Intermediate Electricity Control

After entering the basement, Yang Bo frowned slightly. The basement looked like a training room, with punching bags, wooden dummies like those used for martial arts practice on Earth, some fitness equipment, and several melee weapons.

Phew! Yang Bo whistled first. What had happened last time still frightened him somewhat. If he had failed to notice that strange fish, it probably would have taken his life in a single bite.

The whistle revealed no abnormalities through the sound waves, so he took out a garbage bag and began cleaning up. Everything here had to be dismantled and tossed into the bag.

The most conspicuous items were several futons. He had no idea what kind of fur they were made from, but judging by how beautiful the pelts were, they clearly did not come from ordinary animals. The wooden training equipment was also dense and heavy, probably not made from ordinary wood either.

Yang Bo did not know how this garbage would ultimately be disposed of, but since the company dared to take the job, it surely had its own channels.

The reason they had residents do this sort of work was, on one hand, because residents could not identify every protected animal pelt or protected plant. On the other hand, even if residents went out and talked about it, they would have no evidence.

Evolved judges with chips, however, could use certain instruments to verify the fluctuations of a chip and determine whether someone was lying.

All the melee weapons were smashed into lengths that could fit inside the garbage bags. Spears, axes, two-handed greatswords, and the like all appeared to be made of rather ordinary materials.

Then came the carpet on the floor. It was clearly no ordinary item either, so he cut it up.

He smashed apart the wooden training racks and bagged them.

The futons made from unidentified pelts were also tossed into the garbage bags.

After cleaning everything up, he found nothing of value. There had probably once been things on the walls, but they had been taken away. Perhaps they had been ancient martial arts cultivation methods or something similar. The displayed items were gone as well.

Once the cleanup was done, he still had to transport the trash to the designated location. Looking at the now-empty basement, Yang Bo considered the task complete.

Yang Bo had no idea what place this basement belonged to, because when he arrived, he had already gotten out of the vehicle in the underground garage. It was the same when he left; he departed through the underground garage.

Back at the company, Liu Zhijie rubbed his head and asked Yang Bo, "How did your first solo assignment feel?"

"No problem." Yang Bo found Liu Zhijie's sparse hair rather strange. There were plenty of gene serums to treat that. Also, the boss was called Liu Zhijie while the company was called Anzhijie Company. He had no idea whether there was any connection.

"Is there anything else?" Liu Zhijie asked when he saw that Yang Bo had no intention of leaving.

"Boss, what are the requirements for E-Rank Training after joining the company? What about higher-level training?" Yang Bo still felt that grinding training was the safer option.

"You need points. One E-Rank simulated training session costs three thousand points, while a D-Rank session costs ten thousand. The higher levels cost even more. Based on your current rank, the highest you can challenge across ranks is D-Rank Training. Of course, if your personal ability reaches the corresponding level, the company will provide free onboarding training," Liu Zhijie answered.

Yang Bo asked again, "Thank you, Boss. I think I can take on higher-value assignments."

"Keep an eye on the mission platform. It updates every morning at eight. The high-value jobs on the platform are highly sought after." Liu Zhijie now treated Yang Bo like an ordinary employee.

"Understood." Yang Bo understood, but taking assignments to grind skills had too low a chance of success. After all, his current rank was the lowest.

Yang Bo left the company. Honestly, the pay was quite high, and the workload was not particularly intense. But that made sense. In a technologically advanced civilized world like this, if they squeezed workers too hard, the workers simply would not work. At worst, they could go home and live like pigs.

After returning home, Yang Bo first checked the local news. Before long, one news report caught his attention.

A C-Rank Citizen had suffered an accident somewhere, and there were photos from the scene. Looking at the person lying in front of the bus, Yang Bo's pupils contracted.

Isn't this the person I suspected of following me a month ago? Yang Bo looked at the man. Wasn't he the one who had seemed to be following him when he went to the company last month?

Yang Bo looked again at the man's clothing, and he nearly broke into a cold sweat. The man had been behind him that morning, but he had worn sunglasses and a hooded sweatshirt, so Yang Bo had not recognized him.

Damn it, who was it? Yang Bo felt deeply stifled. Who was the other party? They had been watching him since last month, and now they had come again.

A C-Rank Citizen—someone like that was an elite.

Yang Bo then searched for information on biochips. According to the chip companies, biochips were extremely safe and could merge with brain tissue.

Damn it, how did he die? Did I really electrocute him myself? Yang Bo cursed inwardly. The entire matter felt as though it were shrouded in fog.

Yang Bo then took out his virtual helmet and checked it. A simulated training session now cost him three thousand points. If he selected the environment and poisonous creatures himself, it cost an additional thousand points per session.

Yang Bo checked his points. He had more than twenty thousand. The guaranteed base salary at An Zhi Jie was fifteen thousand Credit Points. With the daily missions added in, earning thirty to fifty thousand a month was practically guaranteed. Solo missions generally paid at least one thousand, and the workday was six hours. Any extra time was paid at 150 Credit Points per hour. They worked five days a week, and weekend overtime paid double.

The benefits were so good that Yang Bo felt he would be letting himself down if he did not work there. But compared with those who never had to worry about food or drink, it did not seem all that amazing.

If he bought groceries himself, they were very expensive. Vegetables and meat alike cost a lot. When Yang Bo cooked for himself, he spent at least over a hundred a day. Fortunately, he did not have to pay property management fees, water fees, or electricity fees.

The salary seemed decent when calculated that way, but if he truly owned a house, he would have to consider the annual property management fee equal to 10% of the home's value, garbage disposal fees, and taxes. In other words, if Yang Bo bought a house worth one million now, he would need to pay one hundred thousand a year in various taxes and fees, not counting his other expenses.

Shopping was also like in the United States on Earth, with all kinds of taxes. Prices did not include tax, and tax was added when you bought something.

"Time to grind." Yang Bo looked at his points. He could run several E-Rank simulated training sessions, so he decisively got started.

He also selected electric eels himself. Four thousand points vanished for each simulation, but to Yang Bo, points were nothing. Strength was what mattered most.

Five hours later, Yang Bo lay in his bathtub. This bathtub was nowhere near as comfortable as the government-provided one. That one filled itself and automatically maintained the temperature, while this one required him to adjust the temperature and fill it himself.

Yang Bo extended his palm, and streaks of blue electrical energy slowly appeared within it. Electrical energy was colorless and invisible; it appeared blue only because of the phenomenon created when it came into contact with the air.

Is this the ability brought by Intermediate Electricity Control? Once it reaches the intermediate level, it can leave the body. Yang Bo felt the scorching water in the bathtub, his heart filled with excitement.

After two simulated assessments just now, his Electrical Energy Control had reached Intermediate level (11/100). After half an hour, Yang Bo had initially mastered the release of electrical energy.

I just wonder how powerful this electrical energy is. Anzhijie Company seems extremely capable. They actually dare to use real electric eels for their employees to practice on. But that works out well. It is good to have a big tree for shade. With a thought from Yang Bo, the electricity in his palm slowly returned to his body.

I wonder whether the electricity inside my body is the same as ordinary electricity. If it is, can I charge myself? Yang Bo abruptly sat up.