The man behind the scenes: My entry is so evil that it's crazy

At breakfast, only Feng Mu and his mother Wang Xiuli were there.

He only realized at this time that the police station had taken on a big case last night, and Feng Ju had not returned all night. Feng Yuhuai had been promoted to a boarding student yesterday because of his excellent physique.

Boarding is a privilege only for top students, which means being paid special attention by the school, having access to the martial arts classroom 24 hours a day, and having… lessons from the teacher at night after school.

It’s not pornographic, so don’t even think about it.

Wang Xiuli is a person with a regular schedule. She went to bed early last night and didn’t know how late her son came back.

“Your sister has a good physique. She will be able to make a difference in the future and will help you.”

Looking at her son who was dull and eating silently, Wang Xiuli whispered a word of comfort.

Feng Mu swallowed the last bite of rice, hummed, picked up his schoolbag and prepared to go out.

Wang Xiuli handed over a neutralizer and said with a little guilt: "Remember to eat it, and don't blame your father for being partial, he is also doing this for the family."

Neutralizers look like spicy strips, but they actually taste like plastic. They are used to inhibit or remove nuclear radiation factors in the body. Ordinary people need to eat one a month to prevent deformities.

"Well, I know, I just can't bear to leave. I want to stay in school for a few more days. I don't think about taking the college entrance examination again. Anyway, I can't pass it. I will go through the withdrawal procedures next week and find a class to supplement the family income in the future."

This is definitely the longest sentence Feng Mu has said to his family in the three years since he traveled through time.

He is not lying, because there are really concerns in school that he can't give up for the time being.

Wang Xiuli smiled awkwardly and gave her son some pocket money with guilt.

Feng Mu didn't refuse, put it in his pocket, and went out.

After leaving the community, he came to the hardware store with ease. Without saying a word, he weighed a pound of iron beads and stuffed them into his trouser pockets without putting them in his schoolbag.

I would secretly stuff two into my mouth when I had nothing to do, like eating candy beans, and swallow them raw without chewing.

When I rode to school, my pocket was half empty.

"My stomach is a little bloated and painful, and I can't eat anymore. Is it because of breakfast? Why do I feel full?"

Feng Mu frowned and rubbed his stomach, and a dialog box suddenly popped up in front of him.

[Iron Eater: First Level]

[Edible Iron Type: 1]

[Absorbable Metal Properties: 1]

[Currently detecting edible iron type - ordinary pig iron, edible degree 0.5%. ]

[Absorbed properties:? ? ]

...

Feng Mu was stunned for a moment.

"Eating iron makes you stronger, so the edibility refers to the progress of eating iron to become stronger. Direct data is very intuitive and clear, and it also conforms to the characteristics of the game."

"Not only can it become stronger, but it can also absorb metal properties. It feels a bit awesome."

"If there is a first level, does it mean there is a second level, or a third or fourth level?"

Feng Mu's heart was suddenly burning. The only doubt was that he didn't remember that the skill terms in the game could be upgraded.

After all, the game focuses on force management and development, and it is understandable that the character combat and skill systems are relatively lame.

[Tip: This game has been loaded into reality. In order to better adapt to the new version, the game has been upgraded with a full range of patches. Players are requested to explore on their own and don't make a fuss. ]

Feng Mu understands.

How to say it?

It's already silver rarity, and it can continue to upgrade. This skill patch is a bit of a roll, but I love it.

"[Iron Eater] can continue to upgrade, what about the other two golden skills?"

Feng Mu thought it should not be possible, after all, it was already golden, the top, and it would be supermodel if it was upgraded again, but it was hard to say, and he needed to find an opportunity to verify it.

He was making all kinds of calculations in his mind, and when he came to his senses, Feng Mu was already standing at the door of the classroom.

The classroom was 1/3 empty, and the students inside looked over in unison. It seemed that no one expected that Feng Mu would come to class today.

"Didn't all those people who stayed in the classroom yesterday drop out?"

"Yes, why is he here again?"

"Is he planning to take the college entrance examination?"

"Impossible, with his grades, he won't be able to pass even if he takes it. He is the same as the group of people who dropped out yesterday. His family doesn't have much money. How could they spend money to waste it?"

