My Extraordinary Achievements

Hangzhou in November was no longer just a little cold, but this temperature did not stop couples from wandering around the track field. Especially those who were still in the honeymoon phase. They, for some reason, loved to circle the track field alone at night.

‘It’s getting cold?’

‘I’ll give you my jacket.’

‘Still cold?’

‘Give me your hand!’

Why do couples love going to the track field so much? Because the name was fitting.

The track field usually consisted of couples, and rarely individuals, nonetheless groups of three. But at this late hour, Meng Fan was the only person running.

Not long after entering the track, Meng Fan had completed a half marathon in 1 hour and 59 minutes. Although his pace from Da Mei to the school had been pretty fast, it wasn’t ideal. He only reached the 2-hour mark as a result of his energy drinks and energy chews.

After running the half marathon, Meng Fan was only 3 kilometers away from completing the 1000 km goal. Meng Fan slowed down his speed to 6 minutes/km and continued to run.

“Ding!”

The alert sounded in his mind.

“Ding! You’ve accomplished task phase 8 of [Travelling Deity]; reward: Points +1000, endurance +2, strength +2, speed +2.”

Meng Fan had experienced this kind of attribute addition as he was running before, but this time, he felt his entire body’s energy was revived. Cool!

Endurance, strength, and speed. To exaggerate it, Meng Fan could feel his blood vessels expand, and his muscles growing… Like how people feel in novels once they revived after a hundred years of hibernation.

He ran another kilometer before stopping.

Although he had more energy to spare, he didn’t continue to run. The physical energy consumption was too large, and if he continued to run, he wouldn’t be able to experience the changes brought about by the new attributes. He was going to wait until he had enough time to run tomorrow morning and experience them at their fullest.

What did it feel like to complete 1000 kilometers?

The answer: Aside from the numeric value, it had become a habit. As for his physical condition and attribute experience, Meng Fan had experienced this already.

“Iron senior.”

Meng Fan walked in circles to regulate his breathing and began to stretch. Although he had the black magic shoes and tracksuit to protect him, he didn’t dare leave out stretching. During this time, two girls approached him.

One was pretty, and the other looked a bit average, standing next to the pretty one.

The pretty girl handed Meng Fan a bottle of water and smiled as her eyes formed into half-moons. Shyly, she spoke, “You’ve worked hard.”

“I’m running by myself. What’s there to work hard for? Haha.”

Seeing the girl holding up the bottled water, he could only thank her and accept it. He put it aside and continued to stretch.

The pretty girl looked at him in adoration. “Senior, I want to run too, but I can’t keep it up. Senior, you’re incredible to keep doing it. Do you have any tips and tricks? I want to be as persevering as you are and become an ambitious person.”

Meng Fan heard this and smiled. “Wu Tong said she doesn’t know what kind of me she liked, so maybe when I become a version of myself that I like the most or the best version of myself, she would like me too.”

The pretty girl paused for a moment and smiled awkwardly, remaining polite. “Sorry to bother you.”

She turned and left with the average looking girl. She wanted to get his WeChat information.

Meng Fan smiled and continued stretching.

After stretching, Meng Fan returned to his dorm.

“Is Zhou Wei back yet?”

Xing Ta Ge was the only person in the dormitory. Chen Da Qiang was still in Da Mei studio, and based on the amount of work he had, he was probably not coming home tonight.

“I just called him. He said he’s at a movie and will come back when it’s done. Who knows if he’s at a movie or if he’s trying to linger around and pull some more shenanigans.”

Xing Ta Ge had a face mask on and asked Meng Fan curiously, “Why did you come back today?”

“I just finished running at the school and came back to shower.”

Meng Fan exited the bathroom and planned to stay at the dorm, but Xing Ta Ge looked like he was about to leave the dorm, and if he left, the place would be empty. Meng Fan headed home instead.

He took some face masks from Xing Ta Ge to bring home. Although he was an expert night owl, he had been pulling too many all-nighters lately and could feel his skin retaliate. It was necessary to use some face masks occasionally to be an ornate boy.

Once he arrived back home, Meng Fan refrained from logging on stream after looking at the time and put on a face mask as he prepared to work on his manga. He also sent Mr.Sleepy a voice message.

“How’s it going with the publisher?”

“We’ve designed the cover, and they will begin printing tomorrow. You’ve been updating a bit too fast lately, what are you trying to do? If you keep this up, my script won’t be able to keep up!”

“Don’t give me your excuses, what did you promise me? In the next week, you still need to give me five chapters.”

“Bro, I’m going to die!”

“Just stop browsing 8th Station, you’ll have plenty of time.”

“… Oh right, are you planning to release your own manga? Is that why you’re speeding up the updates for “There’s A Spirit Underground”? Even so, you should save some, why are you releasing them all?”

“Are you worried that my manga is going to impact the update rate for ”Underground”? Can’t it be because your text updates are so slow? I have nothing to do, so I began making my own?”

“Huh? That’s right, hahaha. Let’s not talk about this. Let’s talk about your manga? Nothing else, but I feel like I can give you some input on the storytelling portion.”

“…You really are passionate about everything else except for your own updates!”

Meng Fan cursed at him but was still willing to share his thoughts with Mr.Sleepy.

Mr. Sleepy was a troll, but he was an excellent storyteller. Some elements in Meng Fan’s manga were Mr.Sleepy’s specialty. For example, his knowledge regarding thriller and mystical storytelling. Mr.Sleepy had performed adequate research while he was writing “There’s A Spirit Underground”.

And even though the two didn’t see each other often, Meng Fan had complete trust in Mr.Sleepy and was very happy to share his thoughts.

As for plagiarism… Well, aside from the realities of their strong moral compass and wealthy backgrounds, Mr. Sleepy was also too lazy to write his own thoughts down, nonetheless someone else’s.

He drew and talked, and soon it became Mr.Sleepy talking to Meng Fan as he drew. He blabbered on about several points of knowledge regarding strange things and ideas, and in the brief exchange of Meng Fan’s ideas, Mr.Sleepy completely went into a state of self-infatuation. He was immersed in the world that he had developed based on Meng Fan’s ideas.

They chattered on for two hours without rest, and even though he was annoyed, Meng Fan benefited a lot from their conversation. He even recorded their conversation, for there were several knowledge points and information that he felt were useful, so he organized them and planned to read them by himself later on.

“Oh right, are you done with today’s update?”

When Mr.Sleepy started rambling on about useless topics, Meng Fan treated it as a sacrifice and sat through it.

At this time, he received a voice message from Wu Tong.

He stayed up until 2:00 am to work and left the neighborhood the next morning. He was ready to run a half marathon from his apartment to Xizi lake. He wanted to experience the changes brought by the newly added attributes.