The first day of training focused primarily on the spirit's physique, as physique is the foundation of everything. Many novice spirit tamers rush to train their spirits in combat abilities right after forming a contract, which is unrealistic.
Su Hao's plan for the silkworm baby was twofold: first, to build its physique, and second, to train its speed and agility.
As long as it was fast enough and agile enough, the "dodge" skill alone could keep the spirit undefeated.
Su Hao had lost count of how many times he'd thrown the frisbee that morning.
The silkworm baby started off full of enthusiasm, but after failing to catch the frisbee several times, most of its drive had faded.
Fortunately, it still yearned for the heroic image of its kind in the videos and remembered Su Hao's words: "All the hardships and struggles behind the scenes are for the sake of showing off on stage." It kept those golden words close to its heart.
The little one gritted its teeth and persisted.
Progress came quickly. After repeated adjustments, the silkworm baby finally learned the correct way to exert force, leaping high like a little puppy and snapping the frisbee in its mouth.
"Only a spirit, with recovery far stronger than ordinary animals, could train like this."
The silkworm baby was small and fell many times, but while it hurt, it wasn't seriously injured, and its stamina recovered rapidly.
The improvement was visible to the naked eye.
Spirits truly were the 'protagonists' favored by heaven and earth; humans were just feeders.
Training from morning until noon, the silkworm baby could already pounce and catch the frisbee within three seconds of it leaving Su Hao's hand, sometimes even performing a three-sixty flip in midair.
If Su Hao hadn't forbidden the silkworm baby from getting too close, it might have pounced before the frisbee even left his hand.
"Guno~!"
The silkworm baby shook the dust off its body. Each success brought it a strong sense of accomplishment, reigniting its training enthusiasm.
Su Hao, on the other hand, was exhausted.
As the silkworm baby improved, he threw the frisbee faster and higher. He'd tossed it hundreds of times that morning, each throw using all his strength. His arms were sore and tingling, almost reaching the level of a "dragon arm."
"Take a break, time to eat."
The silkworm baby had been a bit disdainful of its spirit tamer, but the moment it heard "food," everything else was forgotten. It trotted over happily and rubbed against his pant leg.
Su Hao took out a portion of jade powder and placed it in front of the silkworm baby.
The silkworm baby leaned in, opened its mouth, "Gunono~"
Its whole body turned into (????)~
Su Hao also pulled his own lunch from his backpack—very ordinary: two caterpillar-shaped bread rolls and a bottle of milk tea.
He tore open the packaging, squeezed the bread up, and took a big bite.
Silkworm baby: っ?Д?)っ
It looked at itself, then at the caterpillar bread in Su Hao's hand. Didn't it look... a bit similar? Very similar!
Could it be that disobedient spirits were made into bread? How terrifying, gunono o((⊙﹏⊙))o.
Su Hao had no idea why, but the silkworm baby trained even harder that afternoon.
Probably inspired by his fine qualities, he figured.
...
For several days in a row, Su Hao took the silkworm baby out early and returned... before dinner.
In addition to basic physique and spiritual power training, agility was also a daily training item. In Su Hao's plan, the silkworm baby's early combat strength would mainly rely on flexibility and impact force.
Agility training had already evolved from frisbee throwing to bouncing balls.
Strength training and endurance training were interspersed—Su Hao chose the low-cost, highly effective method of tree-bashing. This trained the silkworm baby's impact force, toughened its skin, and helped it overcome its timidity, reaching new heights in its silkworm life.
The only challenge was the silkworm baby's reluctance.
Fortunately, the training plan included targeted psychological inducement... not that Su Hao was a devil, but the silkworm baby was just too easily tempted.
Su Hao also selected some cost-effective spiritual plants for the silkworm baby to absorb, based on the plan—wood-type spirits had the advantage of assisting in planting and absorbing the essence of plants.
The spiritual plants he chose were the most suitable for the silkworm baby to absorb and also the... cheapest.
