Ren Zihua decided to improve his strength during the period before the start of school, especially to improve his sword energy. He knew that he could not rely on Wan'er forever.
Under Wan'er's patient explanation, Ren Zihua finally understood what the ten realms of sword energy were.
The second realm he is currently in is called "Yuanyang Realm". It is the one that takes the longest to settle among the ten realms. He has to wait until the pores that release the sword energy from the Jianxin Point are split into two before he can enter the third realm. "Unconfused Realm", it is said that many people without swordsman talents will be stuck in the second realm.
According to Wan'er, there is only one way to break through this level, which is to continuously drain out one's sword energy day and night, so that the Jianxin point is forced to grow a second pore.
Originally, this level of cultivation often required the use of potions that could quickly restore sword energy to achieve more efficient training purposes, but when he searched online, he found that the blue potion called Qi Strength Potion was sold at a high price of two hundred yuan for a small bottle. Moreover, a bottle of 500 ml is only enough for one recovery, and the Supreme Sword Qi in Ren Zihua's body may require more to fully recover.
In desperation, he had no choice but to ask Liu Luo for help and called him to ask him how he had broken through the second realm before. Only then did he find out that the energy potion was provided for free in school. Although the quality was a bit inferior, the important thing was that it was free. Liu Luo also told him that as long as he called Principal Wang, the principal would definitely give him a lot of strength potions without hesitation.
After thinking about it for a moment, Ren Zihua wondered whether it would be a bad idea to do this since he had already graduated. He looked at the phone number Liu Luo sent on his mobile phone but had not yet dialed it. Then he looked at the balance on his bank card account. Including the bonus given to him by the school today, the total was only one thousand and one.
When I was worried, I heard someone knocking on the door outside. When I opened the door, I found that it was several police officers. Although Ren Zihua looked surprised, he still welcomed a few people in.
"Are you classmate Ren Zihua?" the leading man said in a polite yet dignified voice. The police uniform did not look like a serious uniform. Although it could be seen that it was a police uniform, Ren Zihua I always feel that this is more or less different from before, "Isn't anyone in your family here?"
"Grandpa and grandma went out to buy groceries, and my mother is at work." Ren Zihua confessed honestly, and then invited a few people to sit on the sofa, "Excuse me, do you have anything to do with my family?"
"We are here to find you." The badges on the hats of several police officers caught Ren Zihua's attention. Although he was not sure about the class represented by those badges, he still recognized such a classic symbol. However, at this moment, he was not there. The familiar patterns were found on the badges of these people's hats, and some were just a very abrupt Chinese character, "Because you fought off the devil in the Qixia Mountain incident that shocked the world a few days ago, the government decided to award you and the Twelve Swordsmen of the Protector of the Country." It is quite an honor to give you the medal of the brave warrior who protects the country."
A policeman then handed over a thick golden token to Ren Zihua. This token was full of ancient style, only the size of a palm, with the word "brave" on the front and the word "loyalty" on the back.
"You have reached such a supreme honor at such a young age. You really have a bright future." A policewoman who looked to be in her thirties congratulated him. Ren Zihua discovered that there were three golden flowers printed on her shoulder strap, and the rest were The police officers all have two, while the leading police officer has one.
Ren Zihua still couldn't look away from the abrupt "Tang" character on their hats.
"Is this the 21st century?" This nonsense sentence instantly made the four policemen burst into laughter.
"Of course we are in the 21st century, and we can understand your excitement." The highest-ranking police officer said, patting him on the shoulder, "But even though media from all over the country are now scrambling to find your address, , clamoring to report your deeds, but we have firmly protected your information. If you want to become a national idol, you may be disappointed."
Although he thought it was impossible, Ren Zihua still said the idea that he had thought about for a long time but found extremely absurd: "Is this the Tang Dynasty now?"
The police officers couldn't help but laugh again: "You said that many years ago, and you have stopped saying that now."
"Then what is it called now?" Ren Zihua asked eagerly.
"Of course it's China!" the female police officer said, dumbfounded. "Okay, stop joking, or is this your sense of humor?"
Strange, what is the problem? Could it be that the police uniform changed its shape without him knowing it? It doesn’t make sense!
"So who gave me this Medal of Valor? Is it the government?" Ren Zihua asked in a different way.
"No, no, no, of course only Emperor Yinyue can issue this golden token to you. No one else has the right to issue this golden token except the Holy Emperor. In the whole country, except for you, the only ones who protect the country are the Twelve Swordsmen. I have this thing in my hand.”
"What's the use of this token?" Ren Zihua, who didn't notice how rude his words were, was thinking about this - could it be a constitutional monarchy? That's not right. How can the emperor's power be greater than...?
"As long as you take out this token, all the swordsmen and magicians in the country, no matter how high their level is, will bow to you first and even say to listen to your orders." The police officer said quite complacently.
So, is this better than the tiger charm Gu Mingfei gave Liu Luo? Overjoyed, the police officer told him that he still had a bonus of 100,000 yuan.
Wouldn’t the fucking Qi Strength Potion issue be solved now? Thinking of this, Ren Zihua felt that he deserved it. In the eyes of others, he might have tried his best to repel the man in black, but only he knew how desperate and powerless he was at that time, and even the situation in front of him was Li Qin couldn't even be saved.
After hesitating for a while, he finally gave in to the reality of poverty and simply accepted the bonus.
