Dragon Scale Cup

Jiang Yiming was still fast asleep.

In his dream, countless Gu insects flew toward him: winged snakes, armored toads, spiders trailing scorpion tails...

As he slept, the phone by his bed suddenly rang.

"Ding ding! Ding ding..."

He casually picked it up and saw that it was Fatty Hu from the factory calling!

Why would he call me? Could it be that I haven't been to the factory these past few days, so he has no one to bully and wants to drag me back for his amusement?

The sight of the call filled Jiang Yiming with disgust.

After all, Fatty Hu was the reason he was holed up at home recovering: he had deliberately caused Jiang Yiming to sprain his arm. What was even more infuriating was that Fatty Hu still hadn't said a word of apology.

"Hello. What is it?" Jiang Yiming swiped to answer.

"Not bad, kid! You can even beat a leopard to death with your bare hands now? So why the hell haven't you come back to work yet?!"

"Don't even think about denying it. The picture in the news only showed your back, but I recognized you at a glance!"

Fatty Hu had always used that tone, relying on the fact that his father was the factory director.

Jiang Yiming had been used to it before, but now he found it unbearable!

"Watch your tone!" His icy voice caught Fatty Hu off guard.

After quite a while, Fatty Hu finally spoke in a mocking tone. "Oh, look at you, all grown up. Don't want the wages we're holding back anymore?"

"I worked hard for those wages. Why wouldn't I want them? I'll be over to collect them shortly!"

As soon as Jiang Yiming finished speaking, he hung up.

He couldn't be bothered wasting words on Fatty Hu, but he still had to make a trip to the factory.

It wasn't for that little bit of wages. The main reason was that the Dragon Scale Cup was still in his locker at the factory.

His grandmother had said that Jiang Yiming's parents had left him the Dragon Scale Cup. As long as he regularly drank water from it, he would find out where his parents were one day.

Jiang Yiming had always been skeptical of that claim.

But he had never seen his parents in all his life, and he longed to meet them. So, although he didn't believe those claims, he had kept using the Dragon Scale Cup to drink water.

Before, he had taken the cup to and from work every day.

After he was injured at work, he had been sent straight to the hospital without a chance to retrieve it, leaving it in his locker.

After all these years, he had gradually come to understand that the Dragon Scale Cup might simply be a keepsake his parents had left him.

But no matter what, since his parents had left it to him, he had to get it back!

With that thought, he went out and bought a bowl of hot dry noodles, eating as he walked.

As soon as he reached the factory gate, he saw Fatty Hu standing guard there, chatting with the security guard.

The moment Fatty Hu saw Jiang Yiming, he walked over with a smile and pressed both hands against the retractable gate. "Hehe, you're here? Want to come in?"

"Obviously. Why else would I come here?" Jiang Yiming glanced at him.

"If you want to come in, come on in!" Fatty Hu said, but his hands pressed down even harder on the gate.

How was Jiang Yiming supposed to get in if he wouldn't open it?

"Open the gate," Jiang Yiming said to the security guard.

The guard smiled and said two words: "It's broken."

One look was enough to tell the two of them were in cahoots.

Jiang Yiming ignored the guard and turned to glance at Fatty Hu. "What's the meaning of this?"

"Don't look at me. What can I do if the gate's broken? Now, you can either go back and come again once it's fixed, or you can climb over!"

The retractable gate was 1.5 meters high, and its lattice structure made it hard to find a foothold. If he actually climbed over, he would surely make a sorry sight.

Most importantly, Fatty Hu was watching him with ill intent, clearly waiting to pull a dirty trick once he climbed up.

I can't climb it! This retractable gate is a lattice. If he suddenly opens it after I climb up, I'll definitely get caught and hurt! Jiang Yiming pondered. What if I jump over?

No! he rejected the idea himself. The gate is 1.5 meters high. I can't jump that high yet!

I've got it!

As he pondered, an idea suddenly occurred to him, and he backed up a few steps.

"What? Don't want to come in anymore?" Fatty Hu thought he was leaving.

The next moment, Jiang Yiming suddenly broke into a sprint, rapidly closing in on the gate.

"Hey! If you break the gate, you'll have to pay for it!" Fatty Hu was alarmed, thinking he meant to ram it.

When he was just over a meter from the gate, Jiang Yiming pushed off hard with his right foot, raised his left, and leaped into the air, his body spread like the character "大."

This idiot actually wants to jump over, Fatty Hu thought contemptuously, understanding what he was doing.

Sure enough, Jiang Yiming's body had begun to descend before it had even risen to the height of the gate. At this rate, he was bound to crash into the retractable gate.

Fatty Hu smiled.

The next second, something strange happened.

Jiang Yiming, who had already begun to fall, somehow found the strength to rise another twenty centimeters. He actually cleared the retractable gate and landed steadily!

Under Fatty Hu's astonished gaze, Jiang Yiming silently said, Retract!

He instantly retracted a Void Spiderweb.

Just now, as he was falling, he had suddenly fired a Void Spiderweb and used the reverse thrust to successfully jump over.

Only he could see the Void Spiderweb; no one else could, so he didn't have to worry about giving anything away.

Once inside, Jiang Yiming ignored Fatty Hu and headed straight for the changing room.

He had said he was here for his wages, but in fact, he had mainly come for the Dragon Scale Cup in his locker!

"Hey! What's with that attitude? I'm the workshop director, at least. You think you can just walk in without even greeting me?!" Fatty Hu chased after him.

"Workshop director? Hmph. If your father weren't the factory director, you wouldn't amount to shit with your ability!"

With nothing to desire, one could stand firm. Jiang Yiming now dared to say what he hadn't dared say before.

"You piece of shit, you've grown a backbone in the few days since I last saw you!" Fatty Hu furiously blocked his way, his eyes looking as though he wanted to devour him. He was about as tall as Jiang Yiming, but much fatter and looked stronger.

Jiang Yiming ignored him and forced his way forward, his chest colliding with Fatty Hu's arm.

Fatty Hu instantly exerted himself, intending to knock him down with one arm!

But Jiang Yiming's lean body was like an iron plate; he couldn't push him at all! Instead, Fatty Hu himself was nearly knocked off balance by the collision.

What strength!

He was secretly shocked. The poor kid he usually bullied had actually learned to fight back, and he was this strong!

Over the years, Fatty Hu's body had long since been hollowed out by wine and women. Jiang Yiming was just the opposite: he had often done heavy labor in the mountains and had never touched a woman, so he was in excellent physical condition!

In the past, Jiang Yiming had put up with him as much as he could because he was afraid of losing his job. If they really fought, Fatty Hu was no match for him.

Fatty Hu could see that clearly now, too.

So he ran, beating a decisive tactical retreat.

"Kid, you're finished! Just wait till I find someone to do you in!"

Jiang Yiming couldn't be bothered with him and headed straight for the changing room.