"So when you said you were going to give me a good time, this is where you brought me!?"
Looking at the shabby little storefront before him, the corner of Fang Qingyu's mouth twitched.
Clear Pool Club
The name sounded nice, at least.
Qi Hao said nothing. He merely smiled and motioned for Fang Qingyu to follow him inside.
Only after entering did Fang Qingyu discover that the place was much larger inside than it appeared.
The antique decor gave off a peaceful, reassuring feeling.
"Chenfeng Martial Hall, two Basic Medicated Massage Packages."
Qi Hao walked up to the front desk and spoke with practiced ease.
"All right. This way, please."
The receptionist led them into a room and then left.
Qi Hao immediately urged Fang Qingyu to take off his clothes.
"An SPA?"
After the two changed into the shorts provided, Fang Qingyu followed him onto the bed beside him and asked in a muffled voice.
"No. You'll know in a moment."
Qi Hao was still keeping it mysterious.
Soon, two middle-aged men walked in, each carrying a meal box.
Fang Qingyu took one suspiciously and opened it.
The lighting was so dim that he couldn't make out what the ingredients inside were.
"Eat up, Qingzi. We can start once you're done."
Qi Hao spoke from beside him, then began wolfing down his food.
Seeing that, Fang Qingyu followed suit and finished his in two or three bites.
The portion wasn't large, but it tasted good.
After eating, he lay down on his stomach.
Then, under the dim lights, the two masters began massaging them.
At the first touch, Fang Qingyu realized that the middle-aged man was pressing exactly where he felt sore after training that day.
Less than two minutes later, a warm current rose in his stomach and slowly spread toward the areas being massaged.
A look of surprise appeared in Fang Qingyu's eyes, and he understood why Qi Hao had brought him here.
It really did feel incredible.
It was like lubricating a tractor that had become unbearably stiff.
Until an hour later.
The massage ended.
Fang Qingyu stood up and moved his body around, his eyes filled with surprise.
He couldn't say it didn't hurt at all, but it was far better than before.
"How was it? Felt great, right!?"
Qi Hao cheerfully punched Fang Qingyu's shoulder.
"Great!"
Fang Qingyu nodded.
If he could come here after every martial arts session, it would definitely speed up his training progress.
"How much is one package?"
Thus, after getting dressed, Fang Qingyu asked.
"Uh..."
The two walked to the entrance, and Qi Hao suddenly hesitated.
"Ten thousand."
"?"
"How much?"
Fang Qingyu froze when he heard him.
"Ten thousand."
"I came here with the Elite Disciples before, too. The packages they get are even more expensive."
Qi Hao scratched his head.
"This one's on me. You know my family's situation. This amount of money is nothing."
When he saw Fang Qingyu take out his phone, Qi Hao hurried over and grabbed his hand.
"I know."
Fang Qingyu helplessly pulled his hand away and opened Feixin.
Balance: 2,921.
"Then why are you opening your wallet?"
"If I don't check my balance, how am I supposed to find the motivation to make money!?"
Fang Qingyu replied irritably. After saying that, he waved and turned to leave.
"I'm off."
Qi Hao watched Fang Qingyu board the bus, then scratched his head and muttered to himself.
"If only I had Qingzi's talent."
As soon as the bus arrived at its stop.
Fang Qingyu rushed straight to the Second-hand Electric Vehicle Market.
He was still too poor.
A single medicated massage cost ten thousand, nearly destroying Fang Qingyu's worldview.
The most expensive one he had heard of before had only cost three or four thousand.
And that had only been for one hour.
Still, there was no denying that the effect was excellent.
With this massage as an aid, his martial arts progress would absolutely be maximized.
Take a very simple example.
On the first day, his body felt fine, so Fang Qingyu could complete the full routine.
On the second day, his body felt uncomfortable, so he could only complete half the routine.
The difference was obvious.
Thus, Fang Qingyu immediately launched the Delivery Driver plan he had devised earlier.
First, it could unlock a new profession.
Second, it would let him make money whenever he wanted.
There were still many functions of the Genealogy Chart that he hadn't figured out.
For example, Attribute Points and Skill Points had never appeared.
Now that he had been given this opportunity, he had to seize it properly!
He spent 800 to buy a second-hand Electric Scooter, then another 500 on a brand-new battery.
Delivery Driver Fang Qingyu, launch!
He glanced at the time.
Two in the afternoon.
