The next day, June 30. Sunday.
5:30 AM. Song Shuhang got up and practiced the ❮Basic Buddhist Fist Technique❯ twenty times. Afterwards, he used the power of qi and blood that he had saved bit by bit and sent it toward his second aperture, the Eye Aperture.
Since he had finished all the remaining qi and blood pills, he had to practice whenever he had the chance!
6:40 AM. While he was happily enjoying his breakfast, Song Shuhang received a phone call from the express delivery guy.
"Hello. Are you Song Shuhang from the Mechanical Design and Manufacturing Academy's Department 19, Class 43? There is an urgent express delivery for you. We need you to sign it and retrieve it." Strangely enough, this time the deliverer wasn't Sima Jiang.
It seemed that Fengshou Express Delivery hadn’t reached the point of monopolizing the whole country's delivery system.
"Alright, I'm coming to get it," Song Shuhang replied.
