Chapter 7: "Vigorous and Lively"
Mo Yixia thought for a moment and said seriously, "If the plan you're talking about refers to deliberately creating a short circuit to cause a power outage, then I still don't recommend you do that."
Han Zhou's face darkened. "Don't say any more. The more you talk, the more I feel like you've done something like that..."
Mo Yixia remained noncommittal. "Then what do you intend to do?"
A few minutes later, she handed Han Zhou a cardboard box filled with completed test papers and exercise books. Han Zhou pretended to look through them, but in reality, he was focused on the 'grappling hook' hidden at the bottom of the box.
Am I being infected by this guy? Why does it feel like an underground transaction...
Han Zhou grumbled inwardly, but there was nothing he could do. He certainly wouldn't dare to openly take these things under surveillance. However, what surprised him was that Mo Yixia actually had such a thing. Didn't that mean she had even tried this method?
Mo Yixia pretended to be doing test papers, but her attention was on Han Zhou. She said indifferently, "Give up. Your method won't work. It's even less feasible than creating a short circuit."
From the sound of it, she was indeed very experienced.
Han Zhou sighed. "Can you stop constantly dampening my spirits?"
His plan was actually not complicated, but rather extremely simple: to act like a Western cowboy, throw a rope with a hook, first hook the lid of the safe to open it, and then hook the circuit breaker to pull it down.
Of course, the method was simple, but in practice, it was extremely difficult. Precision, accuracy, and strength were all indispensable. It was almost impossible for an ordinary person to achieve.
"I'm just stating the facts. Even if a real Western cowboy came, this would be impossible to do."
Mo Yixia had obviously considered this idea before, otherwise, she wouldn't have made the 'grappling hook' in the cardboard box. The hook was made from the hanger part of a plastic clothes hanger, with some knots added to increase its weight. The rope was relatively thin, but long enough.
"I'm more professional than a Western cowboy, and precisely because it's impossible, your mom won't suspect us, right?"
Han Zhou turned his back to the camera, discreetly stashing the 'grappling hook' under his clothes. At the same time, he asked, "By the way, is there anywhere the surveillance can't see? I need to be there..."
"The bathroom."
Mo Yixia, of course, knew what he was thinking. She said, "There's a small window in the bathroom. If you stand on a stool, you can just see the safe. However, that position makes it very difficult to exert force; even throwing the hook out is a challenge."
She clearly had no hope for this.
Han Zhou didn't say anything and immediately walked towards the bathroom.
To be honest, although he decided to help Mo Yixia out of a moment of passion, he wasn't showing off. He had a certain degree of confidence.
He possessed the 'Powerful Throw' skill from the guzheng, which was an enhanced version of 'Throwing Proficiency.' He had tested it many times before, and now he could definitely be called a throwing master. If he were to transmigrate to Japan, he might even become a professional baseball pitcher.
It's no exaggeration to say that Han Zhou lacked none of the precision, accuracy, and strength required for this operation. The only thing he lacked was a bit of stamina; his current physical strength was insufficient to support too much strenuous exercise.
So he needed to modify his status.
Han Zhou's only current status was "Barely Breathing." Previously, to maintain his life, he would change it to "Ten Breaths Away From Death" every day, which cost the fewest points and was enough to sustain his normal life.
However, if "Barely Breathing" could be changed to "Ten Breaths Away From Death," it could certainly be changed to other statuses—for example, "Vigorous and Lively."
Just by adding two more strokes to "Barely Breathing," he could get this quite powerful status. However, an extra stroke meant spending two more points. Thinking of this, Han Zhou suddenly felt a pang of heartache.
Fortunately, he hadn't modified his status today. Now he only needed to spend four points to add two strokes, and he was no longer a day-to-day spender like before. With a new source of points, he had earned ten points yesterday, so occasionally spending two more points wasn't a problem.
However, that was two points after all...
Han Zhou modified his status with a pained expression.
"Current Status: Barely Breathing (Modified) → Vigorous and Lively: Your breathing is long and strong, your heartbeat is active and powerful, your vitality is as vibrant as fire, your overall physical qualities are greatly enhanced, and your bodily functions far exceed those of an ordinary person."
He tried several times and finally defined "Vigorous and Lively" with this description. The status bar adopted it, recognizing this definition, and the status modification was complete.
The moment his status was successfully modified, Han Zhou immediately felt a surge of boundless vitality welling up from within him. He was filled with strength, and the stamina displayed in the status bar reached an exaggerated eight points. Putting everything else aside, fighting ten versions of his "Ten Breaths Away From Death" self should be no problem.
"It's a shame it costs two more points. Otherwise, how great would it be if I could maintain this state every day..."
Han Zhou sighed inwardly, unable to resist flexing his biceps in front of the bathroom mirror, intending to see how developed they were now.
However, just then, he suddenly sensed an unusual gaze. His heart tightened abruptly, and he turned his head to see Mo Yixia had appeared at the bathroom door at some point, quietly watching him.
The moment their eyes met, the atmosphere became a little awkward.
"Why did you come out..."
Han Zhou silently lowered his arms, trying his best to make his expression seem natural.
"I'm thirsty. I came out to get some water to drink." Mo Yixia's eyes were calm. After a moment of hesitation, she added, "Don't worry, I didn't see anything."
"Daily Quest One (Mo Yixia): Get ten smiles from the target 1/10, can get 1 point."
The suddenly popping up text revealed the other party's true thoughts at that moment. Han Zhou felt a bit embarrassed and sighed, "You're actually laughing, aren't you?"
"That's right." Mo Yixia didn't deny it. "I told you, I'll laugh when I should. Is there a problem?"
Han Zhou felt depressed, thinking that he was already heartbroken about spending two extra points, and now he was even being mocked by this guy. How could he tolerate that?
No, the points spent on someone must be recuperated from that person!
Thinking of this, he said provocatively, "Of course there's no problem, but how about this: if I really turn off the circuit breaker, you laugh a few more times. Whether it's a real laugh or a fake one, just laugh ten times!"
"Is this a bet...?"
Mo Yixia seemed interested, as this was more fun than studying. "What if you don't turn it off?"
"Whatever you want."
"Alright." Mo Yixia nodded, her mood seeming to brighten a bit. "Then I look forward to your performance, Mr. Cowboy."
With that, she left with her cup.
"Daily Quest One (Mo Yixia): Get ten smiles from the target 2/10, can get 1 point."
"I wonder what this guy is so happy about..."
Han Zhou muttered as he closed the bathroom door. It wasn't until he saw the circuit breaker from afar through the small window that he belatedly realized—
Wait a minute, no matter whether I turn off the circuit breaker or not, isn't that guy the ultimate beneficiary anyway!