At this point, he didn't go out hunting.
Plans never keep up with reality. For now, he could only take things one step at a time, adapting as he went.
He temporarily set the warehouse's area at two hundred square meters. If it wasn't enough later, he could just expand it.
Once the medicinal brew was ready, it was time for another session of "scalding the pigskin."
With each impact and blow, he found himself growing fonder of this tangible change.
It was like having a progress bar while pursuing a girl, knowing exactly where you stood each day. Or like a struggling author watching their story's stats climb.
It was a thrill and satisfaction that words couldn't describe!
When the pounding ended, he felt the surging qi and blood in his body and his ever-increasing strength, and he couldn't hold back a smile.
——Martial Arts: Body Refining Skill (80/100, Uninitiated)
"Tomorrow! Tomorrow I'll officially reach Entry Grade and become a Ninth Grade Martial Artist!"
