Allen came to the executive department at around 5 pm and then kept training in the training ground. After falling into that wonderful situation, he kept practicing a set of morning bodybuilding techniques in cyclical practice until he fainted.

Now when Allen woke up, it was almost nine o'clock in the evening, and the entire executive unit was shrouded in a bright light, no different from the daytime.

After hearing Renard's words, Allen said nothing, but closed his eyes and started to rest. He was indeed a little tired at this moment. Such a long period of practice exhausted all his physical strength and energy. At this moment, he just wanted to have a good sleep.

But he did not fall into this fatigue, but just quietly felt the fatigue of his body, the grumble of every cell, the howling of every muscle, and the whine of every muscle slowly immersed his mind and breathed in a long and strange rhythm, guiding the holy light in his body to wander in every corner of his body.

After he started practicing the quiet practice of the morning bodybuilding technique a few days ago, he unexpectedly discovered that the breathing method of the quiet practice can guide the holy light in his body to where he wants it to reach.

This kind of control that can be called a micro level greatly increased Allen's cultivation speed. Although the holy light in his body could wander around the body and heal the fatigue of his body, it was an instinct of unconscious and commanding.

It is impossible to heal accurately with a purpose. Many forces are only accumulated in other places, and places that need healing cannot be nourished by enough holy light. Therefore, although the body's recovery speed is extremely fast, it is still not maximized.

When Allen discovered that he could control this energy and wander around his body according to his own will, healing the hidden wounds left in his body inadvertently, he already understood what this meant.

The result of this discovery is also as mentioned before. Allen perfectly improved the three major attributes in just one week.

Now, Allen is also controlling the energy in his body, quickly recovering his physical fatigue, hoping to achieve his perfect state as quickly as possible.

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Huh, a mouthful of white air like a sharp sword exhaled from Allen's mouth. Although Allen had not practiced any Chinese art, his physique at this moment was already far beyond ordinary people. His strong lungs could easily perform behaviors that could only appear in novels in previous lives. Moreover, in a sense, the art of Dawn Body Forging may not be much worse than the Chinese art.

At this time, Allen had almost filled the deficit in his body, and his physical fatigue had been greatly relieved. He no longer looked like a soft-legged shrimp when he woke up.

He moved his arms gently and felt the strong power rushing and flowing in his body again. Alan smiled softly.

I turned to look at the clock on the wall and suddenly realized that it was around nine o'clock in the evening.

Allen sighed silently, probably it would be late at night again when he got home tonight. He looked at the desk beside him and found that the man sitting there had disappeared. Allen probably had something else to do.

But he looked at the thing on the desk that was covered with a steel basin, and suddenly smiled. He supported the bed with his left hand, jumped out of the bed lightly like a feather, walked to the table, and uncovered the steel basin.

The silver-gray dish was filled with all kinds of food, fat meat pieces that were juiced from high heat, charcoal-grilled red-bellied fish, lamb chops with black pepper and various spices, and a glass of ice-patterned juice in a glass cup.

Allen laughed happily at these things. Sure enough, Renard was just a stingy mouth and a stingy heart. Seeing that he had not eaten for a night of practice, he even brought him the food in great considerately.

Allen sat on the bench where Renard was sitting before and had a happy meal. After drinking and eating, Allen prepared his clothes, returned the plate to the cafeteria, and then walked towards the ingredients.

The materials and equipment are very close, and can be said to be on both sides of a long corridor. Even Allen felt that the laboratory behind the office might be the same.

This is not impossible. Although these are just Allen's guesses, he felt that this was a very likely fact. While Allen's random thoughts, he had already walked to the door of the equipment office.

The middle-aged uncle who was on duty in the door last time was still the last time to receive Allen. When the uncle saw that Allen was about to say hello to him, he asked why he was here again and if there was something wrong with his weapon last time.

