Chapter 36 The Billionth Candidate
As Han Qiwu continued chopping, he vaguely began to catch a feeling. In the past, as long as he hit the tree trunk enough times, the tree would eventually turn into usable wood.
But now, Han Qiwu wondered, could he do it better?
For example, could he swing the axe with less energy? Or chop the tree down in fewer hits? Or perhaps find a more optimal part of the tree to target?
As he experimented, Han Qiwu subconsciously started using the power-generating stance of the Strengthening Technique while chopping.
Once, twice, thrice—completely immersed in his moment of epiphany, Han Qiwu lost track of time.
At 11:59 PM on January 7th, Han Qiwu suddenly snapped out of it. Glancing at the time, his body instinctively jolted.
"What the heck? How did it get this late?! I do NOT want to go through another exhaustion penalty!" Han Qiwu quickly put away his axe and darted toward his bed in two or three big steps.
As soon as he lay down, he immediately shut his eyes.
The familiar darkness arrived right on schedule.
"Please, for the love of everything, no exhaustion penalties! I'm already running low on stamina. But seriously, what just happened to all that time? Who stole it from me?"
Before Han Qiwu could draw any conclusions, Zhou Gong knocked him unconscious with a metaphorical club.