Chapter 6 – Lecherous (1/2)

Chapter 6 – Lecherous

Zou Liang had already seen all sorts of occupations, but did not have much of an interest in any as he already had his own plans. To participate in the existing theory of consistent combat and the mixed martial arts he had read studies about, such as Muay Thai, Jeet Kun Do and boxing, all among the mess of things that he needed to do. He needed to become accustomed to these types of things and did not have to study these backwater martials arts. In this sense Zou Liang could be described to having the ability to haughtily despise all under the heavens.

These all had one common key point which was the strength that the beast spirit provided. In actuality since yesterday his body had an extra warm presence. Though this previously existed it was not as noticeable, it was like a small mouse stubley moving around its holes. Zou Liang could use his mind to control it to move around, this was recognised by beastmen to be beast spirit power. If beast spirit power was likened to our era it could be counted a special type of qi.

In the fight with the Tai Ge combatant, the last kick was executed by focusing all his qi into his thigh else it wouldn’t have had enough power to kill.

After looking over some information, Zou Liang realised a problem. Beastmen are unable to utilise qi instead they must exert their beast spirit strength externally before it can be useful. Leaving it inside the body served no purpose, also as soon as one battles in the beast spirit world, the more beast spirit you have the more you would lose when you lost. 1 So therefore people would hastily try to make a breakthrough in their transformation arts when a sufficient level of beast spirit was reached.

Zou Liang pondered this whilst he read, sometimes frowning, sometimes laughing bitterly and other times laughing soundlessly; no one understood Ya Se. This kind of character was the type to be neglected, left to their own corner.

Night fell and the library once again was left in a mess. If it was the previous Zou Liang he would’ve had a complaint session, however he was tidying it up in a hearty mood. He was very grateful that Ya Se had left him this job else he wouldn’t know what else to do. The books in the library were normally not allowed to be borrowed not to say that anyone wished to borrow them anyway but to Zou Liang this rule was far too convenient.

“The Bi Er tribe actually has people that like reading books.” A melodious voice sounded in Zou Liang’s ears.

Zou Liang lifted his head to see the hard working beauty from the Rui Bo Te Rabbit tribe who came rather frequently these past two days. If it was in the past when a beauty talked to him it would definitely be to mock him, however right now he was not in the mood for it.

“Just bored so I’m randomly browsing.”

“Really? I don’t feel like that’s true”, Ai Wei Er returned with a smile, as it is very clear when one is concentrating or fooling around.

Zou Liang shrugged his shoulders and replied, “Ms Ai Wei Er, I’ve already finished work and lectures start early tomorrow.”

A slight surprised look flashed across the dazed look in Ai Wei Er’s face, but soon remembering her manners nodded her head and responded, “thank you.”

Zou Liang impatiently closed the library, not forgetting to take a few books and ran towards his dorm. This poor tattered tent like place had become Zou Liang’s most desired place.

Ou Nisi Te was out doing manual labour that could help cover some of their living expenses. Zou Liang impolitely used the crystal ball as a free of charge light source. If it was any other household they would treat this crystal ball as a sacred object bestowed unto them, although Zou Liang was an atheist, he reckoned that old man beast god was a very open minded and generous person, therefore he must use something to its fullest extent.

After the battle, Zou Liang’s daily life for the past week had been very regular, waking up at dawn and watching Ou Nisi Te acting out his daily practice by randomly jumping around or just sitting around and staring blankly into nothingness, in the morning there were classes, the afternoon was spent holed up in the library and at night was along with the crystal ball to study.

Ou Nisi Te thought his brother was a bit insane.

Their life style still remained unchanged, Ou Nisi Te often still came home beaten up, the two were still subjected to others relieving their boredom through mocking them.

When one is enlightened the world does not turn a new leaf, the leaf that is turned is yourself.