I just want to be stable, I was hung up and became a Valkyrie

Chapter 4 Shameful Hangup Records
Shen Qian woke up suddenly.

The cold wind made Shen Qian's skin chill, and at this moment, Shen Qian looked dazed.

who I am?where am I?I'm mad?
Shen Qian felt that he should be dreaming, because if he didn't feel wrong, at this moment, he was lying naked on the roof of the building, and his whole body was sore...

But the unusually real raw and cold touch of the ground, as well as some sticky things in his hands reminded him that this was not a dream.

Shen Qian sat up suddenly, but the excessive body movements almost made him fall forward.

This is clearly a symptom of discomfort caused by the sudden increase in physical strength.

Shen had this kind of experience once before, so he still had some impressions, but the feeling that time was far less intense than this time.

But... how come?
He looked around, his clothes were taken off and neatly folded aside, there was a lot of dirt on the ground of the roof, it seemed that it was all excreted from his body.

And a few meters away, an iron pot was set up. The pot was clean, but there was a rather pungent smell of medicine.

Not only did Shen Qian's body hurt, but there was still some tingling pain in his mind. It was already daylight, and Shen Qian's last memory was falling asleep at home, so...

What the hell happened last night?
Some vague memories emerged, Shen Qian vaguely remembered that he heard a bunch of strange voices in his mind, what system and hang up.

When Shen Qian thought of the "system", he was caught off guard, and a panel composed of light and shadow appeared in his consciousness.

This panel is divided into different areas, and the most conspicuous one is the "Hook Record" in the middle, which is still flickering at the moment.

After Shen Qian's consciousness was concentrated, the "hang-up record" was enlarged, and the next moment, a row of bookshelves appeared in Shen Qian's mind.

The entire bookshelf is empty, except for a folder on the far left of the top row.

A string of numbers "22970308" was marked on the surface of the folder, which was the date of last night.

When Shen Qian concentrated his thoughts again, the folder was opened, and a line of text emerged.

"Remarks: This hang-up has no combat experience and no training memory. In order to save energy, only text records are left for the host to browse except for the 'pharmaceutical' part."

Shen Qian was a little dazed, but intuitively knew that most of the reasons for his changes came from the "hang-up record" in front of him, so he continued to read.

"You wake up from your bed (19:22)

You're out the door (19:23)

You took a taxi and arrived at Nanmen River (19:38)

You are unable to pay your fare and are punched and kicked by the driver, sustaining minor injuries (19:40)

......"

Shen Qian: "?"

Wait, what the hell?

Why was I beaten?
"...

You jumped into Nanmen River 80 meters south of Wuding Bridge (19:43)

You collected a plant of Schisandra from the depths of the river bottom (Note 1) (19:47)

You came to Huaxia Pharmacy on Nanhe Road (19:59)

You bought Jiuwei Dihuang Wan, Angelica, Danshen, Red Buckskin and other medicinal materials (20:02)

You put down your medicines and leave the pharmacy after failing to pay for your medicines and failing to pay your credit (20:05)

......"

The corner of Shen Qian's mouth twitched, do you need to keep reminding me that I am poor?
But Shen Qian was also a little curious.

No matter what kind of medicine this system wants to prepare, judging from the changes in his body, it should be a success, so where did the money for the medicine come from?
So Shen Qian continued to read.

"...

You ran to No. 113 Haigeng Road in the north of the city (21:18)

You ring the bell and explain to the owner of the villa (21:20)

You met Ding Yi and borrowed 2795.6 yuan from her (21:26)

You smile evilly and turn away (21:28)

......"

Shen Qian: "..."

What a wicked smile!
If the system didn't lie to him, then Shen Qian felt that he could live on another planet.

He admits that sometimes he is a bit thick-skinned, but he is not thick enough to "smile evilly"!

After settling his mind, Shen Qian decided to read the hang-up record first, so as to avoid any surprises.

"...

