decathlon's wife

By Deangela Hunter

In a previous life, the head coach of short-track speed skating was drunk again,

Back when his dream was still alive,

Open [Winter Olympic All-around system],

Sign in and get ice skills.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Deangela Hunter
• Release date: Mar 24, 2024
• ISBN: 9798869321381

Book preview

Chapter One: The Decathlon from the Future

Emily Robertson is a high school student, obviously 17 years old, but still like a child like fantasy, always thinking about the future to win 5 million yuan in the lottery, driving a BMW, wearing Rolex, ordering two bowls of soy milk at a time, drinking bowl after bowl...

Although these are his mind wandering in class was found by the teacher, when the punishment stood up, but school is really tired ah! Get up earlier than the chicken, go to bed later than the dog, study for 16 hours a day, even if it is not so cruel to go to work, sometimes Emily Robertson really want to slap the teacher's wretched old face a few times, and then pretend to force a sentence: fuck you, I don't go! Finally, he turned and left, leaving a campus' legend 'of his own...

But Emily Robertson put up with it, given her mother's ardent expectations and her father's relentless aggressors.

Every time Emily Robertson opened her eyes at 12 o 'clock in the summer before her senior year of high school, she would stretch and sigh, This is heaven!

But more than a month into the summer vacation, Emily Robertson is having a hard time with her accumulated homework.

'What a hell of a day!

Emily Robertson's TV and computer kept her distracted, so much so that her father threw him out of the house with a big stick: Go to the library and finish writing or don't come back!

August in North China can bake people to death, especially in the middle of the day, when the temperature is hovering around 40 degrees Celsius. Emily Robertson sticks out her tongue like a dog and buys a bottle of chilled mineral water at a roadside cold drink stand. The cold mineral water pours down her throat and instantly cools her body and mind.

Hah! Comfortable! Emily Robertson gradually regained her energy. Her back stopped aching, her legs stopped aching, and she walked with strength.

Accompany you to see the meteor shower, hit on your head, I am beside Lele and hehe... Humming the lyrics of a class makeover, Emily Robertson looks up at the sky and sees nothing but the evil sun.

Huh? Was it as if a dark dot had appeared in the sky, coming closer, or was it a dark dot, and Emily Robertson was dumbfounded, as if the dark dot was coming towards him?

'No good! Emily Robertson just reacted, but it was too late, the black spot was impartial, was smashing on his head, and then before losing consciousness, Emily Robertson shouted in her heart: The lyrics are smashing your head, not smashing my head!!!

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Decathlon test installation environment, meet the requirements, start installation..."

The installation of the Decathlon was successful, the host's physique was weak, and repair began...

Repair completed, start to enter the Decathlon function manual...

Input complete, Decathlon open!

Emily Robertson shuddered and suddenly opened her eyes to the white ceiling, the smell of disinfectant on her nose, and the back of her right hand rising slightly.

Shit! Who stuck a needle in the back of my hand?

Emily Robertson heard a familiar cry from her side: Son, you're awake!

Mom? Emily Robertson looked back at her mother's gaunt face and asked, Mom, why are you here? What's wrong with me?

Mother's eyes a red, wipe the corner of the overflow tears, choked: you have heat stroke, blame your father! Shouldn't throw you out in the middle of the day, that old immortal, look back at his mother how to teach him!"

Heat stroke? Emily Robertson, uh, sat up slowly and asked, Mom, how long have I been lying here?

It's been a day, son. How are you feeling now? The mother gave Emily Robertson a hand, but when the hands touched her skin, Emily Robertson suddenly froze and heard a warning sound in her head.

Found F-grade cooking, do you absorb it?

Yeah, I've been lying there a little too long. Hallucinations. All hallucinations.

Emily Robertson patted her head and said, Mom, I'm fine, I'm just a little hungry, let's get out of here! I want to go home and eat."

A day without food, long body children can not afford to hurt ah!

Her mother smiled and patted Emily Robertson on the head. Wait, Mom, get the doctor.

After a while, the doctor came into the room, checked on Emily Robertson, and nodded, "There's nothing wrong. Go home and take care of yourself. Drink plenty of water.

Thank you, doctor, for the trouble. Mother is an honest person, very polite.

The doctor smiled and pulled out the needle himself, touching Emily Robertson's skin.

If I found an F-level medical skill, did I absorb it?

Eh? Emily Robertson rubs her temples. Is that a hallucination?

A subconscious whisper: Absorb.

Absorption success, the host has the first decathlon ability - medical skills! It is currently rated f."

With the successful absorption, Emily Robertson's head suddenly flooded with a lot of medical knowledge, both traditional and western medicine, but Emily Robertson did not feel bloated, this feeling is natural, as if she had these abilities.

Feeling that she has a certain level of medical competence, Emily Robertson's eyes glaze over as the instructions for the Decathlon flow through her head.

The Decathlon is a game system invented by Emily Robertson, a child genius 4329 years in the future. When the system is bound to the host, it will have the phagocytic function of absorbing the ten abilities.

After the Decathlon was born, because the system devauchery function is easy to give birth to flying thieves, super thieves and other criminals, it is restricted by the federal government, all listed systems are destroyed, Emily Robertson is also closely monitored, and finally Emily Robertson is not satisfied. Using a miniature time machine, the last Decathlon system was sent back in time, set to be used only by 'low-class', 'nerds' and' losers' under the age of 18 named 'Emily Robertson'.

After more than 2,300 years of retrogrestion, we finally found a suitable host in 2012.