"Then what is he doing here?"

"Who knows, maybe he is unwilling to give up and wants to beg for a chance. Is he going to borrow money from teachers and classmates to buy a qualification certificate?"

"Is he crazy? I won't lend him money. If you borrow money and waste it, how can you get it back?"

"I don't mind this little money, but we are classmates. I know he can't pass it, but I still lend him money and give him hope that is doomed to fail. It seems even more cruel. I can't bear it."

"Tsk tsk, class monitor, you are so kind..."

The classroom was full of whispers, and the eyes of the classmates looking at him were the same as yesterday, revealing a sense of superiority from a high position.

If it were yesterday, Feng Mu would have felt suffocated and oppressed, but after a day, when he heard this kind of trash talk again, his heart was no longer affected.

"They are just a bunch of walking blood bags, there is no need for me to be angry."

Feng Mu turned a deaf ear to him and walked into the classroom and sat back in his seat.

When the classmates around him saw him coming, they seemed to be really afraid of being pestered by him to borrow money, and they hurriedly looked away one by one.

Feng Mu curled his lips and noticed the change in his mentality.

"Because there is hope, I have become more confident, but because of this, I have to keep a low profile and must not be arrogant!!!"

Feng Mu warned himself secretly in his heart, and the reason why he came to class first instead of sneaking to the warehouse directly was also out of this consideration.

"Since I'm in school, I have to continue to play the role of a good student. At least, my behavior trajectory cannot be too different from the past, so as not to attract attention."

Feng Mu was not on guard against his classmates. He was just preparing for a rainy day. After all, two students died in the warehouse, and the police station would come to the school to investigate sooner or later.

Assuming that the last time the two deceased contacted their families yesterday was when they went out to school in the morning.

And,

Their parents are more vigilant, so at this moment, the police station may have received a "missing" report~

Feng Mu listened to the class absent-mindedly, and his thoughts had long drifted to the warehouse.

The cultural class ended, and there were two martial arts classes in the morning.

Feng Mu walked through the corridor and glanced at the playground several times. He did not see the blue and white car of the police station, and his urgency was slightly relieved.

Walking to the martial arts classroom, the temperature of the air suddenly rose. In the smell of sweat and hormones, students who changed into martial arts uniforms seemed to transform into upright beasts, waving their muscles wildly, bombarding various instruments, and then popping up real-time detection data.

Punch force 2.9 level.

Attack speed 2.6 frequency.

Skill 1.4 stage.

Feng Mu subconsciously looked at the instrument in the center of the field, and his eyelids jumped fiercely.

The figure standing next to the instrument had knotted muscles all over his body. Through the clothes soaked in sweat, you can still see the tendons wriggling like thick earthworms.

"Zhao Chong, the second place in the last senior high school martial arts simulation exam."

Looking at Zhao Chong, who was surrounded by his classmates, Feng Mu silently retracted his gaze and walked to the corner on the edge.

Each martial arts equipment has different functions. The only thing in common is that there are several students around each equipment. Feng Mu did not join in the fun.

In the past, he did it because of inferiority or because he couldn't compete;

Today, he was simply too lazy to move. The strong feeling of food accumulation in his stomach made him afraid that he would vomit if he exercised vigorously.

Vomiting is not terrible, but if he vomited a pile of iron beads, the scene would be too beautiful, and Feng Mu couldn't imagine it.

"Without the power of the sacrifice ceremony, I have such a hard time digesting it. I feel that I have only digested less than 1/10 now, and my stomach is still bloated and unbearable."

Feng Mu frowned slightly and calculated in his mind.

"At this rate, I will need about 10 hours to digest it and eat iron next time."

"A full stomach is 0.5% of the consumption, about twice a day, which means that the total consumption can increase by 1% a day. So it will take 100 days to accumulate to 100%?"

What will happen when the consumption is accumulated? The system did not give a clear answer.

Feng Mu speculated that there are two possibilities. One is that he can absorb a characteristic of pig iron at that time, and the other is that the skill of [Iron Eater] will be upgraded to the second level.

But no matter which one, it should be able to transform one's strength.

"100 days to complete the transformation is not slow in theory, but is there any way to speed it up a little bit?"