Chance Encounter with Nie Li

The City of Brilliance is situated on a vast plain within a canyon of the Sacred Ancestor Mountain Range, covering an area equivalent to a large city.

With a population of hundreds of thousands, if each person produces 1kg of garbage daily, the entire city generates hundreds of tons of waste each day.

If not cleaned regularly, the streets and alleys of the City of Brilliance would soon be piled high with garbage, reeking of stench.

Therefore, a garbage disposal facility is indispensable.

However, although the wages for garbage collectors are high, their social status is extremely low.

People's disgust towards them even surpasses that for beggars, as no one likes dealing with foul-smelling excrement.

Before enrolling in the academy, Xian Wu worked at a garbage disposal site.

However, he was not responsible for handling excrement, only for processing construction waste, discarded lumber, and the like.

Discarded lumber could be cut into firewood and sold to residents who needed it for heating.

The climate in the Sacred Ancestor Mountain Range is extremely harsh, with a particularly long and cold winter.

Even though it is now early summer, the ice and snow have not yet melted, and the cold wind is still bone-chilling.

Thus, the demand for firewood among residents is very high.

Using the Demon Left Hand to cut discarded lumber is faster than a chainsaw, and certainly not comparable to axes and saws.

"Xian Wu, Zhang Ming, there's still some time before noon. How about we take a walk around the academy?" Zhu Jun Xiang suddenly suggested.

The beds were made, and the floor was cleaned. The three of them were idle and could only sit on the bed, staring at each other.

"Let's go. I'm bored anyway," Zhang Ming jumped off the bed.

He looked down on Xian Wu, this scoundrel of questionable character, and if he had the chance, he would definitely embarrass him.

Zhu Jun Xiang looked at Xian Wu and asked, "Xian Wu, what about you?"

"Not going!" Xian Wu replied curtly. His backside was still exposed; why would he go? To make a fool of himself?

Zhang Ming seized the opportunity to taunt, "Ignore this ungrateful good-for-nothing. Let's go, Old Zhu."

Xian Wu never paid attention to the farting of flies.

After the two left, he locked the door, took off his shoes, and hopped around, taking off his damaged pants to see if they could be repaired.

"Sigh~ The waistband is half broken. I can't even alter it into shorts," Xian Wu sighed.

He walked to the window and used the Demon Left Hand to decompose the damaged pants into carbon atoms, hydrogen atoms, and oxygen atoms. Xian Wu clapped his hands.

Clap, clap, clap...

Actually, Xian Wu felt his ability was quite... limited.

Although instantly decomposing everything gave him invincible attack power, he had to touch the target first.

It was fine against martial artists, but useless against Spirit Masters who could use "spells."

He'd be burned to death or impaled by ice shards before he could even get close.

Moreover, when he decomposed things, he broke them down to the atomic level, which was no different from complete destruction.

It would be great if the decomposition wasn't so thorough.

For example, instead of turning broken pants into charcoal dust, it would be better if they decomposed into hemp threads, which could be reused.

Perhaps when his Soul Force increased, he could control the degree of decomposition.

1 point of Soul Force was too little, as good as none.

Xian Wu stared at his Demon Left Hand, feeling it might be a curse rather than a blessing.

He reached into the inner pocket of his cloak with his Right Hand, counted his Demon Spirit Coins, and found he had just enough to buy a pair of pants.

Outside the academy gate was a bustling commercial street that sold everything, regardless of price. There should be shops selling pants there.

Hidden by his cloak, even though he was only wearing red underwear, no one knew he was naked.

"Hey, Brother Wu, wait up."

As he hurried through the Xuan character dormitory area, Xian Wu was called out.

He originally didn't want to bother, but the other person stuck to him like snot.

Xian Wu found it inexplicable. He had only met Lu Piao once and wasn't familiar with him at all. Why was this kid clinging to him?

"I have something to do!" Xian Wu quickened his pace.

Lu Piao jogged to catch up, shamelessly asking, "What is it? Can I help?"

"I'm going to Academy Street to take care of some business," Xian Wu didn't say it directly.

"Isn't this a coincidence! My roommate and I are also going to Academy Street. Don't walk so fast, let's go together!"

Hearing Lu Piao's words, Xian Wu finally noticed another person following him.

Orange hair, tied in a Pigtail, looking... well... stupid.

"This is my roommate, Nie Li," Lu Piao said with a grin, slinging an arm around Nie Li's neck.

"H-hello, Brother Wu..." Nie Li seemed a little shy, and a little admiring.

What are you worshipping, damn it? I didn't mean to take off my pants in front of that little girl!

No, Xian Wu narrowed his eyes, feeling that Lu Piao and Nie Li's relationship was unusual. Could Lu Piao have done something to Nie Li?

One had to know that the Xuan dormitory area was all double rooms.

"Hello." Xian Wu replied politely, even if they had done something, it had nothing to do with him.

"Let's go quickly, I'm in a hurry."

He didn't want to interact too much with others.

If his "Demon Left Hand" was discovered, he would definitely be locked up and dissected for research.

There was no human rights in feudal society, and what's more, he was an orphan with no parents, so there would be no scruples in persecuting him.

"Brother Wu, why are you wearing a cloak?"

"Cold."

"Brother Wu, why are there so many patches on your cloak?"

"Poor."

"Brother Wu, why did you take off your pants in front of Xiao Ning'er? Is it to satisfy your perverted psychology?"

"Scram."

All the way, Nie Li's little mouth kept chattering, and Xian Wu felt his brain was about to boil.

He really wanted to use his left hand to strangle him.

Exiting the imposing school gate, the three arrived at Academy Street.

It was the start of the school year, and the hawkers' cries were incessant.

"Wind Snow Gauntlet, Bronze quality, fifty thousand Demon Spirit Coins each."

"Ice--sugar--hulu!"

"Newly arrived golden puppies, one hundred Demon Spirit Coins each, come and see even if you don't buy!"

"Alchemist Guild's newly refined Soul Gathering Pill, two hundred Demon Spirit Coins each, ten in total, first come, first served, while supplies last."

"Teacher Bobo's latest work The Spoiled Little Vixen is on sale, come and buy it quickly!"

"Wow, it's so lively~" Lu Piao exclaimed, hands clasped behind his head.

Pulling his gaze away from the bookstall, Xian Wu coughed dryly and continued to look around, searching for the tailor shop.

He hadn't been to the Academy Street area before and wasn't very familiar with it.

Nie Li glanced at the candied hawthorn skewers, then quickly turned his head back, swallowing hard.

Although the Sky Mark Family was an aristocratic clan, it was one of the more declining ones.

His monthly allowance was only 50 Demon Spirit Coins, so naturally, he couldn't buy whatever he wanted.

Moreover, he wanted to save this money to buy delicious food for Sister Xiao Yu when he had vacation.

"Here, eat up, Nie Li, my treat!" Somehow, Lu Piao had acquired three candied hawthorn skewers.

"Brother Wu, this one's for you!"