You took a taxi back to Huaxia Pharmacy on Nanhe Road and paid 57.6 yuan (21:59)

You came to Huaxia Pharmacy and paid 2651 yuan to take away the medicinal materials (22:00)

You took a taxi back to Xingfu District and paid 23 yuan for the fare (22:14)

You spent 87 yuan at the convenience store outside the door to buy water, lighters, electronic scales, iron pots and asked the boss for some charcoal (22:18)

You came to the 3 rooftops and started making potions (22:25) (click to get the 'Pharmaceutical' memory fragment)
The improved version of 'Physical Potion' is completed (23:47)

You undress and take the 'Physical Potion' (23:51)

Your physical function begins to improve, and the severe pain makes you fall into a coma (23:52-10:11)

……

Note 1: Schizandra is a kind of medicinal material containing a large amount of trace elements and a little spiritual energy. It has mild medicinal properties and is often used as a body-building mixture for refining junior warriors. "

After watching all the hang-up records, Shen Qian fell into deep thought after the initial excitement and shame.

This "Physical Potion" didn't seem to match the name of the common medicines on the market that he knew, and at this moment, he was not sure how much enhancement this medicine had brought to his body.

Suddenly, Shen Qian thought of another question.

According to the records, it's past ten o'clock now?

He took a look at his bracelet, and the time on it had already reached 10:30.

"I lost it, I still have class today!"

Shen Qian, whose expression changed, didn't care about recollection, hurriedly put on his clothes and rushed to school.

……

When Shen Qian arrived at the school, it was already past 11 o'clock.

It's not intentional procrastination, but the money borrowed by God's system and Ding Yi is just enough for last night, and Shen Qian, who is penniless, can only run with the wind.

Fortunately, Shen Qian caught up with the last class, but unfortunately, this class was taught by the class teacher Liu Simin...

"I know that you may have entered a stage of self-destruction and feel that martial arts is hopeless, but this is not the reason for you to be absent all morning..."

"There are more than 1000 graduates in the school every year, and a few of them can be admitted to martial arts. Everyone is like you. Doesn't this society need other people..."

"Don't think that no one pays attention to you, no one cares about you, let me tell you..."

"That's it for today, deduct 30 points for your conduct, don't be an example!"

Finally, when Liu Simin was in a hurry to urinate, Shen Qian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He found his seat and sat down. Zhou Xu, who was at the same table as he was about to clean up and go to eat, changed his face and covered his nose: "Damn it, Shen Qian, you were late in the morning because you fell into the toilet, right?"

Shen Qian also realized that his body smelled really bad, after all, he had discharged a lot of impurities, but he didn't care, and asked casually: "I remember that the last class this morning was not a basic martial arts class, why did it become Teacher Liu? Class begins?"

Liu Simin taught martial arts theory and world history, so Shen Qian only asked this question.

After all, he still has a good relationship with Shen Qian. Although Zhou Xu disliked it, he pinched his nose and explained: "Ms. Liu is here to collect the registration fee."

"What registration fee?" Shen Qian was taken aback.

"Anyone who intends to take the martial arts college entrance examination must pay an additional registration fee. After all, you also know how valuable those equipment are."

"Is the registration fee due today?" Shen Qian couldn't sit still, "Why don't I know?"

"It was notified last month, but what are you doing with such a big reaction? Is it possible that you still want to apply for martial arts?" Zhou Xu asked a little strangely.

There were more than 50 people in the class, and less than [-] people finally applied for the martial arts exam, and Shen Qian was not among them.

"If you know what Shibie is for three days, how much is the registration fee?"

"five hundred."

Shen Qian didn't care about talking nonsense with Zhou Xu, turned around and found Wang Yangming who was sleeping on his stomach across the table, and slapped him awake.

"Why?" Wang Yangming raised his head in a daze.

"Pay money, five hundred."

"Oh." Wang Yangming took out his wallet, rummaged through it and took out a banknote, and handed it over, "Uh, I seem to only have five yuan left after I paid the registration fee."

"Damn, it's really poor, five yuan is also called money?"

Shen Qian stuffed five yuan into his trouser pocket, turned around and slipped out of the classroom with a contemptuous sentence.

Only then did Wang Yangming wake up a little bit, and asked Zhou Xu who was beside him wonderingly, "Why does he want five hundred?"

"It seems... that you need to pay the registration fee for the Martial Arts College Entrance Examination?" Zhou Xu said uncertainly.

The two who reacted suddenly looked at each other.

(End of this chapter)