33: Chapter 33: Sothing Seems Missing 33: Chapter 33: Sothing Seems Missing The next morning, Zhao Guang received a phone call that the goods were ready.
“This old man is really in a hurry, you’d think he was the one in the trade business.”
Zhao Guang hung up the phone, went downstairs to drive his car, and he wasn’t sure if it was his improved coordination, but he felt that driving was much smoother than before.
He hauled the goods back in his car and moved them upstairs using the elevator by himself.
“What’s with people these days, a rich second generation acting like he’s poor.”
“Exactly, why not store these things in a warehouse?
It would be so much cheaper than here.
I don’t know what he’s thinking.
With just these items, when will he ever earn back the money for this building?”
“I think he’s just ssing around, not taking it seriously at all.”
“I wonder if Xiao Zhao is seeing anyone, my niece is quite a catch.
They should et.”
It was as if sothing strange had been inserted, and everyone around turned to look at the chubby woman next to them.
Zhao Guang, hearing all this gossip from afar, felt quite helpless.
If he could move his Space Gate, would he need to bother with this?
He really had no choice.
After this period of training, Zhao Guang had managed to ignore the nosy elders around him.
Once the move was finished, Zhao Guang walked to an open area and started practising the Micro Light Breathing thod towards the sun.
However, the practice seed ineffective, as there was no growth in the flow of Inner Qi within his body.
“Young man, what are you practicing?
I’ve never seen it before, such simple movents, how could they be of any use?”
At so point, a few elders had gathered around, one of them practising Tai Chi while complaining to Zhao Guang.
“It’s nothing, just so village family moves I learned from the countryside.”
Speaking of which, Zhao Guang started practising the ‘Eight Pieces of Brocade’, but it seed as ineffective as the day before.
“Hey, that’s the ‘Eight Pieces of Brocade’, isn’t it?
You’re not doing it right, your movents are off,” the old man couldn’t help but teach the younger one, seizing the opportunity to lecture.
The group of old n stopped their own exercises and surrounded Zhao Guang, pointing and comnting on his form.
Listening to these old n, one would think they were each a matchless master.
“Elders, you seem to know a lot, could you teach ?”
Moved by the idea, Zhao Guang eagerly sought their advice.
‘Eight Pieces of Brocade’ might be useful in the Otherworld, and who knows what other martial arts might be useful.
After all, he would know whether they were effective after he tried them himself.
“Sure, we’ll tell you,” the elders found a cool spot, demonstrating as they explained.
These guys, with their penchant for teaching, were really endearing.
Though not young and physically not as capable, their knowledge of their hobby was significant.
Zhao Guang even noted down several websites, all founded by enthusiasts, so of them quite professional.
“Yeah, the internet is also a great platform.”
Zhao Guang realized he might have overlooked this aspect.
Initially worried about exposing the secrets of his ho, Zhao Guang had even avoided installing an internet connection, fearing soone might see sothing.
But now, owning the entire building, installing an internet connection on the second floor was not a problem.
As long as he didn’t install caras, there was no worry about being discovered.
When several elders were called back for dinner, Zhao Guang secretly drank a dose of Potions, and then once again practiced the Micro Light Breathing thod.
This ti, he finally saw so results.
However, Zhao Guang could feel that the source of this power was not external, but originated from the Potions itself.
The effects of his own training were not as strong as when he had trained without Potions in the Otherworld.
“Could it be that the differences between the two worlds are causing this?”
Zhao Guang had roughly confird that perhaps there was sothing lacking on Earth, which was why this was happening.
But the effects of his training in the Otherworld could still be brought back with him.
While moving goods in the morning, Zhao Guang could clearly feel that his physical strength had significantly improved.
This was not the improvent that cos after training because the increase was too apparent.
Moreover, as he continued to transport goods, the flow of Inner Qi in his body was also alleviating his fatigue, allowing him to keep going.
If it had been a few days earlier, he would have already been drenched in sweat and needing a rest.
This flow of Inner Qi was clearly consuming, and Zhao Guang was now familiar with its existence.
Deciding not to waste anymore, he ate his al and returned upstairs.
Zhao Guang closed the door, opened the Space Gate, and went to the Otherworld.
This ti, he wasn’t there to deliver goods but to practice.
“You again, how co you’ve popped up again?”
Zhao Guang looked at the Hard-haired Pig grunting at him.
The Hard-haired Pig, looking both wary and sowhat pleased, approached Zhao Guang but didn’t charge at him, just circling around him instead.
“I don’t even know what you’re up to, here’s sothing for you.”
Zhao Guang casually threw a piece of cloth, “Go play by yourself, don’t disturb .”
But this ti he didn’t throw it accurately, and the cloth fell to the ground.
Yet, the Hard-haired Pig seed thrilled, rushing over, rolling around on the ground, and wrapping itself in the cloth completely.
Then, it began romping around biting and gnawing, one might think it was a Husky.
Forget it, why bother about so much, just continue with the experints.
Zhao Guang assud a position again and confird that Earth indeed lacked sothing.
Because while practicing the Micro Light Breathing thod in this world, he could clearly feel sothing entering his body with each breath.
Although he imagined the sun, this power shouldn’t co solely from the sun, at least not entirely.
Afterward, Zhao Guang did Tai Chi, which had a slight effect, but it was relatively poor.
“I’ll have to see if there are any breathing techniques or sothing similar later, the effects are not good without these to regulate.”
Anyway, Baduanjin at least cos with breathing thods, even if they are a bit simplistic.
Then, Zhao Guang experinted with Potions; if they showed no effect on Baduanjin, they would not be wasted, and he could use them all on practicing the Micro Light Breathing thod.
“Brother Zhao Guang, are you here to deliver goods again?” While he was practicing, Zhao Guang suddenly saw a Jackal Wolfman squad running towards him, greeting him.
“No, I’m just here to train and improve my strength.”
The other nodded and didn’t bother with him further, there wasn’t any interest in sticking around.
Then the squad disappeared, and Zhao Guang stopped.
This place seed sowhat unsafe.
But should he go sowhere else?
That didn’t seem quite right either; both sides were military camps.
What was he doing, a rchant, staying in a military camp all day?
It was unsafe; he must change locations.
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