By the eighth day of training, the silkworm baby had grown a full size larger, and its progress was very noticeable.
That morning, when they set out, Su Hao had switched from running to riding a shared bike. The silkworm baby, now the size of a chubby orange cat, chased after him on its short legs—and kept up!
The energy within it had increased significantly, and its control over spiritual power had improved by several levels.
It could now condense the spiritual light particles it spat into a straight line, reaching a maximum distance of 383 cm and lasting up to 5.4 seconds. The spiritual power output was several times greater than at the start, with enough power to... tear ordinary paper.
Without learning any special moves, the silkworm baby's combat strength still relied on speed and power, while spiritual power represented its accumulation.
But it had also learned to wrap spiritual power around its body, and a full-force charge could snap a cup-thick sapling in two!
Su Hao felt both gratified and a little regretful.
He regretted not finding a chance to beat the silkworm baby when he could. Now, he couldn't beat it anymore.
In a horizontal comparison, its combat power was about 1.5 times his own.
Status -1.
It also brought a faint, almost imperceptible feedback.
"No, even if I've gotten a bit stronger, that's from my own training. What does it have to do with the silkworm baby's feedback?"
Not far away, the silkworm baby was darting swiftly through the woods, weaving in S-shapes and figure-eights at full speed. Occasionally, it would accidentally crash into a tree trunk, its soft body compressing from back to front before bouncing back with a *thump*.
The tree shook, and leaves rustled down.
Su Hao leaned against another tree, flipping through a moral education book in his hand.
Spirit studies also required cultural knowledge, and moral education was a key subject. Its score on the college entrance exam was no lower than any main spirit subject.
This definitely didn't exist before he transmigrated!
Su Hao, on the verge of tears, could only force himself to focus and memorize every word.
...
At the lakeside area of East Lake Mountain's back hill,
A girl in sportswear with her long hair tied in a neat ponytail was crouching by the shore, commanding her spirit.
It was a water-blue spirit made of flowing water, about knee-high, like a little girl in a long dress trailing on the ground. It soaked in the lake, the water covering half its body.
"Little Spring Spirit, absorb the lake water and store it in your body, then combine it with spiritual power to shoot it out!"
"Umu~!"
Its small body swelled like a balloon. After a few seconds, the Little Spring Spirit opened its mouth slightly, condensing a water jet as thick as three fingers together, and shot it out fiercely.
The white water column sprayed over twenty meters, hitting a bowl-thick tree trunk on the shore. The continuous jet made the tree shake violently, wood chips flying, water droplets splashing. After several seconds, the water jet lost its force, shrinking into a trickle that dripped onto the lake and shore.
The tree's roots were already wet, forming a puddle, and much of the bark on the trunk had been worn away. This water jet, though not a special move, already had basic lethality.
"That's it, great!"
The Little Spring Spirit ran ashore, seeking praise. The girl immediately picked it up and spun around twice.
She almost threw the Little Spring Spirit out.
"Hmm... what should we train next?"
Gu Lingyao took a notebook from her backpack. On it was... the training plan her uncle had made for the Little Spring Spirit.
A training plan carefully crafted by a certified spirit nurturer.
It allowed Gu Lingyao to start training the Little Spring Spirit before school began, with methods superior to the school's—after all, the school didn't have a certified spirit nurturer creating a one-on-one training plan.
"Umu~ Umu~" The praised Little Spring Spirit's skirt flapped like waves, "Umu?"
It suddenly looked toward the woods by the shore.
"What's wrong, Little Spring Spirit?"
"Umu! Umu umu~~"
"You mean there's something over there?"
Gu Lingyao tensed up. Could it be some wild animal?
She and the Little Spring Spirit stared at the woods with wide eyes.
Rustle~
Rustle~
The bushes shook.
A small figure darted out, and the two spirits stared at each other.
Silkworm baby: (O_O)?
Little Spring Spirit: (?°?°?)