But before the uncle could say anything, he saw Allen walking over without stopping. The uncle was stunned at first, and suddenly thought of something, with a sudden look on his face. The uncle suddenly stood up from his desk, and the next moment, there was no movement. The uncle just took a simple step, ignored the obstacle in front of him, and appeared directly at the door of the equipment office.

The equipment and materials are on both sides of a long corridor. The two offices are not far away, but a distance of more than ten meters. At Alan's current speed is only a few seconds. So when the middle-aged uncle came out to verify his guess, he happened to see Alan having stopped at the door of the material.

Allen turned around and looked at the sign at the door, as if he wanted to determine whether this was his destination. Then Allen walked in with the middle-aged uncle watching the fun without much trouble.

I saw Alan walk into the material area with his own eyes. The middle-aged uncle took out a silver-gray fine iron frame inlaid with a piece of blue crystal that was only the size of a palm. This is a newly developed individual tactical liaison device from the equipment office. The uncle was extremely excited and sent a message.

Many people in this base also received this message at the same time and chose to receive it.

"Come on, come on, have fun. That guy Alan has gone to the Materials Department. He probably measured his physical attributes and was preparing for a transfer ceremony. You can guess how many attributes he has reached the extreme value."

Derek stood there and clearly felt the other person's excitement. A hint of doubt appeared on his upright face. Are you ready to change your job so quickly? This kid is fast enough. He wanted to go and see the excitement, but when he thought of his task, he still gave up this idea helplessly.

Bright was very interested in getting this news. He had asked Allen to recruit him several times before, but Allen politely rejected him, and he also lost that idea. After all, Allen was a member of the Imperial Executive Department and his colleague, and he could not force him to make a decision.

Moreover, he could see that Alan was the kind of person who was determined and unmoved by external things, so he gave up on the idea of ​​pulling Alan to join. Now he was just simply curious about Alan's attributes and was already curious about the profession chosen by Alan.

At the same time, most of the people idle in the executive department also received this news, and some people who knew Allen were also rushing to the Materials Department when they heard the news.

Bor's body was galloping in the long and quiet corridor as if it were a bear, and his huge and burly body stomped on the ground violently but unexpectedly made no sound.

Renard was yawning big, with thick dark circles hanging around his eyes, still looking like he was sleepless, walking towards the material part in a daze as if he was sleepwalking.

In the void, silent perception began to spread.

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Allen didn't know that the news of his arrival at the Materials Department was actually known by the entire executive department, but he probably wouldn't care if he knew it. After all, this is an unchangeable fact. No matter how you think about it, you are just asking for trouble. No matter how you say it, you are only knowing it by yourself. It's better than leaking the news.

At this time, Allen was standing in a wide room, surrounded by mysterious and complex machinery. Allen stood there waiting for the other party to debug the equipment.

After Allen arrived and explained his purpose to the other party, the other party looked at him in surprise, as if he knew him, the recent figure, but he didn't say much. The young man on duty here began preparations after asking him about the relevant matters.

However, what Allen didn't know was that the other party's preparations had already been done, and now it seemed that the behavior of inspecting various facilities was just delaying time.

"Dalton, you must delay the time, I will arrive soon." Bright had contacted the other party through a liaison before, hoping that he would delay the time. Dalton felt that this was nothing but a trivial matter, so he agreed immediately.

After that, more and more calls were hoping that he would help him delay time. Dalton was just out of the idea of ​​helping at first, but later there were more and more information. Dalton really couldn't refuse, so he could only repeat the actions he checked over and over again.

However, more than ten minutes have passed, and Dalton cannot hold on. After all, Allen had asked him if he was fine before. After all, Allen is not a fool and would not let him fool him, although he had not put his mind on the other party at the beginning.

But later when looking at these devices, I found that the other party had repeated some behaviors. Alan is also a mechanic. Although he does not understand the principles and functions of these machines, he can clearly see that the other party is delaying time. Although he doesn't know what the other party is thinking, Alan still tactfully reminds the other party not to fool it. After all, it's a bit late today, and Alan is still waiting to go home.
Chapter completed!