By drawing analogies, one can comprehend new concepts.

Seeing the tremendous destructive power of the perfected “Projectile Throwing,” Chen Jue’s imagination expanded considerably.

He first went to the school cafeteria for lunch, then used the afternoon break to drive to the nearby Sky Street.

He didn’t spend time idly wandering; instead, he headed straight to the DJI specialty store, where he consulted the staff about some professional filming questions. He purchased a professional drone and a stabilizing gimbal, spending a total of twelve thousand yuan.

The 8,888 reward he’d received that morning from the promotional event hadn’t even warmed his pocket before he’d added some of his own money to it.

Now that his main job in risk management had disappeared, and those offline challenge events that could earn him ten thousand at a time weren’t something he could encounter every day, the only stable income left for Chen Jue came from his side hustle as the “Master of Extraordinary Skills,” making videos.

To film engaging and exciting videos, investing in professional equipment was absolutely necessary.

As the saying goes, “To do a good job, one must first sharpen their tools!”

Thanks to the growing popularity over the past few days, coupled with the morning’s wild live stream, the “Master of Extraordinary Skills” account’s popularity had soared.

Opening the backstage statistics, he saw his total online followers had already surpassed one hundred thousand, and the cumulative clicks on his previous skill videos had broken the three million mark.

The accumulated video revenue had already exceeded six thousand yuan, ready to be withdrawn at any time, which boosted his confidence considerably.

“It’s true—you only make money when you ride the wave!”

“The short video boom is almost over, yet there’s still so much revenue. Where was I a few years ago?” Chen Jue muttered inwardly, feeling he’d missed the times, wasting his prime years with mechanical, monotonous work.

…

Returning to Wangyang Apartments, he spent some time familiarizing himself with the two new pieces of professional filming equipment, especially the drone, which was practically a grown man’s ultimate toy.

He tested it several times on the rooftop until the drone’s battery ran dry, then reluctantly brought it back to his room to recharge.

With the afternoon still young, Chen Jue left the apartment, scaled the wall with a swift jump, grabbing and pulling himself up, clearing the obstacle in less than three seconds.

He smiled as the panel displayed a proficiency prompt: “Climbing +5.”

His persistent pull-up training had rapidly increased his “Climbing” proficiency, making his leap over the 2.5-meter wall increasingly smooth.

Especially the palmaris longus muscle, which he’d learned about in class as a vestigial muscle, was becoming more distinct with continued training. Whenever his fingers clenched, the muscle bulged visibly along his forearm.

“Climbing can develop the palmaris longus.”

“Horse stance, Huiyin contraction, and Tai Chi postures stimulate the coccyx.”

“Ear exercises stimulate the auricular muscles.”

“So what do projectile throwing, Tai Chi, and eye exercises stimulate?”

Faced with these thoughts, Chen Jue began to speculate boldly. Perhaps the skills triggered by the panel were somehow related to the body’s vestigial organs and muscle groups.

However, his current knowledge of human anatomy was limited; more study was needed.

…

He spent some time jogging to the track field, and by the time he reached the equipment area, his body was already warmed up.

This time, he didn’t see any members of the self-discipline club. It was likely the weekend, and students were either catching up on sleep in their dorms, gaming, dating, or studying in the library.

Both adjacent track fields were sparsely populated.

After all, university life was colorful—unlike Chen Jue, whose odd attribute panel had driven him to focus obsessively on training day and night.

He started with a set of fifty standard push-ups to warm up his upper body.

Then he grabbed the horizontal bar and began Hannibal pull-ups.

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These street workout moves are extremely effective at training the body’s core. After five sets of ten Hannibal pull-ups each, the panel popped up a prompt: “Strength +0.01.”

“Extreme fitness is exhausting, but the efficiency is amazing!”

After finishing the last set, Chen Jue released his grip, sweat pouring off him like rain, soaking his workout clothes. His waist, abdomen, back, and arms all throbbed with intense soreness and fatigue.

As he strolled along the track to rest, he gradually added 0.01 free attribute points to “Constitution.”

A warm current flowed through his body, his skin flushing slightly. Chen Jue felt the lactic acid buildup symptoms from the high-intensity workout ease, and his stamina recovered a bit.

“These free attribute points are truly miraculous!”

“I wonder how they actually work.”

“Do they enhance blood production? Or boost metabolism?” Chen Jue muttered, with no coach nearby to guide him. He could only observe the panel’s changes and puzzle things out himself.

