Alchemy & Martial Supreme

C1210 Jia Zheng's Weight



C1210 Jia Zheng's Weight

1Even though he was reluctant, his parents told him to weigh himself. Jia Zheng reluctantly moved to the large plate and stood there.    

    

Seeing Jia Zheng stand up, two servants carried a huge stone and placed it there. On another small plate.    

    

The small plate didn't move at all.    

    

"Take another stone of this weight!" Wang Zhenwei said lightly.    

    

"Yes!"    

    

The two servants felt that although Jia Zheng's body was huge, he did not need to use two huge rocks.    

    

Although they were puzzled, they would not question the patriarch's words. They would only do as they were told.    

    

The two of them carried another stone of the same size, and walked towards the smaller plate step by step.    

    

"Bang!"    

    

The stone was placed in the small basin. It collided with another stone, creating a loud collision sound.    

    

The small plate did not budge an inch!    

    

"How is this possible?" The two servants looked at Jia Zheng, who had a bitter expression on his face, in shock.    

    

They also had some experience in addressing people as humans. Looking at Jia Zheng's body shape, they could tell that he had some experience. With the largest rock and a smaller rock, they should be able to balance things out.    

    

But why did the two biggest rocks add up, and the small basin still did not budge?    

    

"Continue adding the same stone!" Wang Zhenwei was not surprised at all and continued to instruct.    

    

Hearing Wang Zhenwei's words, Jia Zheng's face, which had a bitter expression, turned pale.    

    

"Am I that heavy? Am I going to die of fat?"    

    

He originally wanted to wait until his stomach was not so hungry and start to lose weight, but looking at the weight now, when would he be able to lose weight?    

    

He looked at Jia Zheng's expression. Wang Zhenwei guessed what he was thinking and said with a smile, "It might not be what you think. It might be a good thing!"    

    

"A good thing?" Jia Zheng only said that Wang Zhenwei was comforting himself.    

    

If it was just a little bit of fat, he would not be distressed at all. Instead, he would feel mighty.    

    

However, being fat like a ball made it difficult for him to even move. How could it be a good thing?    

    

He had crushed three beds, and the beds were made of stone, so they hadn't been broken until now.    

    

Two servants carried a big stone and Lei placed it on the other two stones.    

    

The small plate did not move at all.    

    

Looking at the small plate that had been added with three big stones, jia Zheng was expressionless. He had already broken the jar.    

    

Wang Zhenwei, on the other hand, had a look of pleasant surprise. He personally walked to the small plate and weighed the weight of the large stone. He took out his two swords from the Dimensional Ring and placed them on it.    

    

The small plate swayed for a while, but it did not seem like it was going to sink.    

    

"Alright." Wang Zhenwei laughed loudly. He took out a set of metal armor from his Dimensional Ring and placed it on top.    

    

This metal armor was a Ninth Grade, and it was much heavier than his dual swords.    

    

When the metal armor was placed on top of it, the small plate finally moved. It slowly moved under the string, and finally floated in the air.    

    

On the other side, Jia Zheng finally floated up from the ground.    

    

The two servants watched all of this with their mouths agape.    

    

"Creak, creak, creak... Boom!"    

    

The scale suddenly let out a sound as if it could not bear the burden and collapsed with a loud crash.    

    

"Ah!"    

    

Jia Zheng screamed and fell from the large plate.    

    

"Boom..."    

    

Dust flew everywhere, and a crater was created on the ground by Jia Zheng.    

    

Wang Zhenwei waved his hand, and the dust scattered. He walked to the bottom of the hole and helped Jia Zheng up from the ground.    

    

"Jia Zheng, are you alright?"    

    

Jia Zhengwang rubbed his dizzy head and helped him up. He struggled to get up and cried, "I'm fine. I'm fine. ... Home... patriarch. Am I going to die?"    

    

He recognized this scale. The thing on the small plate was twenty times the actual weight of the large plate.    

    


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