Wooing

Inside a hospital in Yi'an District.

Yang Wu was chatting with the newly awakened Luo Feng.

"Brother Yang, I really troubled you today!" Luo Feng thanked Yang Wu after comforting his parents.

"We're brothers. Why say something like that?" Yang Wu's face remained calm, but inwardly he thought, Even if I want to help you again in the future, I'm afraid I won't get the chance.

"Mm!" Luo Feng grinned.

"Ah Feng, Ah Feng!" A voice called out from afar.

Yang Wu turned around and saw someone running over from the distance. It was Luo Feng's close friend, Wei Wen—the future Immortal God.

Seeing that Wei Wen was drenched in sweat, Yang Wu could not help but feel somewhat moved.

In truth, Luo Feng was quite popular at school. Classmates often came to him for advice on various martial arts matters.

But after Luo Feng was hospitalized, aside from his family, Wei Wen was the only one who genuinely cared about him. No wonder Wei Wen would eventually become an Immortal with an eternal lifespan.

As for Yang Wu, his friendship with Luo Feng was more or less driven by ulterior motives.

Still, for eternal life, there was nothing shameful about it!

"Wei Wen's here. You two chat—I should get to work!"

Yang Wu knew that Luo Feng was still thinking about applying to military academy, but he did not expose it. He simply prepared to say goodbye. After all, he had his own matters to attend to.

"Brother Yang, I really owe you today. I'll treat you to a meal in a few days!" Luo Feng knew Yang Wu had things to do and did not try to keep him.

"Alright, I'll hold you to that!"

After saying that, Yang Wu greeted Wei Wen, who had just arrived, as well as Luo Feng's family, then took his leave.

"Starting today, once I pass the warrior assessment, I can begin my life as a slacker!"

As he walked down the street, Yang Wu had already mapped out his future.

In fact, his physical fitness was already almost up to a warrior's basic standards. During the assessment a few days ago, he had only failed because his speed had fallen slightly short.

Passing next month was practically a sure thing.

Once he became a warrior, he would be able to find a better job in the Base City.

As for the Wilderness Area, whoever wanted to go could go!

Without a cheat, his own cultivation speed could not even compare to the speed at which Luo Feng improved with his hacks!

By becoming Luo Feng's close friend, Yang Wu had essentially bought insurance for his future. All he needed to do now was wait for that insurance to take effect.

If he encountered danger in the Wilderness Area and died by accident now, he would not even have a place to cry about it.

After all, even if Reverse Time and Space was used to resurrect someone, their own lifespan still had to be sufficient!

Though he was lost in thought, Yang Wu did not slow down at all. A little over ten minutes later, he had arrived at a highly renowned bar in Yi'an District.

"Hello, Brother Yang!"

"Hello, Brother Yang!"

"Mm." Yang Wu nodded slightly and stepped into the bar's main hall amid the greetings of the two bodyguards at the entrance.

As he watched Yang Wu enter the bar, one of the tall bodyguards showed a trace of envy.

"Brother Yang really has it easy. He just comes by every night to make the rounds, and he earns tens of thousands a month!"

"Heh, if you could defeat six thugs with the strength of advanced Martial Arts Hall trainees by yourself, you could get the same treatment!" the other bodyguard said with a grin.

"If I had that kind of strength, I wouldn't be working at a bar. I could just join some big family. Wouldn't that be much safer than working here?" The tall bodyguard laughed at himself.

"You wish. Out of a thousand people, would there even be one advanced trainee? Not to mention an advanced trainee like Brother Yang, who's infinitely close to becoming a warrior!"

Although the world had changed drastically and humanity's physical fitness had improved greatly, most people would only reach the level of beginner trainees in their entire lives.

Those who could become advanced Martial Arts Hall trainees were few and far between!

"Yeah! I heard Brother Yang's physical fitness has already reached the warrior standard. Do you think he'll still come work at the bar after becoming a warrior?" The tall bodyguard seemed especially interested in matters concerning warriors.

