Attack fiercely at my kidney reflex zone!

When two acquaintances from his former workplace suddenly appeared, Chen Jue remained remarkably composed. Whether or not he had awakened this attribute panel, he knew he and these people would soon become strangers to each other.

He went downstairs with Shen Shikun for lunch, and during the break, Chen Jue began researching online about the “wind evil” and how to boost energy, as Zhao Jianguo had mentioned.

“Wind evil” is a term from traditional Chinese medicine, also called the leader of all ailments. Any external pathogen with characteristics of movement, lightness, and dispersion is referred to as wind evil. To put it simply, it means illness caused by wind entering the body.

The features of wind evil are its rapid onset and departure, unpredictable movement, and frequent attacks on the upper body (head, face), the yang meridians, and the skin surface, causing the pores to open, leading to headaches, sweating, and sensitivity to wind. Essentially, after exercise opens the pores, sweat flows out, and if wind blows, it can make the body feel weak, like the onset of a cold.

Chen Jue recalled that while practicing his stance training in the park that morning, the temperature was low but there was no wind. Thinking it over, he concluded that his body temperature had risen during exercise, affecting the cold air outside and creating a small pressure difference, which resulted in a localized wind evil. As long as he kept warm next time or found a place with a suitable temperature to practice, he could avoid this issue.

As for ways to boost energy, many suggestions could be found online, ranging from dietary and herbal supplements to exercise. Chen Jue was already exercising regularly and did feel more energetic, but his current state still wasn’t enough to sustain his stance training. He looked up various food and herbal remedies—like Baizi Yangxin Pill and Bazhen Yimu Pill. Having never tried traditional medicine and knowing little about it, he decided to try ginseng, as it was the most frequently recommended. Every comment section raved about its effects on replenishing energy, though Chen Jue couldn’t help but wonder if “energy” in this context truly meant stamina. His expression turned somewhat odd.

“Have I exhausted myself from training?”

“Maybe my body just needs proper rest and some supplements?”

“Seems like there’s a place perfect for my situation!”

With that thought, Chen Jue ordered some sliced ginseng online and sent a meme to Jiang Zhe (targeting my kidney reflex zone). The guy had been playing dead at night lately, probably sealed away by the “great gate-closing technique.” Still, remembering the cash vouchers for Jingtanghui he’d given him, Chen Jue thought about dragging him out—otherwise, the guy might get sick from holding it in.

“(My hips are shot)”

“(I’m already ruined)”

“Fourth, you go by yourself! I’m not available these days (foaming at the mouth).” Jiang Zhe, probably on his lunch break, replied instantly.

Seeing his reluctance, Chen Jue realized he’d be acting alone again that night. Truly, married men have it tough!

…

Having intentionally chosen high-calorie, high-protein dishes for lunch, Chen Jue felt his strength returning after the break. He gripped a hand exerciser, practiced his horse stance, did a few Gu Dao squeezes, and quickly reviewed a few assigned clients—another afternoon of slacking off passed in the blink of an eye.

He drove to Jingtanghui, first indulging in a buffet—oysters, lobster, and even ordered half a pot of old duck soup. In Hangzhou, autumn is the season for nourishing the body, and this duck soup, with bamboo shoots, ham, longan, and wolfberries, is a famous restorative dish.

With his improved constitution and larger appetite, Chen Jue polished off an entire table’s worth of food by himself. Full and satisfied, he headed to a private room and, using the pad, picked number 12, a technician named Bubble, for his service.

After a round of hydrotherapy and sauna, Chen Jue felt completely rejuvenated.

Days of accumulated fatigue seemed to melt away, and he felt refreshed in both body and mind.

“This place is fantastic!”

“Just a shame the vegetarian dishes are priced like meat; too many visits would break the bank.” Chen Jue stretched and wandered into the entertainment and leisure area.

The place was bustling, but he didn’t see President Zhu or General Manager Tang again. Both were billionaires, too busy to linger, and running into them twice had already been a stroke of luck.

He’d previously declined Zhu Hongbin’s “kindness” and had a falling out with him, so meeting again would be even less likely.

At least there were still the international darts on the wall. Since merging his “Hidden Weapon Throwing” skill to Level 5, Chen Jue hadn’t practiced much with darts, so he gave it a try.

Thud, thud, thud—three darts, all bullseyes!

A few middle-aged men relaxing nearby stared in disbelief.

“Doesn’t feel difficult at all.”

“With my current skills, I could probably win a prize if I entered a competition,” Chen Jue thought, whistling as he left.

