Moving House

That day, Luo Feng was overjoyed. His hard work had finally paid off. He thought of his parents, who had worked so hard, and his younger brother, who was disabled and could only sit in a wheelchair, barely getting to bask in the sun a few times a year.

At last, they could leave this tiny, 36-square-meter room. Thinking of that, Luo Feng's eyes filled with tears.

The four members of Luo Feng's family happily shared their last dinner in the 36-square-meter room.

"Dad, Mom, I'm home," Sett said as he opened the door.

"We were just waiting for you to eat. What have you been up to every day, coming home so late?" Xia Hai said.

"What else? Training, of course. I've got to improve my strength. It'd be bad if the monsters ate me during the field test," Sett replied.

"You brat, what are you saying? If a monster tries to eat you, I'll grab a kitchen knife and chop it up!" Jin Wenying heard him from the kitchen and rushed out, kitchen knife in hand.

"Sure. You can barely kill a chicken with a knife, and now you're going to chop up a monster? You'd be giving it a warm welcome," Xia Hai said.

"All right, stop arguing. I really have something to tell you today. I'll share some good news in a bit," Sett said, then went to wash his hands and bring the food to the table.

Once the three of them were seated around the table, Xia Hai couldn't wait to ask, "What's the good news? Hurry up and tell us. I can't stand the suspense."

"Exactly! Come on, tell us. We're family, so quit keeping us in suspense," Jin Wenying urged him.

Sett looked at them and said, "Today, Luo Feng and I were training at the dojo. You know our instructor, Jiang Nian, right? He asked us to test our strength, so we did."

"And then?" Xia Hai asked eagerly.

"Then the results came in. Our strength had improved a lot, and Jiang Nian realized we were geniuses. He wouldn't let us go, and insisted we join the Extreme Martial Arts Hall early.

"In the end, Jiang Nian dragged us to the main district of Jiangnan Base City, to the headquarters of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall in Jiangnan. Some bigwig there took a liking to us. They each gave us twenty million and a villa, all to get us to join the Extreme Martial Arts Hall early. Honestly, these people are something else, practically begging me to take their money."

"What? Twenty million?" Xia Hai hurriedly felt Sett's forehead. "Son, are you running a fever and talking nonsense?"

"What nonsense? Your son's a genius, got it? If the Thunder Dojo found out I was a genius, they'd be willing to offer fifty million, not just twenty!" Sett said boastfully.

"So you're a Martial Artist with the Extreme Martial Arts Hall now?" Jin Wenying asked.

"Of course. You think I'm making this up? Luo Feng and I absorbed cosmic energy for the first time, and our strength doubled. We're genius-level talents. Our instructor, Jiang Nian, said that even in Jiangnan Base City, with its population of two hundred million, only one or two geniuses like us appeared each year. How about that? Your son's amazing, right?" Sett bragged.

"Absolutely amazing. My son's the best," Jin Wenying said.

"I'll say. Sett, you're your dad's pride and joy," Xia Hai added.

"We can move out of here as soon as we have some time in the next few days. This tenement block doesn't even have an elevator—it's such a pain. The Extreme Martial Arts Hall has already arranged everything. We can move into Mingyue Residential Quarter whenever we want, and live in a detached villa," Sett said.

"Son, are you serious? We can really move into Mingyue Residential Quarter?" Mingyue Residential Quarter was quite famous in Yangzhou City. The Martial Artists of the Yangzhou City Extreme Martial Arts Hall all lived there, in detached villas. In this era of Base Cities, there was no need to explain how valuable a detached villa was.

"Of course it's true. So let's enjoy this last dinner here."

"Ah, am I really going to retire so young?" Xia Hai sighed.

"Dad, I heard the villas have 200-inch, 32K ultra-high-definition TVs. They must be great for watching dramas," Sett said as he picked up some food.

"We're moving tomorrow!"

Early the next morning.

"Xia Hai, what are you doing?"

