But today, her appetite was unexpectedly good.
She picked up her knife and fork, her movements swift and precise.
The food wasn’t particularly outstanding, but for Zhao Ying, who had long lived in a barren environment, it was a rare delicacy.
She ate at an incredible speed, the food on her plate vanishing before her very eyes.
At the same time, a translucent progress bar appeared on her retina, displaying the number of calories she had consumed.
As she continued to eat, the progress bar slowly filled, but it was still a long way from the 10,000-calorie target.
Zhao Ying didn’t stop. She ordered several more high-calorie desserts and drinks.
Finally, she swallowed the last bite of food from her bowl.
The progress bar on her retina reached its 10,000-calorie target.
Zhao Ying put down her utensils and let out a soft breath.
Her stomach didn’t feel uncomfortable. Instead, she felt a full, satisfying sensation.
She leaned back in her chair.
Turning her head, she looked out the window. The rain was still falling, and the streets were sparsely populated.
’I wonder what the reward for this mission will be?’
she wondered.
She hadn’t even realized it herself.
She was already getting used to obeying the system’s commands, even starting to look forward to the reward after each completed mission.
"Host’s mission completion detected. Reward: Perfection Level Mixed Martial Arts!"
The system’s voice rang out.
At the same time, a massive amount of information flooded her mind like a tidal wave.
It was all about fighting techniques.
How to generate force, how to increase strength, how to kill an enemy in the shortest possible time...
The information was branded into her mind, engraved deeply within her.
A trace of confusion flashed in her eyes.
A moment later, Zhao Ying snapped out of it.
Her gaze gradually cleared, and the complex fighting techniques in her mind seemed to have merged with her, becoming a part of her body.
The music in the restaurant played on.
Her gaze swept across the restaurant again, and she noticed several shocked stares secretly sizing her up.
Apparently, her astonishing appetite had drawn the attention of the other patrons.
Zhao Ying frowned, took a deep breath, then stood up and walked to the counter to pay.
Looking at the number on the bill, she couldn’t help but feel a pang of heartache.
This one meal had cost almost all of her savings, but when she thought of the mission reward, she felt it was all worth it.
After a BEEP from the scanner,
the numerical value representing her money on her wrist device dropped to a single digit.
"Thank you for your patronage. Please come again!"
the waiter who had served her said with a smile.
Zhao Ying had eaten so much just now.
He stood to get a sizable commission from it.
So naturally, his attitude was pleasant.
Zhao Ying didn’t reply.
She walked out the door.
The heavy, blast-proof door closed behind her, sealing off the warmth and aroma of the restaurant.
Zhao Ying’s figure quickly vanished into the curtain of rain.
「...」
Threads of rain fell like silver wires from the lead-gray sky, pattering on the dilapidated streets of the Lower City District.
Neon lights bled into blurry halos in the damp air. Holographic projections on the billboards flickered with intermittent glitches, illuminating the piles of abandoned machinery and rust-stained metal walls that lined the street.
There was no greenery to be seen.
The air was filled with the smell of motor oil and rotting garbage, punctuated by the occasional low rumble of a distant engine.
Zhao Ying walked along the street.
However, as she was passing a corner,
two people blocked her path.
And two more appeared behind her.
The leader, a bald man in a worn-out leather jacket, had skin covered in bluish tattoos.
His lips curled back to reveal a set of jagged metal teeth, his eyes glinting with greed and provocation.
"Hey, little lady, it’s not safe to be wandering around here alone. How about us big brothers keep you company?"
He deliberately dragged out his words, his voice hoarse and grating.
His companions laughed along with him.
Zhao Ying didn’t respond. She just lifted her head slightly, her gaze from under the hood of her raincoat sweeping over them.
She recognized them as the customers who had been sitting two tables away from her in the restaurant.
Normally,
she would have been terrified in a situation like this.
But now, after her mind had been baptized by the memories of Perfection Level Fighting Technique,
she felt nothing at all facing these men.
Her eyes fell upon them, automatically pinpointing their vital spots.
An urge to test out her new Fighting Technique even surfaced from deep within her.
But as soon as the thought arose, she forcibly suppressed it.
If possible, she didn’t want to cause trouble.
To put it bluntly,
just one day ago,
she was just an ordinary student.
"Excuse me, I have somewhere to be. Please let me through!"
she said, her voice hoarse.
"Don’t be so cold. Come and play with us for a bit, hmm?"
Seeing Zhao Ying’s gaze, a man with a silver nose ring stepped forward from the side.
His companions also closed in, forming a semi-circle around her.
"Us brothers are very strong, you know."
A lewd smile spread across the man’s lips as he reached out to grab Zhao Ying’s shoulder.
However, just as his fingers were about to touch her, Zhao Ying’s body suddenly moved.
Her movements were so fast they were almost a blur, like a black flash of lightning cutting through the rain.
Her right hand shot out, her palm carving an arc through the air.
If one could slow down the motion, they would see that her palm was relaxed the moment it shot out, as if she were holding a small bug or a sparrow, the center of her palm hollow and utterly devoid of tension.
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