Having spent quite a bit of time on the massage, his nighttime solo mission would have to wait.

But as soon as he left Jingtanghui, he saw a neighboring business holding an event.

A crowd had gathered, spilling into the parking area and blocking his SUV.

Curious, he approached and discovered a newly opened high-end gym holding a promotional event, complete with several internet celebrities as guests.

The gym had an English name and an upscale interior—obviously targeting the affluent. The annual membership and personal training fees on the banner made it clear this was not a place for the average consumer.

Given that the area around Jingtanghui was full of luxury residences, there was no shortage of wealthy clients. Clearly, they’d done their market research—at least they weren’t out to scam the poor.

He recognized the two fitness influencers—they must have had at least a million followers each, and just their presence drew a huge crowd both online and in person.

“Silver brick challenge?”

“Grab the silver brick with your palm facing down and hold for three seconds to win a 2,000 yuan prize?” Chen Jue squeezed in for a look.

The silver brick sat on an electronic scale, weighing 25 kilograms.

Crowds gathered, each trying and failing to lift it, with much noise and sighs of disappointment.

Chen Jue watched for over ten minutes without seeing a single successful attempt.

As for the influencer guests, they occasionally demonstrated, using their formidable grip strength to lift the 25-kilogram brick single-handedly.

“Single-handedly lifting fifty pounds! That’s clearly beyond what an ordinary person can do!”

“And the shape of that silver brick is wild!”

Chen Jue listened to the crowd’s chatter. The silver brick was shaped like an I-beam, wider at the base. The influencers placed it upside-down on the scale. Regular people, especially those with smaller hands, couldn’t even grip the bottom, let alone exert enough force to lift it.

“Anyone else want to sign up?”

“Only twenty minutes left for the challenge!”

A few stunning female trainers from the gym were working the crowd, encouraging people to participate.

Chen Jue felt tempted—he’d recently been training his grip and “Hidden Weapon Throwing” skills, and his hand strength had improved significantly.

If he could lift this 25-kilogram silver brick, he could cover tonight’s expenses at Jingtanghui, maybe even earn enough for another visit!

“Handsome, would you like to sign up?”

“Wait! Aren’t you… Jue?”

Just as Chen Jue was about to approach a trainer to sign up, a familiar face popped up.

It was Hu Feifei, whom he hadn’t seen in ages, among the female trainers handling the event.

“Hu Feifei?”

“Weren’t you working at Yilian Fitness? Did you switch jobs?” Chen Jue was surprised.

She was Lin Ling’s best friend; they’d added each other on WeChat at the darts club, but he hadn’t visited in a while and didn’t expect to run into her here.

“Jue! Did you slim down? You look so different!”

“I haven’t seen you at the club lately—no one’s been there to coach Lin Ling and me in darts.” Hu Feifei’s eyes lit up at his transformation, her tone a touch plaintive, with a hint of flirtation, as she explained her situation.

It turned out both this high-end gym and Yilian Fitness were owned by the same boss. This one targeted high-income clientele, hence the English branding.

After all, foreign things are often considered superior, so English names are trendy for shops and brands.

Hu Feifei was only temporarily assigned here for the event.

“I’ve just been busy with work, so I haven’t had time for the club.”

“I’ll coach you both next time I’m free!” Chen Jue replied with a polite smile and used the opportunity to sign up with her.

Busy with work, Hu Feifei chatted briefly before moving on. But when she saw Chen Jue join the queue for the challenge, she couldn’t help but feel distracted, pulling out her phone to message Lin Ling: “Ling, guess who I just ran into at the new gym?”

“Who? (Curious)” Lin Ling responded.

“It’s Chen Jue—the one who taught us darts last time!”

“He’s changed so much in just a short while! Looks like he lost over ten pounds, and his whole vibe is completely different—way better looking now!”

As she typed, Hu Feifei secretly filmed a video.

Chen Jue’s turn came. He stepped onto the stage, half-squatted into a horse stance, reached out with his right hand, and gripped the back of the silver brick with a powerful tug.

The veins on his rolled-up right arm bulged, the muscles in his forearm and hand standing out like steel cables.

The fifty-pound silver brick, in his palm-down grip, was lifted as easily as a bottle of soda!

“Damn!”

“He did it!”

“This guy’s amazing!”

“He looks so refined in glasses, who knew he was so strong!” The crowd erupted in cheers and exclamations.

Hu Feifei, recording the moment, was left stunned, shakily sending the ten-second clip to her best friend.

Seconds later, Lin Ling replied, “Feifei, are you sure you filmed the right person? (shocked emoji)”