19: The summoner summons people's awareness

Xu Zihang from the hospital finally woke up.

He was transferred to a regular ward in the afternoon.

Cheng Yang also bought fruit and went to visit, secretly injecting Xu Zihang with a tube of Potion F.

With this shot of Potion F, there was no need to worry about any side effects.

Later, he would only need to follow the course of treatment to fully recover.

Of course, Cheng Yang could also come every day to give him injections.

This would allow him to get out of bed in three days and fully recover in ten days.

However, the effect would be too startling and attention-grabbing, so he naturally wouldn't consider such an action.

As for the bullying students at school.

Although Cheng Yang also really wanted to see them pay a corresponding price.

Under the minor protection law, the four main bullies were expelled from school, and the remaining dozens were suspended, not held legally responsible.

But they were all quite scared, and the label of 'bully' was firmly affixed to them, making it difficult for them to be treated normally in the future.

Unless they changed their names, moved out of the city, and completely started anew.

After the injury assessment was completed once his condition stabilized, Xu Zihang would also receive compensation from the school.

“What I did, it should be righteous, right?”

Cheng Yang sat on a park bench in the evening, looking at the Summoner in his hand.

It was as if he was sighing to himself, and also as if he was asking the Summoner.

After all, he had let too much personal emotion get involved in this matter.

His actions were also a bit too reckless.

Using Hacker F to manipulate online public opinion at will and expose the personal information of those involved.

He seemed a bit too… ostentatious, too arrogant.

The beginning of a heinous criminal is often a small, insignificant theft.

The process of small evil turning into great evil is like jumping from the top of a building; in just an instant, it becomes irreversible.

If he, who possessed the power of the Summoner, became accustomed to such arrogant behavior.

Step by step, he would become reckless, wantonly using the power of the Summoner, lording over this society, lording over these rules.

Becoming a new evil, a tumor more wicked and harder to deal with than monsters.

“I must set rules for myself.”

Cheng Yang's gaze became firm.

No one had the ability to set rules for him, no one could restrain him, as he possessed the Light Armor.

So, he would restrain himself.

“The Hacker F card must never be used indiscriminately!”

Cheng Yang recalled how, during this period, he had casually bought pork, vegetables, toothbrushes, toothpaste, and daily necessities through the Hacker F card, and a wave of fear washed over him.

This was small evil!

Without restraint, who knew if one day he would start thinking about buying better beef and fruit.

And using big brands for daily necessities like shower gel and shampoo.

And then completely squandering it away?

He needed to give himself a salary and then spend according to that salary.

Armored Warrior, 10,000 yuan a month, should be… quite reasonable, right?

A year after graduation, Cheng Yang's original salary was 7,000 a month.

But being an Armored Warrior was also a high-risk job, so a slight raise in salary should, should not be too much, right?

Salary would be paid at the beginning of each month.

Besides his salary, he absolutely could not use the Hacker F card to spend money casually, not even a single cent.

The Hacker F card was a work card, and it absolutely could not be used unless required for his work as an “Armored Warrior.”

He could not use Hacker E to satisfy his curiosity, to pry into others' privacy, or to manipulate public opinion…

He could not casually transform with the Summoner and enjoy the attention of his armor form.

He could not use his trained strength to bully the weak.

He could not kill, unless the opponent was extremely wicked, or above the rules, and could not be sanctioned by justice.

Cheng Yang set rule after rule for himself.

And as each rule was set, the Summoner also reacted.

[Light Armor adaptability increased to 95%]

[Violating rules will lower armor adaptability… The more severe the violation, the more adaptability decreases. If armor adaptability drops below 50%, the armor cannot be summoned]

The rules Cheng Yang set for himself resonated with the Light Armor and earned its deeper approval.

Looking at the rules he had personally set on the Summoner, Cheng Yang was unfazed.

Or rather, he felt a sense of relief.

As long as he adhered to these rules, he wouldn't have to worry about being consumed by power and becoming a new disaster for humanity.

Moreover, these rules were actually quite subjective.

For example, the rule about not killing indiscriminately, only killing the extremely wicked.

This 'extremely wicked' was very subjective; what constituted 'extremely wicked' was entirely up to his own judgment.

The restriction actually only limited him from killing against his inner conscience.

And if he truly killed against his conscience.

He felt that letting the armor's power leave him, making him unable to summon the armor.

Would actually be a good thing.

Putting away the Summoner, he rose from the park bench.

In any case…

“Let’s celebrate my new job and raise first!”

Lin Ti watched Cheng Yang, who was running with a weighted vest towards a small roadside restaurant, and felt some admiration.

Ordinary members of the Monster Countermeasure Combat Team earned 30,000 yuan a month.

An Armored Warrior only earned 10,000 yuan a month.

Was it better to say he was easily satisfied, or that Cheng Yang had excellent character?

…

Bang, bang, bang!

[Basic Stance proficiency +1]

Cheng Yang’s upper body was already covered in bruises, but he still didn't stop, maintaining his stance and repeatedly crashing into the sharp corner of the wall.

The corner had been reinforced with metal by him, causing each impact to emit a dull thud.

The pain made him grimace, letting out suppressed groans.

Basic Stance had already advanced from “Beginner” to “Mastered,” and his defense and parrying deflection effects had both improved.

Therefore, improving proficiency also became more difficult.

This meant that now, if he wanted to improve proficiency, he had to torment himself even more desperately.

Otherwise, proficiency would be very difficult to increase.

Feeling the pain currently radiating from his body, he couldn't help but start to wonder.

If he continued to improve Basic Stance, the pain he would experience later would probably be much more intense than it was now.

Just thinking about it made his legs go weak.

Cannot be slack!

Cheng Yang held his breath and slammed into the corner again with force!

[Basic Stance proficiency +1]

[Basic Stance E (Mastered)] Proficiency: 56/100

Figuring that his training for the night was sufficient, Cheng Yang stopped his continued practice, pulled out Potion F, and inserted it into the Summoner.

“Potion!”

A tube of Potion F was injected into his body, and the bruises and internal injuries began to heal rapidly.

He didn't delay, climbing onto the bed, sitting cross-legged, and began to circulate the Basic Breathing Technique.

With the Basic Breathing Technique reaching the second layer, Cheng Yang's speed of circulation for one cycle increased again.

He could complete one cycle in about 5 minutes.

Although he still couldn't maintain constant breathing at all times.

He was no longer as disheveled as before; he could move around while circulating the Basic Breathing Technique for extended periods.

It could also be used for short-term combat.

Unlike before, where he could only maintain breathing for a few seconds in combat, and his body would suffer backlash.

However, during the breathing combat process, his throat and lungs were weak points.

If he took a heavy blow, his breathing could easily be interrupted, and his lungs would also suffer backlash.

Perhaps upon reaching the third layer of the Basic Breathing Technique, he would be able to achieve constant breathing.

Integrating the Basic Breathing Technique into his body as naturally as breathing, making it a part of his body.