During his break, he bought a bottle of mineral water and a functional drink from the field-side kiosk.

After sweating from exercise, the body continues to generate heat and lose water and electrolytes. Drinking mineral water replenishes only fluids, while functional drinks contain professionally balanced proteins, peptides, amino acids, and electrolytes, which greatly help maintain fluid balance post-exercise.

Chen Jue, a fan of NBA games during his school days, remembered how the basketball stars would gulp drinks from big Gatorade containers whenever they rested on the bench.

Without a professional coach or nutritionist, he could only learn from these top athletes.

…

After drinking the functional beverage, Chen Jue strolled around the field, letting his muscles relax and his body rehydrate. He used this interval to add another 0.01 free attribute point to “Constitution.”

He noticed the recovery effect was even more pronounced.

Not only did the soreness ease, but even the dry mouth and thirst he felt after exercising disappeared.

“Did it accelerate the absorption of water and electrolytes?” Chen Jue wondered.

As he pondered, a whistle sounded at the far end of the track.

Several students in athletic attire ran over. “Senior, we’re about to start javelin practice. This area could be dangerous, so please move to a safer spot. Sorry for the inconvenience!”

Javelin, discus, and hammer throw—all these powerful field events carry a certain risk.

Recently, during Hangzhou’s sports meet, the news reported a hapless judge struck by a javelin or hammer throw, rushed to the hospital for emergency care.

These unfamiliar faces were likely upperclassmen with athletic specialties. Chen Jue nodded and moved toward the other equipment area.

He did another few sets of Hannibal pull-ups, his strength attribute jumping another 0.01, which greatly improved his mood.

During his break, he watched the athletes throw javelins from a distance.

They ran up, sprinted, swung their arms upward—a seamless stretch and throw. The slender white javelin traced a long arc through the air, finally plunging into the center of the football field, sending up dirt and grass.

By his estimate, each throw covered at least fifty or sixty meters!

These senior students must have national-level athletic skills.

“Looks pretty interesting,” Chen Jue murmured, feeling street workouts were getting dull. He cautiously approached from behind.

“Could I try it?” As the athletes rested after a few rounds, Chen Jue pointed to the pile of javelins in the cart.

“Senior, just be careful—you don’t want to injure yourself,” one of the students kindly reminded him.

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For those training in track events, it’s common to encounter others wanting to try the equipment, so they usually practice in the afternoons or early mornings when fewer people are around.

This reduces both hazards and interruptions.

Seeing an older student approach, the athletes didn’t mind—especially since Chen Jue had just cooperated by vacating the area.

Borrowing a javelin for some fun wouldn’t delay their rest.

“Thanks!”

With their consent, Chen Jue selected a javelin from the cart.

He first familiarized himself with its weight and dimensions using his perfected “Projectile Throwing” technique.

It felt heavy in his hand, weightier than any throwing weapon he’d used before, and much longer—taller even than the wall he’d scaled.

“With specs like this, it’s hardly a projectile anymore.”

“A visible weapon?”

He mused, spinning the javelin skillfully in his right hand. Then, imitating the athletes’ posture, he gripped it, lifted it over his shoulder, pulled back, sprinted forward, and launched it with full force.

His muscles exploded, making his whole arm bulge with power.

The javelin soared in a flawless parabola, crossing most of the field before plunging into the football turf.

The scene stunned the resting athletes, their eyes wide and mouths forming O’s.

Moments ago, they’d been chatting and laughing, paying little attention to Chen Jue.

In the eyes of professional athletes, Chen Jue was just another ordinary senior—even the difficult street workout moves he’d done earlier only marked him as a strong regular guy.

No one expected him to shock them with a single throw!

“Holy crap! That must have cleared the fifty-meter line!”

“That’s second-tier athlete level!”

“Xiao Gao! Go measure it with the tape!”

The upperclass athletes jumped up, grabbing measuring tapes to check the javelin’s landing distance, while curiosity drew them to surround Chen Jue, peppering him with questions.

As for Chen Jue, he stood dazed, staring at his attribute panel, for at the moment the javelin flew, the panel displayed a new prompt:

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[Ding~]

[Completed a standard, complex multi-axial rotational limb movement.]

[Skill activated: Hunting Throw]

First update after launch~

I woke up feeling much better this morning. I’ve adjusted my infusion schedule to the evening, so I’ll write some for everyone now and get my IV later tonight—so you won’t have to wait long.

(The end of this chapter)