Chapter 7

Feng Mu took a deep breath, bent over, and first took out a bedsheet from his schoolbag, spreading it flat on the ground.

Then Feng Mu stripped the corpse's clothes, folded them and set them aside, took off the shoes and put them on his own feet.

Next, Feng Mu carefully moved the corpse onto the bedsheet, wrapping it tightly like a mummy.

Finally, Feng Mu took out a hammer from his schoolbag.

Bang bang, the sound of hammering fell, muffled through the clothes, slightly dull.

A corpse drained of blood and moisture, eroded by evil power, was different from a normal corpse, its texture more like... the dried chicken he had eaten in his previous life.

The meat was rotten, easily separating from the bone, and the bone was brittle, cracking with one smash, crumbling with another.

"Basically consistent with the 【Blood and Iron Sacrifice Related Knowledge】 described in my Nao Hai."

Feng Mu tried it, confirming that the feedback from the corpse matched the newly learned knowledge points, and the tense string in his heart finally relaxed.

This was the most critical step; if something went wrong, he would have to change to another solution, which was relatively more time-consuming and troublesome.

Fortunately, the knowledge points instilled into his Nao Hai by the system could withstand practical verification.

"The finishing touches on the male corpse are just monotonous physical repetition, while for the female corpse I only need a little variation, hmm, I'll try to finish during the lunch break."

Feng Mu focused his mind and executed his plan meticulously.

It wasn't finished by noon.

After school in the afternoon, Feng Mu had to spend another hour in the Cang Ku.

Mainly because the workload was a bit larger than Feng Mu had expected.

After all, even if the corpse turned into dried chicken, it was by no means an easy task; just repeatedly swinging the hammer took over a hundred times.

Also, handling traces at the scene required special delicacy, more tiring than mechanical physical repetition.

"The first time, lacking experience, next time I should be much more proficient, ah, why am I thinking about next time, ptooey ptooey ptooey."

Feng Mu climbed out the window, circled back to the teaching building's restroom, changed back into his own shoes in the stall, hoisted his bulging schoolbag onto his back, and sauntered out of the school.

At this time, there were still some sparsely scattered students and teachers preparing to leave school on the Playground, and Feng Mu blended in without standing out.

Back home, there were only him and Mother in Jia Li.

Feng Mu made an excuse that his stomach felt uncomfortable, skipped Dinner, and retreated to his Room, locking the door from the inside.

He sat at his desk, took out paper and pen, and while carefully recalling, recorded all of today's actions in detail on paper.

Just like estimating scores by checking answers after an exam, Feng Mu reviewed and simulated repeatedly in his Nao Hai against the records, finally letting out a long sigh of relief.

He did not tear the paper into pieces and throw it into the Trash Can, but crumpled it into a ball, and with several Iron Beads, forcibly swallowed it into his Stomach.

Truly hiding the secret in his Stomach in the physical sense!

"That's enough; after this, I just need to find a place to dispose of the other party's Relics and White Bone Fragments."

Feng Mu glanced at his schoolbag, unzipped the Zipper, and took out the clothes, shoes, wallet, mobile phone, Horn Hammer, etc. from inside.

After thinking, he found an Old Bag from the Yi Tou, put the clothes, shoes, and wallet inside, tied the mouth shut.

On the way to school tomorrow, he would find a place to bury them.

Throwing them into an outside Trash Can was impossible, as there were many vagrants, Scavengers, old men and old women in the Lower City Ninth District who would come to "Licking Bags" at the Trash Can from time to time.

As for the mobile phone, Feng Mu planned to hide it separately; who knows, he might need to use it later.

As for the "Dried Meat" wrapped in the bedsheet in the schoolbag, Feng Mu needed to handle it more Solemnly.

Because using only the Horn Hammer could not completely smash it into Ashes; otherwise he could scatter it to the wind, but now he couldn't, in case someone picked up White Bone Fragments and could still vaguely identify the Species.

Burying it wasn't safe either.

Feng Mu had heard Feng Ju complain more than once at the Dinner Table that stray dogs gone mad with hunger in some Residential Compound had dug up human bones, adding to the Patrol Bureau's workload.

