clan: Undercover at the beginning, the road to becoming a god

Su Mo didn't quite understand what Xia Mi was planning.

After training all afternoon, he was almost exhausted.

Even after resting for a long time, my muscles were still sore.

In addition, there are also very hungry signals coming from the abdomen.

Only then did he understand why Xia Mi asked him to eat more at noon.

Although eating too much will also affect exercise.

But at this level of exercise, not eating enough will affect your training even more.

After the training, he didn't even have the strength to walk, so he relied on Xia Mi to drag him back.

He was half pulled by Xia Mi on the way back.

Although Su Mo was very tired.

But after seeing the data on the personal panel, my spirits were lifted.

[Ancient Boxing: LV1, 1010/10000 (Under the guidance of an expert, your boxing has improved slightly)]

Should I say that Xia Mi deserves to be a great master?

In just one afternoon of training, Su Mo gained nearly a thousand experience points!

According to his previous calculations, if Su Mo trained on his own, he would gain at most one to two hundred experience points a day.

Xia Mi's teachings directly increased his speed of becoming stronger by five to ten times.

Keep it up like this.

It would only take Su Mo more than a week to upgrade the [Ancient Boxing Technique] to LV2.

After reaching this conclusion.

Su Mo looked at Xia Mi a little differently.

That was the gaze looking at the experience pool.

"I didn't expect you to be so powerful. I suddenly realized that I have changed my opinion of you!"

Su Mo said with admiration.

His tone was full of affirmation and praise.

In his mind, Xia Mi's image has probably always been associated with the best Dragon King. Now he realizes something. Xia Mi was the best among the first generation, but he is also the best among the second generation.

If we talk about qualifications as a mentor.

Xia Mi, who is closer to a human being, may actually be the most suitable among all Dragon Kings.

Because you are weak, you want to become strong, so you know how to teach others how to become strong.

In this regard, Boss Xia Mi is undoubtedly a very qualified teacher.

"Thanks for the compliment, should I say that?"

Hearing Su Mo's praise, Xia Mi looked strange and didn't show any particularly happy expression.

because--

"Although it sounds like you are praising me, why do you feel that I am being underestimated? Is it an illusion?"

She stared at Su Mo's eyes suspiciously, as if she wanted to see something from them.

"It must be an illusion!"

Su Mo looked at the girl in front of him sincerely.

Today is different from the past.

In the past, it was nothing to be rude, but now that there is actual combat training, Xia Mi has the opportunity to retaliate casually.

We can't let this petty female dragon get the handle.

"Hmph! Just think of it like this!"

Xia Mi, who didn't see anything, snorted softly.

He took out the key and opened the door.

Then he threw Su Mo, who had not fully recovered, onto the chair.

"You're covered in sweat, don't sleep on my bed! I don't have anywhere to wash it if it's dirty."

After muttering something, she found a towel in the closet and threw it over.

"Just wait for the meal to be ready. You should rest for a while and don't ask me to feed you then."

After saying that, she went to the refrigerator and took out the unfinished meals at noon.

I wonder if she had any foresight.

If you make too much for lunch, it will be just right for dinner, and the leftovers will heat up quickly.

"clear."

Su Mo wiped his face with a slightly fragrant towel, and then slumped on the chair without moving.

He was able to walk back on his own because he had dinner as motivation.

Now that I have relaxed, I feel like my body is falling apart, I don't have much strength to speak, and even my vision is a little blurry.

Watching Xia Mi skillfully light up the gas stove, and listening to the "sizzling" sound of the iron pot heating the food.

The aroma of food filled the air, making Su Mo feel as if he had returned to his long-lost home.

Thinking of this, he felt a little relieved, and then his eyes became heavy and he lowered his eyes.

Xia Mi, who was warming up the dishes, noticed that there was no movement on Su Mo's side and glanced subconsciously.

After realizing that Su Mo was asleep, she shook her head speechlessly.

"Why is this guy sleeping so soundly while I'm busy here, like a pig..."

After muttering dissatisfiedly.

She relaxed her hands and feet.

The speed of heating the food is actually very fast, and it can be almost cooked in a few minutes. However, she only has one pot here, so it will inevitably take a little longer to cook the food one by one, plus she has to cook the rice.

So it took about fifteen minutes to prepare the meal.

"Hey!"

In the hazy heat, Su Mo felt someone pushing him. The voice was clear, sweet, and very familiar.

He couldn't open his eyes at first, but suddenly he recalled that he seemed to have traveled through time and came to a world that did not belong to him, and there was no home here.

Su Mo frowned immediately, shook off the drowsiness, and slowly opened his eyes.

There was pure white in front of him. He didn't understand art, but looking at that pure and flawless face at this moment, he suddenly realized what beauty could transcend race.

It's just so beautiful and a little familiar.

It was so familiar that my eye sockets seemed to hurt a little.

"Snapped!"

The pain came again.

This time it's not the eye sockets, but the head.

Looking at Su Mo who had just woken up and was a little confused, Xia Mi slapped him unkindly.

"Are you awake, young master? Come and eat when you wake up!"

After hearing this, Su Mo Shentai became completely clear-headed and understood the situation in front of him.

He was lying on a chair, with Xia Mi in front of him wielding a spatula. There was a steaming meal on the desk behind Xia Mi.

What rang in his ears was the girl's dissatisfied hum.

"It is said that recruiting employees can help the boss serve tea and water. What I hired is a dependent person, but why can't I feel the majesty of the Dragon King? Instead, I have become a maid who cooks. I can lie down comfortably and sleep peacefully. The same as the young master... Master, did you hear that? If you heard it, tell me back, otherwise I won’t warm you up if you miss this meal! But this little amount of exercise is like this. You are really a young master who has no fingers in the sun. What on earth did you do before? Yes, hey! Do you hear me?"

After hearing these words clearly, Su Mo smiled silently.

I thought to myself that this female dragon is really a talkative person. Speaking of which, Norton and Lu Mingfei seemed to be talkative as well. I wonder if it is the inheritance of pure blood dragons or the result of Blood Mourning.

However, being a talkative also has the advantage of being a talkative, that is, you can look lively anytime, anywhere, even if you are talking alone.

When Xia Mi looked at him suspiciously, hesitating whether to slap him on the head again.

Su Mo finally spoke up.

"I heard it, I heard it, the heroine is merciful, even a murderer can have a last supper, right? Eat first, eat first!"

Inspired by the aroma of the food, his spirit was shaken.

Seeing him finally come to his senses.

Xia Mi stopped nagging and turned around to walk to the corner of the room.

Su Mo sat down in front of the table with a chair. Just when he was wondering why Xia Mi hadn't come over yet, the girl put half a cup of brown sugar water in front of Su Mo with a "dong" sound.

"Uh, I didn't get my period."

Smelling the smell of ginger in the brown sugar water, Su Mo couldn't help but remind him.

"I know you didn't get your period. It would be a problem if you did. This is to prevent hypoglycemia and give you sugar! Do you like to drink it?"

Xia Mi rolled his eyes at him speechlessly.

"Drink! Thank you Heroine for your concern."

Su Mo picked up the sugar water and drank it in one gulp. If he wiped the corners of his mouth again, people who saw it would probably think that this was a bold man drinking a bowl of white wine.

Sugar rushes to the stomach with heat and is then transported throughout the body by blood vessels.

I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but he immediately felt that his strength had recovered a lot.