If You're Strong, Move Bricks—It Makes Money and Exercises the Body

"Actually, there isn't much to do here. If someone nearby gets hurt and comes in, you just need to provide first aid until the ambulance arrives!" Kurosaki Isshin said with a gloomy expression as he walked Wu Biao through the clinic.

Following behind Wu Biao was Kurosaki Ichigo, who was currently carrying a shoulder bag.

Kurosaki Isshin arrived at the counter, took out a few banknotes, and handed them to Kurosaki Ichigo: "Spend it sparingly; our household expenses are a bit high!" As he spoke, he cast a subtle glance at Wu Biao standing to the side.

"..." Kurosaki Ichigo's mouth twitched slightly. He nodded and said to Wu Biao, "Um... Wu Biao, I'm heading to school now!"

Wu Biao looked at Kurosaki Ichigo with a hint of pity upon hearing this. What a poor kid, still having to go to school. Brother Biao absolutely couldn't stand that kind of lullaby: "Why call me Wu Biao? Just call me Brother Biao; no need to be so formal!"

Brother Biao?

Kurosaki Ichigo looked speechlessly at Wu Biao, who clearly looked about fourteen years old. He had to remember that he himself was already fifteen, turning sixteen soon... Still, the name Wu Biao really did sound awkward.

"Fine!"

"That's the spirit!" Wu Biao patted Kurosaki Ichigo on the shoulder without a hint of distance, then turned to wander around the clinic.

After Kurosaki Ichigo greeted his old man, he turned and left the clinic to head to school.

Once his son had left, Kurosaki Isshin watched Wu Biao touching and looking at everything in the clinic. He couldn't help but sigh again, and after hesitating for a long while, he asked, "So, Wu Biao..."

That name really was a mouthful.

Kurosaki Isshin couldn't help but grumble to himself.

On the other side, Wu Biao felt exactly the same way. He also thought the names of the people here were quite a mouthful, and having a four-character name was just too much trouble to say.

"What is it, Boss?"

Boss?

I'm running a legitimate clinic, you know!

Kurosaki Isshin sighed helplessly. Too lazy to correct Wu Biao's form of address, he asked directly, "Let's talk about your salary. How much do you think is appropriate for a month?"

Although he said that, Kurosaki Isshin had already decided that if this kid dared to ask for an exorbitant amount, no matter what his son said, he would absolutely not hire this bottomless pit!

"Salary?" Wu Biao blinked: "Didn't you already give it to me?"

"Huh?" Kurosaki Isshin was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at Wu Biao, not understanding what he meant!

Wu Biao didn't waste any words and said matter-of-factly: "I'm just helping out. You provide my food and lodging, why would you need to pay me money?"

Kurosaki Isshin was completely taken aback. He gave Wu Biao a strange look for a long time before asking, "You mean... you don't want a salary?"

"What would I need a salary for? I have food and a place to stay, why would I need money?" Wu Biao looked at Kurosaki Isshin as if he were an idiot.

"..."

He's so open-minded...

Kurosaki Isshin's mouth twitched slightly. For the first time, he felt that the person his son had brought home, aside from being a glutton and a bit of a dimwit, was actually quite decent.

"Forget it!" Kurosaki Isshin shook his head and looked at Wu Biao: "How about this, if you want to buy clothes in the future, just come to me for money!"

"Mm!" Wu Biao replied casually, but his gaze was locked onto a pack of cigarettes on the counter. He pointed at it and said, "Boss, give me this pack of cigarettes. I haven't smoked in a long time!"

"You smoke?" Kurosaki Isshin frowned. He knew that minors were prohibited from smoking.

Wu Biao, however, didn't know that in everyone else's eyes, he had transformed from a 25-year-old adult into a 14-year-old brat. He said with an air of certainty, "I've been smoking for nearly ten years."

"..." Kurosaki Isshin.

Ten years? Are you kidding me? How old are you?

He shook his head, too lazy to deal with this brat who didn't know any better: "Do whatever you want. I'm going back inside. You watch the clinic, and if someone comes, go to the back and call me!"

"Oh!"

Kurosaki Isshin turned and walked toward the small door at the back of the clinic. The Kurosaki Clinic and the Kurosaki home were connected, and that small door led directly into the house.

Wu Biao sat down on the chair behind the counter and lit a cigarette, taking a blissful puff.

"Brother Biao finally has a place to stay, but what am I supposed to do now?" Wu Biao muttered to himself, bored. He looked left and right and realized the clinic didn't even have a television.

"I can't even find a fight; I feel like my body is going to rust. Should I go out tonight and find some thugs to brawl with? That kid Ichigo seems like he can fight too. When he gets out of school, I'll ask him if he wants to go cause some trouble together."

In his original world, aside from moving bricks at construction sites, Wu Biao spent most of his time looking for thugs and punks, then finding any excuse to get into a fight.

But now, in a completely different environment, Wu Biao felt a sense of unease. Then again, this was Brother Biao; anyone else would have been more than just uneasy.

Sometimes, Brother Biao's ability to adapt to any situation was truly admirable.

"I wonder if there are any experts in this world. That guy I met at the underground boxing ring last time was pretty good. Even though he couldn't take a hit, it did hurt a bit when he landed one. Too bad I won't see him again!"

In the end, the bored Wu Biao started training right there in the clinic.

He did sets of push-ups and squats one after another.

When Kurosaki Isshin came to call him for lunch at noon and saw the scene in the clinic, a look of shock immediately appeared in his eyes.

Wu Biao was actually carrying a piece of medical equipment while doing squats, counting as he went: "10,023, 10,024, 10,025..."

Others might not know, but Kurosaki Isshin was very aware that the medical equipment Wu Biao was carrying on his shoulders weighed a full... one ton!!!

Is this really a human?

Watching Wu Biao, drenched in sweat, his muscles rippling with every squat, Kurosaki Isshin couldn't help but feel terrified. Aside from a few special individuals, he had truly never seen a human possess such terrifying strength.

Wu Biao was, without a doubt, just an ordinary human being. He didn't belong to any special group; he was a completely average person. But this strength... wasn't it a bit absurdly high?

Never mind anyone else, even Wu Biao himself felt a bit suspicious at this moment. If he remembered correctly, back when he did squats while carrying a one-ton object, he could barely manage five thousand reps.

Yet now, he had done over ten thousand. Although he felt incredibly exhausted, he hadn't reached that sense of hitting his limit.

Has my strength increased again?

As for why he said "again," it was entirely because Wu Biao had a very special constitution—one could even call it a natural-born divine strength. Since he was a child, his power had been far greater than that of his peers.

Coupled with his love for fighting, he had always persisted in training, which pushed his strength to a level that was fundamentally impossible for a human body to reach. One could even say that from childhood to adulthood, Wu Biao had never used his full strength against anyone.

Because he was afraid that if he wasn't careful, he would beat someone to death!

Although Wu Biao acted like an idiot sometimes, he understood his own physical condition well enough, even if he never bothered to think about what exactly was going on with his body.

Kurosaki Isshin watched from the side for a while, but still couldn't find anything different about Wu Biao compared to an ordinary human, other than his strength. He shook his head and said, "Wu Biao, stop training. Get ready for lunch!"

"Oh, oh, coming!" Wu Biao replied, steadily placing the medical equipment down on the ground.

Kurosaki Isshin nodded in satisfaction at the sight, his earlier worry that Wu Biao might break the medical equipment dissipating. However... once they reached the dining table, Kurosaki Isshin once again felt that this guy really didn't seem like an ordinary human.

Just look at this appetite... an average human would have long since burst from overeating!