In the end, it was all because those trash-picking humans had occupied the stray dogs' home.

Anyway, living with a Patrol Captain at home, Feng Mu had developed counter-investigation awareness, intentionally or not.

"Most importantly, I must thank the knowledge reserve of 3000 episodes of 'Detective Conan' from my previous life, let's go~"

Feng Mu reorganized his schoolbag, took out a stack of exam papers from the drawer, pressed them on the bedsheet, and covered them with a pencil case.

He casually put the schoolbag on the Chair, stretched, lay back on the newly spread bedsheet, and closed his eyes to rest.

【You have completed a Corpse Disposal; you handled it cleanly and elegantly throughout, fitting your character identity.】

【Game Inheritance Degree Increased; this time the Inheritance Degree has risen to 1%.】

【Current Reward Issued, please check it!】

Feng Mu: "......"

The surprise came unexpectedly, but upon second thought, Corpse Disposal was not an extremely evil act, was it~

Perfectly fitting the system's identity definition and expectations for him!

Feng Mu waited a while, noticing no new knowledge in his cranium, nor any strange changes like his body getting cold or hot, which was very Strange.

"So it's not a knowledge or skill type reward directly transmitted to me?"

Feng Mu had a guess in his heart,

"Then it would be external things, such as property, items, running forces, subordinates, etc., so which one would it be."

Feng Mu licked his lips, his Mood both expectant and regretful.

Expectant because external things were the essence of this management game, and the Reward had been Issued,

Regretful because the Reward had not been fully Issued, and delivery was delayed.

"Where has the Reward been Issued to, how do I check it, System, give me a Word." Feng Mu silently asked in his Heart Bottom.

The System had no reaction, obviously not providing customer service functions.

Unable to get an answer, Feng Mu could do nothing about it, so he climbed out of bed and hurried to Digest.

Lower City Thirteenth Set of Basic Body Forging Exercise starts now.

He turned on the computer, put on headphones, clicked on a video with the highest number of views, and slowly moved along with the "one—two—three—four—" drawn-out beat inside.

It wasn't video lag; he had set playback to one-third speed.

Time flowed three times slower than the progress bar, and Feng Mu gradually broke into a sweat.

Three hours passed, and Feng Mu felt his muscles sore and swollen, his whole body soaked through.

Feng Mu felt like stopping to rest; the warm quilt was tempting him, so he quickly took out a handful of iron beads from his pocket and swallowed them whole.

Coldness traveled down his esophagus, and the strong feeling of fullness drove away his drowsiness.

【Edibility Increased】

【Edibility Increased】

【Current Edibility 1.1%】

Others cultivating need to maintain a sense of hunger, otherwise they easily fall into food-induced drowsiness; Feng Mu was the exact opposite—he needed to constantly nourish himself, using a full stomach to squeeze out edibility.

The "↑" flickering on his retina was more invigorating than any stimulant in the world.

Several more hours passed, and both outside the window and inside the room grew dark; the quilt shrouded by night seemed to have received a buff, continuously casting spells on Feng Mu.

Feng Mu had lost count of how many times he had done it; he only felt his whole body as heavy as if filled with lead, and his eyes would occasionally glance toward the quilt.

Only, countering it was that the frequency of the "↑" flickering on his retina also became faster.

The more tired, the more exhausted, the stronger the effect of each repetition, the more stomach space freed up, the faster the edibility growth frequency, the more invigorated, the stronger the willpower, and thus, the better able to resist sleep and fatigue.

Truly, the higher the Dao, the higher the demon; fatigue and willpower formed a spiral-rising balance.

Until, four o'clock in the morning.

Feng Mu's body reached its limit; he closed his eyes and toppled onto the bed, falling asleep instantly, the flickering on his retina stopped, and the day's settlement data appeared.

【Iron Eater: First Rank】

【Edible Iron Types: 1】

【Metal Property Extraction: 1】

【Current Detected Edible Iron Type — Ordinary Pig Iron, Edibility 2.4%.】

【Extracted Property:??】

(Chapter End)