Emily Robertson, born in 1995, 17 years old, 173cm tall, IQ rubbish, physical quality rubbish, no special skills, disorderly, resigned to fate, just get by, the lower of the lower, the dirt of the dirt, the bad of the bad, all conditions meet the Decathlon boarding conditions, has been successfully boarding.

Decathlon has ten major options, the host can freely decide to swallow the project, each ability is divided into fedcbas seven levels, f level is the lowest, s level is the highest, the current host comprehensive ability value is f, only ten options all reach f level, can absorb the next stage of e ability, and so on."

On the way home from the hospital, Emily Robertson was dazed, drooling, and hysterical. When I got home and smelled the food, I woke up from my hysteria.

Damn it! Is my brother rich! ? The decathlon is a superhuman system, and Emily Robertson blushes with excitement, punching the air and wishing she could not find someone to fight.

He quickly looked at his first ability with his mind - medical skills.

Medicine is a big discipline with four small suffix, divided into internal medicine, surgery, medicine, medicine, medicine, medicine can only reach f level if these four abilities are at f level. Emily Robertson is lucky that the doctor who pulled out the needle for him has reached f level in these four abilities. That's why Emily Robertson managed to swallow a big item.

When Emily Robertson thinks about the big picture of medicine, she suddenly remembers the F-grade cooking she didn't devour at first.

Immediately checking the cooking to see if the absorption option still exists, Emily Robertson hesitates, grits her teeth and stomps her foot: Absorption!

These days, if you want to catch a woman's heart, you must catch a woman's stomach, don't believe to look at those new generation of chefs, cooks a longer than a long humble, but their greedy wife is a beautiful, this is the power of food, not less than money.

Absorption success, the host has F-level cooking, because cooking is a subitem of the big item 'Gusteau', open the second big item 'gusteau'.

The God of Cookery?

Emily Robertson immediately looked at Gusteau's next sub-category, and compared to the four sub-categories of medicine, Gusteau has only three sub-categories: cooking, brewing, and dessert.

It looks like the ten big items don't have the same number of subitems, but that's more interesting.

Two items were opened, and there were eight items left, and Emily Robertson wondered, what were the eight items left?

Killers? No, it's too dangerous.

Powers? Yes, but is there such a thing in the world?

The president? Is that a big skill? yy too much.

A headache!

Son, it's time to eat. Emily Robertson was interrupted by her mother's screams.

The world is big, eat the biggest, first fill the stomach then say!

Hey! Coming.

Emily Robertson's home is an affordable house that she applied for several years ago. It is on the sixth floor, with two bedrooms and one living room. It is a 60-square-meter small room. The large room belongs to her parents and the small room belongs to Emily Robertson. Shangguan a family of three is still very satisfied.

In order to supplement her son's energy, the mother specially made four dishes and a soup, four dishes are scrambled eggs with tomatoes, scrambled eggs with cucumbers, cold tomatoes, cold cucumbers, and a soup is tomato, cucumber and egg soup.

Emily Robertson: ...

Never mind. That's about as good as an f can get.

After eating the wrong afternoon meal, the mother took two walnuts and said, Son, it's time to replenish the brain.

Emily Robertson's IQ is very average, and she does not work hard in study, so she has been the tail of the class since high school. However, Emily Robertson is very good at pretending to study hard in front of her parents and make progress every day (holidays do not count), which makes her parents very worried. Ever since, Emily Robertson has had four walnuts a day.

Fix it again! Emily Robertson's face is bitter, a thing that has been eating continuously for more than a year, is about to throw up, Emily Robertson now hears the word walnuts, but the mother's eyes are too much to resist.

Emily Robertson took the walnut and got up. I'm going to eat it inside.

Remember to use a hammer, not a pencil case. In the past, in order to show her personality, Emily Robertson often hit walnuts with her tin pencil case. The result was that the walnut was still the same walnut, but the pencil case became a disabled pencil case. After suffering a big bang from her father, Emily Robertson agreed lazily. Emily Robertson is no longer afraid to mistake ignorance for individuality.

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Chapter II F-level computer capability

Book upload, brothers and sisters can give a few more tickets?

Back in her bedroom, Emily Robertson tried to turn on her computer to play a game, but nothing happened when she pressed the power button.

Huh? Emily Robertson quickly checked and found that the power cord for the main case was missing.

...... Emily Robertson shouted outside, Mom, where's the power cord to my computer?

Your father pulled it out. The mother's voice came in, accompanied by the mother's complaint: Son, your father is also for you, when you finish your summer homework, your father will definitely put the thread on.

Emily Robertson's face looks like Changbai Mountain.

In anger, Emily Robertson squeezed the walnut.

Snap -- the walnut opens.

Huh? Emily Robertson looked at the walnut in her hand in surprise. Why did she open it?

Emily Robertson doesn't remember having such strong hands, and walnuts are different now. The skin is thick and hard to crack with your hands.

Full of questions, Emily Robertson eats two walnuts, looks at the peels in her hand, pulls out a larger piece and gives it a hard squeeze.

Splat -- split.

Did I learn the skill of an eagle claw? Surprised, Emily Robertson found a pencil and, with a little push, the pencil easily broke into two pieces, and then broke half of it into two pieces with the same ease.

What is it? Emily Robertson looked at the sections of pencil ends in disbelief.

Walking around the room with mixed feelings, Emily Robertson fixed her eyes on the wardrobe.

Emily Robertson hugged the wardrobe and tried to move it