New Professionals!!

The newcomer was very young.

He was about the same age as Fang Qingyu, at most in his twenties.

But the professional title above his head was red: Whisperer.

Fang Qingyu had just seen the red title and was about to look away.

The other person happened to look over as well.

Their eyes met for a full second before the other person gave a slight nod and walked away.

Fang Qingyu, meanwhile, stood frozen in place

until a staff member reminded him to leave.

"What a strange feeling."

Fang Qingyu frowned slightly and muttered inwardly.

At first glance, there was actually nothing unusual about the other person's eyes—black pupils and white sclera.

But at the moment their eyes met,

Fang Qingyu felt as if he had heard thousands upon thousands of whispers.

Buddhist chants, sutras being recited, vendors shouting at a market, women acting coy—everything imaginable.

But it lasted only an instant.

"This Whisperer..."

"What kind of profession is that, exactly?"

This was the second time he had seen a title written in red.

The first had been Martial Artist.

Qi Hao had told him before that the Martial Artist—Coach Lin—could kick a 200-jin heavy bag flying seven or eight meters away.

That was already the limit of human ability as far as Fang Qingyu understood it.

But the Whisperer who had appeared today—

even if he did not possess the same overwhelming strength as a Martial Artist, he was definitely no simple character.

Moreover, that person was exceptionally young.

That made Fang Qingyu take him even more seriously.

There really is always someone better, and there is always a higher sky.

He could not become complacent over his own minor achievements.

When he reached the room,

Fang Qingyu took the opportunity to ask a staff member about it.

But she did not know either.

He could only let the matter drop.

An hour later, the package ended.

Fang Qingyu felt refreshed from head to toe. Although he had not experienced the explosive increase in physical fitness that came from spending Attribute Points, when it came to relieving bodily fatigue,

the club was still more authoritative.

No wonder so many people liked coming to clubs.

He glanced at the time.

Three thirty in the afternoon.

Time to work.

Fang Qingyu quickly switched into the role of Delivery Driver.

The nights had been rather unsettled lately, so many people chose to make deliveries during the day.

High-paying orders and easy-to-deliver communities had to be snatched up.

Fang Qingyu looked helplessly at his lagging phone.

He had only managed to grab a little over thirty orders all afternoon.

Fortunately, the Delivery Driver's progress was not too slow.

Profession: Delivery Driver Lv.1 (70/100)

Basic Profession Skill: E-Bike Piloting Lv.2 (56/200)

After adding together yesterday's and today's work, he had built the progress up to seventy percent.

It was just that the E-Bike Piloting skill had exceeded his expectations.

He had originally thought it would be like the Fitness Enthusiast's skill, with Level 2 as its limit.

But it was still steadily climbing toward Level 3.

Is this trying to turn me into an e-bike god?

Regardless, skill upgrades were always a good thing. When a profession could no longer be upgraded, it meant he had to change professions.

After returning home and changing clothes, Fang Qingyu headed to Tongyuan Combat Gym.

Today was his first official day on the job.

He could continue grinding experience in the Security Guard profession.

"Qingzi, you're here. Have you eaten?"

When Fang Qingyu arrived backstage at the Combat Gym, Lu Chen greeted him warmly without putting on any airs.

"I've eaten, Brother Chen."

Since others welcomed him with smiles, Fang Qingyu naturally could not wear a sour expression.

"Good. You'll be responsible for Area A1 today."

"Okay."

Fang Qingyu nodded and walked through the staff passage into the arena.

He had arrived relatively early today.

The spectators were still entering one after another.

Seven sharp.

The bell hanging from the ceiling was slowly struck.

This time, aside from occasionally watching the fights onstage, Fang Qingyu kept most of his attention on his surroundings.

Combat experience came from fighting, not watching.

Even if he stared until flowers bloomed, it would not help his actual combat skills much.

Grinding experience was still more important.

Your "Security Guard" profession experience +1

Your basic profession skill "Alertness" experience +1

Time slipped quietly by.

Seventeen fights took place over the course of the night.

Some people left with their pockets full.

Others had to fight with people over a spot beneath an overpass.

Fang Qingyu discovered a pattern: most disturbances were at their worst right after a fight ended.

Yesterday had been the same.

But he had not been close enough to the gamblers then, so he had not understood the madness in their minds.

Fortunately, nothing happened in Fang Qingyu's assigned area tonight either.

At most, someone would stand up and curse furiously, disturbing the others.

As long as he let the person curse a few times to vent their emotions, then asked them to sit down, they would generally comply.

The real surprise was the Security Guard panel.

Profession: Security Guard Lv.1 (79/100)

Basic Profession Skill: Alertness Lv.2 (42/200)

His profession experience had soared by more than ten points in a single night.

That was equivalent to his first three nights at the bar.

And his working hours were shorter here.

It seems the growth of work experience depends not only on the work itself. The venue and the pay may also play a part.

There were too few examples at present.

Fang Qingyu could only make a guess; he could not be certain.

He would have to do more kinds of work before he could draw a conclusion.

After handing over to Lu Chen and clocking out,

Fang Qingyu rode his electric scooter home.

His current savings were only enough for one more trip to the club.

He had to grind Attribute Points as soon as possible.

Otherwise, his martial arts training would stagnate.

The Dragon Flag was not technically a bodyweight exercise.

It required an inclined sit-up bench.

Fang Qingyu did not have one, so he turned a table over, leaving its four legs pointing skyward. He then gripped the two table legs near his head with both hands, bent his elbows, and locked them in place.

He raised his legs to begin, tightened his core, and lifted both legs together until they were perpendicular to the floor, raising his hips off the support.

Finally, he controlled his lower body and lowered it slowly until his body formed an inclined straight line from his shoulders to his ankles, at roughly a forty-five-degree angle to the floor.

It did not look difficult at all.

Only after doing it did one realize how many muscles the movement tested.

Fang Qingyu stared at the ceiling and deliberately focused on the pain his body was experiencing.

Aching and exhaustion.

Every part of him was protesting.

But in the end, his will still overcame his flesh.

"Whew."

He slowly lowered his legs, relaxed all his muscles, and exhaled gradually.

Every time he overcame pain,

his body would reap a harvest.

Basic Profession Skill 4: Dragon Flag Lv.1 (51/100)

And only an hour had passed.

He stood up and moved his body around.

He could continue.

But he needed to switch exercises next.

The Dragon Flag mainly trained the rectus abdominis, obliques, lower back, and glutes.

After an hour of high-intensity training,

the muscles in these areas were already painfully sore. Stimulating them further at this point might have the opposite effect.

That was precisely why fitness training required regularly switching muscle groups.

Next came the Handstand Push-up.

He had to bend and extend his arms while upside down.

He balanced upside down with his hands shoulder-width apart, using his arm strength to push his suspended body up and down.

This time, Fang Qingyu kept his eyes fixed on the floor.

Sweat blurred his vision and dripped constantly.

The muscles in his arms, shoulders, and abdomen protested at the same time.

But the more they protested, the more excited Fang Qingyu became!

That meant his muscles were continuously tearing and rebuilding.

"Ring ring ring~"

Only when the alarm sounded

did Fang Qingyu slowly lower his body and look at the Job Panel.

Profession: Fitness Enthusiast Lv.2 (61/200)

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Basic Profession Skill 4: Dragon Flag Lv.1 (51/100)

Basic Profession Skill 5: Handstand Push-up Lv.1 (53/100)