I have nightmares to get stronger

Chapter 39 Spirit Master
Han Dong's physical fitness has reached six points, while the physical fitness limit of ordinary humans in the world he lives in is only five points, that is to say, his physical fitness at this time is already better than that of ordinary humans in this world. 20% higher.

The improvement in physical fitness is not because his strength has increased by a fraction, but by a large amount. This means that every improvement in attributes will bring about huge changes, and it is by no means as simple as 1+1.

Moreover, the improvement of physical fitness is not only strength, but also a series of attributes related to the body such as agility, endurance, and resistance. If it is placed in the real world, it is very, very difficult to increase a little physical fitness. It takes a lot of time and effort.Therefore, Han Dong looked thin and thin, but he was actually in better physical condition than more than 90.00% of the workers present.

Even they can withstand two or three bags of grain, let alone Han Dong.

Seeing that Han Dong actually asked to add two sacks, the two men carrying sacks looked at each other, and they both saw a look of surprise in each other's eyes.

"Okay, I'll add another bag for you!" Fang Qi said with a smile, picked up another bag of food, and gently placed it on Han Dong's shoulder.

The previous blow was just a test. If Han Dong couldn't catch that blow, he should leave as soon as possible, so as not to be ashamed, but now seeing that Han Dong can withstand two bags, these two members of the Sea Shark Gang will naturally not make things difficult for him.

Han Dong tried it, and felt that he could still resist one bag, but there were not many people who could resist three bags at a time. Even among the members of the Shanghai Shark Gang, only two or three could complete it. In order not to look so special, he didn't Without asking for more, he smiled at the two of them and walked towards the warehouse with two bags of grain on his shoulders.

Looking at Han Dong's steady pace, Fang Qi was a little surprised, shook his head and said, "You really can't look like a man, looking at such a thin boy, I didn't expect such strength?"

"Maybe it's just that he's born with great strength. Looking at the posture in which he carries the bag, he looks like a novice. At that time, his physical strength can't keep up, and no matter how strong he is, it will be useless." Zhao Qian, who was opposite him, shook his head and said.

Although laborers carry bags hard, they also have certain skills. Laborers with good skills can resist a lot, save effort, and can protect their bodies from accidental injuries. With brute force like Han Dong, they won't be able to resist for a long time. will be unbearable.

The warehouse is more than 500 meters away from the port, and the distance to go back and forth is one kilometer. Not to mention carrying two bags of 5000 kilograms of grain, even if you run back and forth empty-handed, this is a distance of nearly [-] meters. An ordinary person can run down in an hour. Not much, let alone so much food.

Therefore, most workers are willing to carry a few more bags when they have plenty of physical strength, so that when the physical strength is almost exhausted later, even one bag at a time, the task of fifty bags can be barely completed.

After Han Dong carried more than a dozen bags, he did not consume a lot of energy as Zhao Qian predicted, making it impossible to continue working.

It can be seen that Han Dong's clothes and back were soaked in sweat, and his breathing became heavy, but his speed did not drop significantly.

However, Han Dong knew that according to his carrying method, if he carried a dozen more bags at most, he might be too tired to lie down.

"Little brother, is it your first time as a coolie?" A laborer in his 40s was standing aside to rest, and asked with a smile when he saw Han Dong put down the sack and was about to turn around and walk towards the cargo ship.

"Yeah, money is tight recently and I want to make some money, but I didn't expect that it's really hard to make money!" Han Dong took a deep breath, estimated the time, and stood aside to take a break.

"Here, light salt water, don't hesitate to drink some to replenish your energy!" Du Qiang smiled, took off a water bottle hanging from his waist, took a sip of it himself, and handed it to Han Dong.

Han Dong took it over, thanked him, and gulped down two gulps, making the corners of Du Qiang's mouth twitch.

"Drinking like this will hurt your body, so you should drink it in small sips, otherwise, the water in your stomach will turn into sweat, what a waste!" Du Qiang said with some distress.