"Moving, of course! My son's a Martial Artist with the Extreme Martial Arts Hall now, so naturally we're moving to Mingyue Residential Quarter. This tenement block isn't good enough for him anymore. Honestly, you wouldn't believe how I tried to tell him I'd lived here for decades and was used to it, but he insisted I move. Don't you think it'll feel strange for three of us to live in such a huge villa?"

"Look at you showing off. All right, remember to treat us to a meal." The neighbor had lived near Xia Hai for decades. He knew Xia Hai liked to brag, but was happy for him all the same, thinking that good people really did get rewarded.

The child they'd found in the park more than ten years ago had grown up to become a Martial Artist and was now moving into a detached villa. It was hard not to envy him, and the neighbors all marveled at Xia Hai's good fortune.

"A meal? Of course! At that five-star hotel over there. But I'm warning you, no gifts! If anyone brings one, I'll fall out with them. Bring everyone in your household," Xia Hai said.

"We'll be there, for sure!"

Soon, with their neighbors watching, the family of three set off for Mingyue Residential Quarter with the belongings they couldn't bear to throw away.

By pure chance, they ran into Luo Feng's family at the entrance to Mingyue Residential Quarter.

"Dad, Mom, that's Luo Feng's family," Sett said.

"Luo Feng, Sett, the moving company can leave everything here. We'll help you carry it in from here," said an acquaintance who had let them through last time, after Luo Feng and Sett got out of the car.

"Just like that, you've both become Martial Artists. Congratulations!"

"Thank you," the two said with a smile.

When Sett had first transmigrated, all he'd wanted was to get close to Luo Feng and become familiar with him. But after spending this time with his family, they'd grown very close, and he'd found something worth striving for.

Neither family had many belongings, mostly things they'd used for a long time and couldn't bear to throw away. Before long, everything had been moved into their respective villas.

"Whew, look at this huge villa. It must be several hundred square meters," Xia Hai said as he looked at the three-story building.

"This villa has three floors above ground and one underground, making a total of 800 square meters," a staff member beside them said.

"That's really spacious," Jin Wenying said with a smile.

"Yeah, I never thought I'd get to live in a huge villa," Xia Hai said with a sigh.

"Sett, go invite Luo Feng. Tell him to bring his family, and we'll all go out for a meal. Look, our houses are right next to each other, and you two are good friends. We should spend more time together," Jin Wenying said, noticing that it was nearly noon.

"Sure, I'll go now." Sett headed for the villa next door.

"Luo Feng! Luo Feng!" Sett called from the doorway.

"What's up?" Luo Feng was still getting settled in the villa. They'd only just moved in, and there was still plenty to unpack.

"It's almost noon. Why don't our families go out for lunch together? That way, we can get to know each other. We're neighbors now," Sett said.

"Sure. I'll go get them." Luo Feng went inside to call his parents and younger brother.

Before long, Luo Feng wheeled Luo Hua out, and the two families left the residential quarter together. Their parents chatted animatedly while Luo Feng, Sett, and Luo Hua talked about funny things that had happened at the dojo.

"Luo Hua, remember when your brother and I sparred last time? I was scared out of my mind. Know why?" Sett asked him.

"Why?" Luo Hua asked, sitting in his wheelchair and looking up at Sett.

"Because I threw a punch and your brother didn't dodge. He went straight down. I panicked, afraid something might happen to him. After all, murder's a crime! I begged him not to die—what would I do if he did?" Sett boasted.

"Hahaha!" They all burst into laughter.

Luo Feng didn't mind Sett poking fun at him. The two of them were close friends, after all. Luo Hua knew Sett was joking and liked hearing about what went on outside. After all, sitting in a wheelchair all the time made it difficult to talk with other people.

At the five-star hotel, "All right, buddy, I won't say any more. This meal's on me. Don't try to pay."

After eating and drinking their fill, Sett and Luo Feng's father argued over who would pay the bill.

"Do you think I'm looking down on you, buddy? This one's on me. You can pay next time."

"I'll pay!"

"I'll pay!"

"I'll pay!"