Flawless Metropolitan Divine Emperor

Chapter 0040 – Meijian Fitness Center

Jiang Feng's ability to wake up Weng Shanlin proved that he had real skills, so they quickly believed Jiang Feng's words and pinned their hopes on him.

Especially Weng Xiaoxi, who was very close to her grandfather. She desperately hoped that her grandfather could regain his health and live a few more years so that she could spend more time with him.

So when Jiang Feng said he had a way to cure her grandfather's illness, she became particularly excited, looking at Jiang Feng with eyes full of hope, afraid that he might shake his head.

"Really, I'm not lying to you, but you must cooperate," Jiang Feng affirmed.

"Okay, whatever you say, I'll do it. I'll definitely cooperate with you," Weng Xiaoxi agreed repeatedly.

"Yes, we will fully cooperate with you. I believe the senior won't deceive us," Meng Ying said honestly.

At this moment, Jiang Feng took a closer look at Meng Ying. Despite his mature appearance, he was actually quite young, just in his early twenties.

His achievements at such a young age were impressive, either due to his innate talent or having a good master.

"I will do my best, but I need to prepare some herbs, which will take some time," Jiang Feng said.

"How about this, you tell us what herbs you need, and we'll find them. That way, it'll be faster," Weng Shanlin suggested.

Jiang Feng thought for a moment and agreed. It would save him the trouble of running around to find the herbs, and some herbs were quite expensive, and he didn't have spare money to buy them.

"Alright, I'll write down the herbs you need. When you gather them, come find me, and I'll prepare a medicine that will ensure your grandfather's recovery," Jiang Feng agreed.

"Meng Ying, quickly go to the car and get a pen and paper so Jiang Feng... no, Senior Jiang can write down the herbs," Weng Xiaoxi called out to Meng Ying.

"Got it," Meng Ying responded, then ran to the car and quickly returned with a black leather notebook and a black ballpoint pen.

"Here you go, Senior Jiang," Meng Ying handed them over.

Jiang Feng took the pen and paper, saying, "You don't have to be so formal. Just call me Jiang Feng. Calling me 'senior' feels awkward; I'm still so young."

"Yes, Senior Jiang," Meng Ying replied.

Ugh!

Jiang Feng felt a headache coming on.

"Hehe..." Weng Xiaoxi covered her mouth and laughed, saying, "Meng Ying is a bit slow, but he's quite adorable."

"Hehe..." Meng Ying scratched his head in embarrassment and smiled honestly.

Jiang Feng also shook his head and smiled. Meng Ying's simplicity was somewhat endearing.

Swish, swish, swish!

Jiang Feng wrote down a series of herb names in the notebook.

White mugwort, zelan, golden cherry, corn, stone dragon, snake tooth, nine fragrant bugs, golden lotus, northern sand ginseng, dried centipede... and so on, a total of more than a dozen herbs.

These herbs were quite common on Earth and should be easy to gather.

Afterward, Jiang Feng wrote down his contact number at the end.

Returning the notebook and pen to Weng Xiaoxi, Jiang Feng said, "Your grandfather is temporarily fine now. Give him some water later and try to avoid strenuous activities. He should rest. Contact me when you have all the herbs."

"Okay, I'll go rest now," Weng Shanlin slowly sat up.

Weng Xiaoxi quickly helped him up, supporting her grandfather with effort.

"Take it easy, Grandpa," Weng Xiaoxi said cautiously.

"I feel much better now, it's no big deal," Weng Shanlin waved his hand and tried walking a few steps. His steps were steady, and he indeed looked much better.

Weng Shanlin walked up to Jiang Feng and said with a smile, "I won't say much to thank you. You saved my life, and I will remember this kindness."

"You're too polite, sir. There's no need to mention it," Jiang Feng said, purely wanting to save a life without expecting anything in return, so he didn't care much about it.

"Haha, alright, straightforward," Weng Shanlin laughed. "But even if we don't mention it, I won't forget."

Jiang Feng smiled slightly, thinking to himself, "Suit yourself."

Jiang Feng said, "Alright, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."

"Do you want Meng Ying to drive you?" Weng Xiaoxi quickly asked.

"No need, I live nearby, I'll be there soon," Jiang Feng declined Weng Xiaoxi's offer.

"Alright, we'll contact you when we have the herbs. See you then," Weng Xiaoxi said.

"Okay," Jiang Feng nodded, then turned and jogged away.

...

After Jiang Feng left, Meng Ying looked at his departing figure and murmured, "He's truly a master."

"How does he compare to your master?" Weng Xiaoxi asked.

Meng Ying shook his head, "Hard to say. From our brief exchange, he didn't use his full strength. If he did, I probably wouldn't be able to stand. As for whether he can beat my master, that would require a match between them."

"Indeed, when I attacked earlier, he easily lifted me. If Grandpa hadn't stopped him in time, I might have been hurt," Weng Xiaoxi said.

