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Chapter 13 Fighting Differently: Plastic Grade
However, when he reached the place where he had just fought, he stopped and squatted on the ground.

Yu Dongxi looked at his skill tree, and there was only "Alien Fighting: Plastic Level" on it.

Um?What level is this?
Yu Dongxi felt that his mouth was crooked.

If I didn't guess wrong...

this level...

It's just a chicken.

However, I don't know why, but he didn't show his potential value.

After an estimate, he felt that there would be no danger, so Yu Dong moved a little closer to him.

"It's finally gone. Let me see what good things I can find this time. The young master is so lucky these days, and he will definitely gain something."

After muttering a few words, the man began to sing "Good Luck".

"You've been lucky recently?" Yu Dongxi followed behind him and asked.

"Yeah. Except for today, I have been able to eat, drink, wear and warm recently. I... ah! Who are you and what are you doing!"

Halfway through answering Yu Dongxi's question, he realized that there was someone behind him and yelled out.

"Hush—keep your voice down, what if someone hears it and comes out to grab something from you and find it before you!"

"You—" The man looked at Yu things, as if evaluating his combat power, "Aren't you the one who came out to grab things from me!"

Yu Dongxi blinked and said, "Who said I was going to steal something from you? I just want to see you looking for something, so I'm here to help you."

"Today is really unlucky, I didn't pick up the things, and I was shocked by you." The man stood up, patted the ashes on his clothes, and was about to leave.

Something held him back.

Indeed, one could tell from the ground that nothing had been left behind.

"I see that you seem to be very experienced in picking up these people's things. Tell me what's going on, how about it?"

"Impossible! Why should I tell you! Have you seen the martial arts of those people just now? Tell you, I will too! If you push me into a hurry..."

"Haven't you eaten today? I invite you."

Sitting in the noodle shop, with a steaming bowl of noodles in front of him, the cautious man put down all his guard just now.

"Stop! I know you're going to ask me, I'll tell you everything after I finish eating!" After saying this to Yu Dongxi, he picked up his chopsticks and started eating quickly.

After eating and drinking enough, he burped and touched his swollen belly before saying, "What do you want to know?"

"what do you know?"

The man thought for a while and began to speak.

This person's name is Zhen Bao, which is the name he gave himself, hoping that he will be full after every meal.

He lost some memories, and when he woke up one time, he found himself in a nearby alley, hungry.

I had neither money nor an ID card, and I didn't know how to find my family, so I wandered around, picking up junk for a living. Fortunately, there were many unoccupied houses in this alley.

By chance, he saw the same situation as this time, two groups of people fighting inseparably in the alley.

After they left, Zhen Bao found some money and a mutilated book in the place where they fought.

He finally had a full meal.

That book is called "Fighting in Different Sides ([-])". Through practicing the above things, Zhen Bao has a strong body, and he has more strength when picking up trash.

After that, he often searched for such people, trying to find their lost things again, but all failed.

Then, I met Yu Dong.

"You said, you haven't found a serious job for so long?" Yu Dongxi was a little puzzled.

"I don't have an ID card, no one wants it!" Zhen Bao looked resentful.

"Then why don't you go to the police?"

“I went and registered, but it was no use.

My family did not call the police and I am not underage to be sent to welfare. "

Yu Dong nodded, expressing his understanding.

Looking at the person in front of him, he felt a little helpless.

"Why don't you just follow me, with food and housing included." Although he is only a plastic grade, how can a person with the ability to fight against different sides let him be left outside?
Zhen Bao's eyes seemed to be full of stars: "Really? Boss! Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Hearing Zhen Bao who changed his words so quickly, Yu Dongxi smiled and gave up his original idea of ​​going home.

He decided to go to the association first and settle Zhen Bao down.

When he came to the association, he arranged a place for Zhen Bao, ordered the cafeteria to let him eat as he wanted, and told him to take a good rest, and Yu Dong returned to his office.

He took out the book and began to read it carefully.

He was inspired by the fact that he could see the skill tree when looking at the opposite side through the reflection of the window.

Since the reflection can also be seen, then through the mirror, I should be able to see my potential, right?
Once you have practiced different-sided fighting techniques to the entry level—or the plastic level, you will know your potential in this area!
Seeing the brilliant martial arts of those people before, I have to admit that Yu Dongxi was moved.

Memorizing a few pictures by rote, Yu Dong found a mirror, put it in his office, and ordered people not to approach it.

In an atmosphere full of ritual, he stood in front of the mirror and slowly opened his eyes.

Looking above his head, there is indeed a skill tree.

"Different Fighting Technique: Scrap copper and rotten iron level, potential value: 3"

That bright "3" is a bit dazzling.

Yu Dongxi rubbed his eyes and looked over again, but no matter how he looked, the number was unshakable.

!

! !
!!!

Could it be that his skills are so low in things like fighting against different sides?
He has seen so many people with so many skills before, but he has never seen anyone with a potential value lower than 10 in a certain aspect.
But now...

"Could it be that the total potential value of this grading method is 10?" Forced to find a reason, Yu Shi began to comfort himself.

Otherwise, do you still want this face?
Although... It seems that even if the total value is 10, the potential value of 3 is still very embarrassing.

Walking out of the office and looking at the people outside, he was still in a daze.

"Qin Da." Walking downstairs, in front of a group of people, he called out to the only person whose name he knew.

Qin Da felt that his little boss seemed to have grown up overnight, and his voice was full of melancholy and vicissitudes.

"What's wrong?" Qin Da asked cautiously.

"Do you know how to fight with different faces?" He asked directly.

After all, it's just a name, not a secret; what's more, how could someone as high and powerful as Qin Da not know it.

"Swipe—" The surrounding association employees were just gathered around, some were chatting, some were playing with their mobile phones, but now they all put down what they were doing and looked at things in a uniform manner.

(End of this chapter)