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Mission to Yunshui Chun Village – Part I.
Author: Jimmy-Chuuu
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The next morning, as the sunlight began to sneak in through the paper cracks in the holey window, Eadric Rong opened his eyes feeling refreshed.

He felt as if he had never felt the aches and pains from the practice of lightening his body on the bamboo poles. He was ready to face the new day with renewed vigor.

A week had passed, and Eadric Rong was seen moving nimbly on bamboo poles of varying heights. He moved nimbly like a squirrel, hopping from one bollard to another without making a sound.

The vibrations in the bamboo bollards, which used to sway violently, were now softer and more subtle.

On the morning of the eighth day, Eadric Rong stood in front of the bamboo poles with two perforated iron plates that had ropes on each side. "Alright, let's enter the second era of torture!" whispered Eadric Rong excitedly.

He bent down, then tied an iron plate weighing 10 jin each to his left leg and also to his right leg. The two plates weighed 20 jin in total. (Two jin = 1 kg.)

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