"Xiaoxi, it's not that Grandpa is criticizing you, but even Meng Ying, a martial artist, isn't his match. How could you, a little girl who only learned some moves from Meng Ying, be his opponent?" Weng Shanlin said inopportunely.

"Grandpa, you're teasing me again. Although I'm not a martial artist, I'm the best among women. Beating a few ordinary men is a piece of cake," Weng Xiaoxi said, raising her fists in defiance.

She wasn't wrong, but only against those weaklings.

"That's not necessarily true. There are plenty of women stronger than you," Meng Ying chimed in.

"Meng Ying, you're teasing me too? Watch how I deal with you," Weng Xiaoxi said, hands on her hips, pouting angrily, then chased after Meng Ying.

Meng Ying, having protected Weng Shanlin for years, was very familiar with Weng Xiaoxi, so this behavior was not unusual.

Weng Shanlin shook his head with a smile. He really had no way to deal with his granddaughter. Other girls were well-behaved and gentle, but she loved martial arts and insisted on learning some moves from Meng Ying, acting like a boy, causing him a headache.

"Sigh, it would be nice if she found a man to marry soon," Weng Shanlin sighed.

...

When Jiang Feng returned home, Cheng Shaoqing had already prepared breakfast.

It seemed the two had reached a tacit understanding. Jiang Feng would get up early to exercise, and Cheng Shaoqing would prepare breakfast at home. This kind of life was very pleasant, probably the kind of life everyone longed for.

At least Jiang Feng was extremely satisfied now.

Jiang Feng took a shower, then had breakfast. Afterward, he and Cheng Shaoqing drove to school together.

This time, walking together with Cheng Shaoqing still caused quite a stir at school. The excitement hadn't died down, and everyone was talking about them.

"How boring. Don't these guys have any studying to do? Do they think they're guaranteed to get into college?" Jiang Feng said speechlessly.

"Maybe they do," Cheng Shaoqing said, frowning.

To be honest, she didn't like being the center of attention. It felt awkward, like being a monkey in a cage for people to watch.

"Sorry for dragging you into this. People must be wondering how someone like me, a poor student, could be with you," Jiang Feng said.

"It's okay, I don't care about that. Let them talk. They're just mundane people with mundane views, always so superficial," Cheng Shaoqing said.

"Well said. I'm increasingly realizing that you're different from other girls. You have your own personality and independent thoughts," Jiang Feng praised.

"Haha, you're making me blush," Cheng Shaoqing laughed.

The two walked along the tree-lined path in the school, their shadows stretched long by the morning sun, swaying gently in the breeze.

Jiang Feng returned to the classroom and quietly sat in his seat, taking out his textbook to start studying.

Cheng Zhenjie had already arrived. He moved to Jiang Feng's side and whispered, "Jiang Feng, I tried the mantra you taught me again last night. It's amazing. I feel like a little superman now, almost invincible."

"Glad it worked. But make sure not to let anyone else know, to avoid unnecessary trouble," Jiang Feng reminded again.

"Got it. I'll keep it as secret as a turtle in its shell. No one else will know," Cheng Zhenjie promised.

"By the way, do you know where I can buy fitness equipment near the school?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Why, are you planning to work out?" Cheng Zhenjie asked, puzzled.

"Yes, I am," Jiang Feng replied.

Cheng Zhenjie looked Jiang Feng up and down, "Your body is indeed a bit weak. You should work out. But there's no place near the school that sells fitness equipment. There's a gym, though, where you can work out."

"A gym works too. Take me there after class at noon," Jiang Feng said.

"Sure," Cheng Zhenjie agreed readily.

The two were good friends, and Cheng Zhenjie wouldn't refuse such a small favor. Besides, even if Jiang Feng hadn't asked, he would have gone with him anyway.

Good friends for life!

With that decided, they each began studying.

With the "Imprint Technique," Jiang Feng's learning was like having divine assistance, progressing rapidly. It was better than any memory bread from Doraemon. Once memorized, it would never be forgotten.

In no time, Jiang Feng would catch up on his missed lessons and surpass everyone, leading the way.

...

After school at noon, Jiang Feng and Cheng Zhenjie grabbed a quick bite and then headed to the gym Cheng Zhenjie mentioned.

The gym had a nice name, "Mei Jian." From the exterior, it was clear that this was a high-end, upscale place.

Especially the flaming sign, very eye-catching.

It wasn't far from the school, but the location was quite good, fairly bustling. Many people worked out here, including some wealthy individuals.

"It looks so high-end. Are we really going in?" Cheng Zhenjie looked up at the sign, a bit intimidated.

"Of course, we're going in. We're already here. How can we chicken out?" Jiang Feng said.

Before Cheng Zhenjie could say anything else, Jiang Feng stepped inside.

Cheng Zhenjie had no choice but to follow quickly.