[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-starting-to-gain-experience-from-push-ups":3,"chapter-starting-to-gain-experience-from-push-ups-starting-to-gain-experience-from-push-ups-chapter-3":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},231478,282,"Chapter 3 - 2 Experience Panel_2","starting-to-gain-experience-from-push-ups-chapter-3",3,"\u003Cp>\"Oh.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a crisp response, a gentle girl wearing a headband ran out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She handed the items to the woman, glanced at Fang Cheng, then lowered her head and retreated back into the house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your mom really, so busy she forgets what day it is today.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman stuffed a stack of carefully crafted paper clothes and ingots into Fang Cheng's hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She then followed with a concerned reminder:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Burn these things when you get back, and offer incense to your dad, by the way, do you still have incense candles at home?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, thank you, Auntie He.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng took them with both hands, his face showing a grateful smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remembered, today should be the \"Cold Clothes Festival\" for paying respects to ancestors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, with the fast pace of city life, the younger generation rarely observes such traditional festivals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They exchanged pleasantries for a few moments, then called it a day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng, holding the paper offerings, opened the iron door covered in ads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click, the incandescent light at the entrance switches on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A typical household full of the era's atmosphere came into view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The house was not big.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Living room, dining room, and kitchen were all connected, not exceeding thirty square meters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old tables, chairs, and floors were peeling paint but were still scrubbed clean and shiny.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other various pieces of furniture were also neatly arranged, revealing that someone had tidied up and cleaned recently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng knew it was his mother who'd been here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His maternal grandfather was suffering from stomach cancer and had come from the countryside to East Capital for hospital treatment and chemotherapy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Apart from work, she took turns with her brother to take care of and accompany him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Busy to the point of exhaustion, lately, she seldom had the chance to come home for a peaceful sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng silently changed shoes and entered the house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walking across the creaking floors, he approached the cabinet with the TV on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, stood a photo frame with a picture of a young couple holding a newborn baby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman was beautiful and gentle, the man handsome and cheerful, with happiness in their eyes that seemed to pass through the glass to the outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The photo frame was also wiped very clean, with a small bronze incense burner placed deliberately in front of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The incense in the burner had long burned to the end, leaving only the bamboo stick bases.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng opened the lowest drawer of the cabinet, searching carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the search, an old newspaper pressed by miscellaneous items was revealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The yellowed paper had half of a news headline visible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Murderer swallows gun to commit suicide, sordid secrets buried in fire...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, he found a small half bundle of incense sticks remaining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng took out three, re-lighted them, and placed them again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, holding a damaged white iron basin, he squatted outside the door and burned the paper clothes and ingots one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the smoke and sparks rise continuously, Fang Cheng's eyes slightly squinted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the darkness, the flames made his complexion glow red, his pupils flickering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if awakening some long-sealed memories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a while, the ritual was complete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng returned inside, washed up briefly, and then entered the bedroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't go to sleep, but instead prepared to start self-study.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This bedroom-cum-study was only six square meters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the cramped space, there were no toys or posters of female celebrities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The desk was piled with stacks of conspicuous academic books, \"World History,\" \"On Monarchs,\" \"Criminal Psychology,\" etc.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One book laid open on the cover, titled \"General Theory of Criminal Law.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng sat down, picked up the alarm clock, and glanced at the time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>10:29.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can still study for an hour and a half.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He set the timer function first, then took a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, he silently recited in his heart:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Concentration Skill, activate!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Speed Reading Skill, activate!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, Fang Cheng's gaze calmed, as if a button was pressed in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the troubled thoughts from before were cast out far and beyond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The noise around him, the sound of car horns, babies' cries, also gradually receded and disappeared...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng sat still, his expression becoming utterly calm, but his pupils moved rapidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost every 3 to 4 seconds, his fingers flipped through a page of the book.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes shining brightly, like a laser printer scanning and recording the content of the textbooks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second hand of the alarm clock ticked with each movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the thick book was flipped through, the pages left gradually diminished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng's brows furrowed tightly, his face showing signs of pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost at the same time, the alarm clock also emitted an irritating \"ding ling ling\" sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately dropped the book and pressed the off button.