His light salt water was filled with refined salt, and a small bag of [-] grams of refined salt cost three yuan, which was much more expensive than Han Dong's previous life.

"Hehe, thank you, uncle!" Han Dong wiped his lips and smiled, twisted his waist, and prepared to carry on. There is less than half an hour left, and there are still more than 20 bags to carry.

"Let's go, together, I think your posture is a bit stiff, follow me after you carry it, keep your center of gravity low, keep your waist straight, your hips should be heavy, your toes should be on the ground, support the cargo with one hand, and the waist with the other, don't just use the strength of your shoulders , if you know how to carry it with all your strength..." Du Qiang whispered as he walked.

Although Du Qiang was just a laborer who ran a single gang, his rich life experience made him feel that Han Dong was not an ordinary high school student, and if he showed his favor now and made some friendship, it might be beneficial in the future.

And what he paid was just a few sips of salt water, and the bag-carrying skills that some workers knew, which was nothing but a benefit.

Han Dong tried Du Qiang's method, and sure enough, although his physical strength had dropped drastically, it was easier to carry it than it was at the beginning.

"This method really works, thank you uncle!" This time, Han Dong directly added three packs of grain, holding the sack with one hand and his left waist with the other like an old hand, walking steadily towards the warehouse.

"Oh, this kid is not bad, he is born to be a laborer..." Fang Qi stared at Han Dong's back in surprise, and whispered.

In less than five or ten minutes, Han Dong had already completed the task of fifty bags, but in order to make more money, he didn't stop, but continued to carry it.

Soon, all the cargo on the ship was unloaded, Hao Dahai and the people on the cargo ship started to check out, while Han Dong waited at the port wharf with a group of laborers.

"Hey, Han Dong, how many lines are there on your bamboo stick?" Du Qiang asked in a low voice.

"Uncle Du, there are not many, there are probably more than 60 lines!" Han Dong smiled, the front of his bamboo sticks has been covered with red horizontal lines, and the back of the bamboo sticks has also drawn more than a dozen lines, adding up to a total of 67 lines. road.

"Oh, that's more than 80 yuan. It's amazing to earn so much on the first day!" Du Qiang said in surprise.

"It's okay, but I'm really tired. My back is sore now. I really want to lie on the bed and sleep now!" Han Dong rubbed his nose and smiled.

After the two chatted for a while, Hao Dahai came over with a handful of banknotes in his hand, and shouted: "Exchange the money with bamboo sticks, if you don't have fifty bills you won't be able to settle the bill, hurry up, and there is a freighter coming soon!" Entering Hong Kong, don’t leave if you want to continue to make money..."

Holding more than 80 yuan in bills, Han Dong thought for a while, and after putting them close to him, he didn't leave, but continued to wait.

"Little brother, not bad, are you interested in joining our Haisha Gang?" Hao Dahai walked up to Han Dong, looked him up and down, and asked with a smile on his face.

"I still have to go to school, so I can't come every day." Han Dong shook his head.

"Oh, so..." Hao Dahai frowned slightly, shook his head and said, "It's good to go to school, study hard, and get into a good university, so you don't have to suffer here... Do you want to continue unloading?"

"Of course, isn't there another one? I just finished unloading to make more money and go home to sleep, ha ha!" Han Dong scratched his head and laughed.

"Hehe, good!" Hao Dahai glanced at the port. A cargo ship that was bigger than before was slowly entering the port. On the deck of the cargo ship, a man in a windbreaker was looking around the port with eagle-like eyes. , looking vigilant.

A bright golden light bloomed from the man's right wrist, exuding a faint fluctuation of spiritual power.

Ordinary people cannot detect this kind of spiritual power fluctuation, only those with strong mental power can detect it.

"Huh, spirit weapon?" Han Dong narrowed his eyes, shocked in his heart. He originally thought that the spiritual master was a profession thousands of years ago, and now he can't see it anymore, but he didn't expect to meet a spiritual master in this port .

"It seems that there are still spiritual masters!" Han Dong thought to himself.

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(End of this chapter)