Astral Apostle

Chapter 51: Three Months (2)

Zhou Jing turned to look at the current effects of the two skills.

[Hunter’s Breath·Forging]

[Current Level: Lv 4 – (Master)]

[Effect: Physical Fitness +3, Resistance +2]

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[Weapon Mastery – Blade Technique]

[Current Level: Lv 4 – (Master)]

[Effect: Possesses exquisite blade skills. Physical Fitness +1]

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Most of his training time was spent on these two skills, and the returns were quite good.

Zhou Jing opened Jason·Wood’s Ability Profile. The attributes of this Astral Apostle had also changed.

[Attributes: Physical Fitness 14, Resistance 11, Perception 5, Spirit 6, Energy 0]

Compared to three months ago, his physical fitness had clearly improved. He had not even been strengthened by the mutant blood, but he already had some signs of approaching the level of superhuman. This was really beyond Zhou Jing’s expectations.

“It’s mainly thanks to the Hunter’s Breathing Technique…”

Zhou Jing thought that it was probably a coincidence that this skill had such an effect on him.

[Hunter’s Breath: Forging] had a threshold for cultivation. Even if one knew that this skill was somewhat extraordinary, ordinary people could not practice it since it was extremely difficult to reach the threshold of cultivation and train normally. This became a vicious cycle.

He only managed to reach the threshold of cultivating this skill because of his apostle’s high initial physical strength. After though he managed to solve this problem, it would be difficult for others to replicate it.

In the past three months, most of the Astral Points he had saved up had been thrown into these two skills. Among them, [Hunter’s Breath·Forging] was the most expensive. He had thrown in 700 Astral Points to upgrade it to Level 4.

If he treated one descent, return, and placement as a shuttle cycle, then the daily benefits brought by Jason·Wood every cycle would be around 300 Astral Points. Other than the few simple achievements triggered by his first shuttle cycle, the next few cycles did not trigger many achievements.

Excluding the expenses from his Accelerated Learning, he still had 460 points left.

“After training to this extent, I should be able to take the blood potion. If I continue to develop like this, the investment will not be worth the returns…”

Just as Zhou Jing was silently calculating, Barong, who was supervising from the side, walked over.

“You’ve improved again?” Barong came to Zhou Jing and said in a bland voice.

“Yes, that seems to be the case. I feel like my strength has increased again.”

Zhou Jing nodded and casually waved his saber, drawing out afterimages as he twirled it. The heavy saber in his hand was as light as a wooden stick.

Barong watched the scene calmly, his face expressionless.

In the past three months, he had constantly witnessed Zhou Jing’s unbelievable growth speed. He slowly went from shocked to used to it.

He was already numb.

He could not understand what was going on with this Jason·Wood at all.

He doesn’t even have the enhancement of the mutant blood, but with only some training, his physical strength was almost comparable to his?!

Is he actually a mutant beast in human skin!

His worldview was broken again and again. Barong had already given up on using his limited brain cells to think about such a confusing question. He attributed everything to Jason·Wood’s extraordinary talent.

He grasped onto the core of contradiction and decided on a principle—as long as this Jason·Wood was planning to be a Mutant Beast Hunter, the more impressive he was, the better. He would not think about anything else.

Seeing that Barong did not answer, Zhou Jing raised his eyebrows and asked, “Do you think I can use the blood potion now?”

Sure, of course. Not to mention using the Mutant Blood Potion, you could even directly go and become a Mutant Blood Warrior without the potion…

Barong resisted the urge to roll his eyes and spoke out.

“Pack your things. We’ll set off for White Plains City at dawn tomorrow. I’ll bring you to get the Mutant Blood Potion!”

“Alright.”

Zhou Jing’s eyes lit up.

After three months of training, he had finally met Barong’s requirements. This time, he could finally come into contact with true supernatural powers!

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Early the next morning, Zhou Jing brought Ross to meet Barong at the village entrance. They each brought their luggage and equipment.

Barong was still dressed like he had been during the hunt. Because the two-handed battle ax had been lost in the forest, it had probably been picked up by the Subterraneans. Therefore, he had asked the village blacksmith to forge a new ax. The workmanship was much cruder than the original weapon.

Zhou Jing, on the other hand, was wearing a hunter’s uniform. There was a dagger at his waist and a heavy black saber on his back.

This heavy saber was forged by a blacksmith at the east end of the village using the hard iron used to make farm tools. Other than being relatively heavy, it had no other characteristics. It was usually used for training, but of course, it could also be used to chop people… To be precise, it could be used to fling people away.

Ross, on the other hand, was carrying pots and pans on his back, looking like a chef… After being influenced by Zhou Jing for the past few months, he had actually learned how to cook!

Although he was currently limited to heating food, it was already a huge improvement!

Zhou Jing was extremely relieved. He finally did not have to be a nanny anymore. He could finally enjoy the service of a follower!

It was a distance from Frostwood Village to White Plains Town. Other than the ox cart, there were no other transportation tools in the village. They usually entered the city on foot.

However, although they were on foot, with their endurance, they ran even faster than being pulled on ox carts.

Even if he brought Ross along, it wouldn’t take long.

However, apart from the three of them, there discovered another uninvited guest at the village entrance.

“Uncle Jason, Uncle Barong, can you take me to the town with you?”

Reiner hugged Zhou Jing’s thigh and looked up, blinking his big eyes to act cute, his face full of flattery and pleading.

“I’m going to do something serious. I don’t have time to bring you along.”

Zhou Jing shook his legs helplessly, wanting to shake Reiner off.

After all, he was Griff’s son. He did not beat up the little kid whenever he got annoyed, causing the little kid to stick to him more and more.

“Don’t, I’m very obedient. I’ll listen to you along the way. If you want me to eat, I’ll eat. If you want me to sleep, I’ll sleep!”