His Energy was growing more and more plentiful. He had already saved up half the Qi Fortune needed for the Enhancement Skill, and half the Merit for the new function. If he could just resist the urge to spend a little longer, he would have enough!
'I'm going to cure my terminal illness!'
'Uh, wait. Even if I save enough, it'll only be sufficient for one use of the Enhancement Skill. That doesn't really count as a cure, does it?'
'Whatever. If I can be rich for a moment, I'll be happy for a moment!'
Zhang Deming composed himself, left the Spirit Nurturing Space, and returned to his room.
He tidied up and organized some of the things from his recent trip.
Oh, right. Zhang Deming had also gained quite a lot from reading Xue Su's memories before his death.
Now, it would be no problem for him to act as an undercover agent. He could competently play the roles of both "Mysterious Man Number One" and "Mysterious Man Number Three".