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he vigorously rubbed his forehead and temples with both hands to alleviate the throbbing pain in his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't until a few minutes later that his tense face relaxed and he exhaled deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In front of him, rows of small characters scrolled and appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Your Concentration Skill Experience +1]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Your Speed Reading Skill Experience +1]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Your Concentration Skill Experience +2]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Your Speed Reading Skill Experience +2]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Warning! You have slightly overtaxed your Spirit, and your physical condition is poor. Please rest.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It seems that using both skills at the same time, I can last at most one hour...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng's complexion was somewhat pale as he continued to slowly rub his forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both \"Concentration\" and \"Speed Reading\" had been upgraded to lv1, and indeed their effects were significantly more pronounced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Correspondingly, the energy consumption, like Experience Points, counted in half-hour increments and increased linearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The specific differences should be related to the Spirit Attribute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng closed his eyes, reflected for a moment, and his face showed a relieved expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just now, his reading speed was incredibly fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had successfully muddled through thick tomes over a thousand pages of dense legal provisions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the past, this would have been unthinkable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though it was but a cursory reading, grasping the general content outline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that's alright, he could continue to read in-depth several times more and delve into contemplative digestion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The so-called Reviewing the Old to Understand the New was precisely this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a short rest, Fang Cheng began to review starting from the first page.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, this time his spirit might have been too exhausted, or perhaps distractions were resurrecting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn't maintain the state required for using the skills, let alone the concentration level needed for normal studying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sigh——\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng simply closed the book, picked up the eye drops, and dripped a few into his sore eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his eyes closed, the light blue interface reappeared in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the panel listing various Skills, his thoughts couldn't help but flit around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All these were his gains over the past two months.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Different Skills represented different development directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cooking Skill? Continue to upgrade and become a Special Grade Chef, State Banquet Chef, Food God?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cleaning? Become a Cleaning Expert and start a cleaning company?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boxing? Fight in professional matches, win championship titles in various events, compete for the title of Boxing King?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Human energy is ultimately limited, and career planning also needs to be clear-cut, emphasizing prioritization.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which path should he choose in the future?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since he unlocked the \"Boxing\" Skill a week ago, this question had always lingered in Fang Cheng's mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pursue a postgraduate degree and then acquire a Master's degree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After that, using the degree to work in the legal department of a company or a law firm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or stay in academia, progressively advance in professional titles and rise to lecturer, associate professor, professor...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not for Golden Finger, choosing this path would no doubt be the most in line with his personal circumstances and family background.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But——\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What if this world isn't as mundane as it seems on the surface?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng suddenly remembered the evening of his sixth birthday.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His father, hiding a gun, the resolute silhouette as he walked out the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that last message:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Live well, being ordinary is enough!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The night grew deeper, and waves of cold washed over him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng rubbed his hands together, exhaling a breath of warm air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Staring out at the neon lights blurring outside, at the dark and chilly city, his eyes shimmered, his mind awash with thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Money, power, law, class, profession...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These, after all, are but external constructs attached to human society.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What if I can evolve endlessly, break through the limitations of the body, and transcend all social rules...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng's eyes blazed with fiery passion, as if a dormant beast in his heart was being awakened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whatever choices lie ahead, a strong and robust physique was clearly the greatest asset.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With this thought, he immediately picked up a ballpoint pen and opened his diary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tip of the pen skimmed over the paper, scribbling down a line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fitness plan, Prisoner's Training...\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1508,"2026-05-29T15:13:17.559Z","2026-06-01T04:29:35.325Z",1,"novelbin.me","7c2cb443d878bfbafbec95bca54dedf4127acb27924e48cd82f6d8529f8239b8","starting-to-gain-experience-from-push-ups-chapter-4","starting-to-gain-experience-from-push-ups-chapter-2",1278,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-to-gain-experience-from-push-ups-cover.jpg"]