He could still deliver food for several hours.
Just like with Martial Arts Apprentice, the Delivery Driver Job Panel quietly appeared on the Genealogy Chart after Fang Qingyu completed his first delivery.
The difficulty of unlocking Delivery Driver was much lower than that of Martial Arts Apprentice.
Each completed delivery increased his progress by one point.
However, after Instructor Qin's personal guidance later on, Martial Arts Apprentice's progress had also reached 27 percent.
It would be unlocked in just a few days.
Everything was moving in the best possible direction.
Even though the sky began raining again.
Fang Qingyu only grew more energetic as he continued making deliveries.
By eight that evening.
Fang Qingyu had completed fifty-seven orders.
He earned 171.
For someone delivering food for the first time, completing that many orders in seven hours was already quite impressive.
After finding a convenience store and buying some bread, Fang Qingyu hurried to the bar.
"Oh, Qingzi, you bought a vehicle?"
Fang Qingyu took the walkie-talkie and smiled. "I bought it for delivering food."
"Oh."
The person in charge of the handoff nodded thoughtfully.
"Abaci, abaci, abaci~"
Lights and music interwove as the night's revelry began once more.
Tonight's shift was fairly normal.
Aside from enjoying the ever-increasing experience, Fang Qingyu also found himself highly entertained by the people in the nightclub.
There was actually nothing wrong with coming to a nightclub.
But seeing their professions made him unable to stop laughing.
For example, a musician had his arm around a woman, dancing awkwardly as if he wished he could merge into her body.
Or a waiter in a suit sat in a booth with women on both sides, looking exactly like a rich tycoon.
It was simply absurd.
Every kind of ugly spectacle was exposed under the dim lights.
"Thanks for your hard work."
In the blink of an eye, it was time to clock out.
After handing things over to the staff, Fang Qingyu walked out through the back door.
From today onward, he would never need to scan a Little Yellow Bike to get home again.
Being someone with a vehicle really did feel good.
Although the rain was somewhat heavy and his open-top vehicle suffered for it.
It was still better than having no vehicle.
Neon lights blurred into hazy patches of color in the rain. The Electric Scooter splashed tiny silver beads into the air as it rolled through puddles.
Fang Qingyu turned into the crisscrossing narrow alleys of the urban village, hoping to take a shortcut. The headlight startled a stray cat curled up on a trash can.
The handlebars suddenly trembled slightly.
He instinctively turned his head toward the alley entrance on the right.
Several figures passed in front of a rusted rolling shutter. Rain slashed diagonally through the fading glow of a neon sign, and he vaguely glimpsed dark lettering flashing above the head of a hunched figure.
It looked like ███ that had been splashed with tar.
But when Fang Qingyu slammed on the brakes and whipped his head around, all he saw was half of a waterlogged recruitment poster drifting through the empty, rainy alley.
"Did I see that wrong?"
Fang Qingyu frowned and muttered.
After waiting for a full minute without seeing any movement, he started the vehicle again and continued home.
Fengning Residential Complex.
It was located in an undeveloped area of Qingjian City.
Most of the residents were people like Fang Qingyu, who had entered society too early, or migrant workers from elsewhere.
After returning home, Fang Qingyu didn't rush to shower.
Instead, he opened the Job Chart and continued exercising.
Ever since the Fitness Enthusiast profession had been unlocked, bodyweight training had become a daily necessity for Fang Qingyu.
His focus was on perseverance.
An hour later, Fang Qingyu walked out of the bathroom, toweling his hair dry.
He opened the chart and looked at what he had gained just now.
Profession: Fitness Enthusiast Lv.1 (44/100)
Professional Basic Skill 1: Push-ups Lv.1 (58/100)
Professional Basic Skill 2: Pull-ups Lv.1 (61/100)
Professional Basic Skill 3: Squats Lv.1 (59/100)
The experience for all his skills had passed the halfway mark, while his professional experience was also close to halfway.
The Fitness Enthusiast profession was actually progressing the fastest of all his current professions.
He then turned to the initial page.
Name: Fang Qingyu
Age: 18
Strength: 7.7→7.8
Physique: 7.8→7.9
Both his Strength and Physique had increased by 0.1!
Fitness could naturally Strengthen Body and Health, but the progress tracking of the Genealogy Chart gave people even more motivation to persevere.
Fang Qingyu lay on the bed and began resting with his eyes closed.
This was only the beginning.
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