"How would I know?" The other bodyguard shook his head. "But if I became a warrior, I'd definitely go to the Wilderness Area and hunt monsters. Kill any random monster and a few million would hit your account. Isn't that much better than working at this bar?"

"Exactly! Once you become a warrior, you get to live the good life!"

The tall bodyguard nodded, his face full of agreement. Then he clenched his fists. "One day, I'll become a warrior too!"

Although Yang Wu had already entered the bar's main hall, his physical fitness was nearly at warrior standard, so he still heard the two bodyguards' conversation at the entrance.

Live the good life? Hunt any random monster and get a few million?

Yang Wu smiled helplessly to himself. That was how ordinary people understood warriors.

But how could warriors possibly be so carefree?

A monster worth several million had to be at least Beast General Level. As for Beast Soldier Level monsters—the kind ordinary Warrior Level warriors could kill—the materials from one were only worth a few thousand.

If an elementary Warrior Level warrior had not joined a powerful warrior squad, then after struggling in the Wilderness Area for an entire year, they would probably only earn around one or two million.

Moreover, the death rate among martial artists was exceptionally high!

Even in the initial Quasi-Martial Artist practical examination, the casualty rate exceeded thirty percent. As for martial artists in the Wilderness Area, the casualty rate was even higher.

Even War God Level martial artists could fall, let alone ordinary Warrior Level martial artists.

Thus, martial artists entering and leaving the Wilderness Area were treading along the edge of death at every moment. Every return to a Base City could be considered a rebirth.

As for Luo Feng's experiences in the original novel, they were unique!

There was only one such person in the entire universe!

Yang Wu had thought he would be the second, but now he understood that he should be just one of countless ordinary people.

"Ah Wu, you're here!" A middle-aged man in an exquisite suit walked over. He was the bar's owner, Wang Zijin.

In the bar, he was the only one who could directly address Yang Wu by name.

"Brother Wang!" Yang Wu bowed slightly.

Although Wang Zijin was somewhat lacking in strength, he was a member of the Wang Family.

Though he was only from a collateral branch, with the Wang Family's great influence behind him, Wang Zijin was still considered someone important in Yangzhou City. He owned quite a few businesses and had assets worth over a hundred million.

Yang Wu worked under Wang Zijin.

"Ah Wu, I heard you took the Quasi-Martial Artist examination a few days ago and nearly passed?"

Wang Zijin asked with a smile. He had always kept a close eye on this capable subordinate of his.

"Yes!" Yang Wu replied. "My strength and neural reaction speed both passed, but my speed was still a little short! I had bad luck during the test and only got 24.8 meters per second."

The speed requirement for the Quasi-Martial Artist examination was 25 meters per second.

"You were that close? Then you should be able to pass next month!" Wang Zijin sighed. "How about this, Ah Wu? You don't need to come to work for the next month. I'll keep paying your salary as usual, and you can stay home and focus on improving your physical fitness!"

"How could I accept that?" Yang Wu quickly waved his hands in refusal.

Although Yang Wu and Wang Zijin had a good relationship, he always kept business and personal matters clearly separate.

"It's nothing, just a little money!" Wang Zijin said with a smile. "If you feel bad about it, then after you become an official martial artist, how about joining our Wang Family?"

Wang Zijin had begun recruiting Yang Wu.

In truth, an ordinary Warrior Level martial artist was nothing to the Wang Family. But to Wang Zijin, he would already be a considerable source of support.

What was more, Yang Wu had an extensive network of connections, including several martial artist friends.

If Yang Wu became a martial artist and joined the Wang Family to support him, Wang Zijin's status within the Wang Family would surely rise considerably.

"Brother Wang, I'll have to think about it," Yang Wu said solemnly.

Actually, if he did not plan to go to the Wilderness Area, joining the Wang Family would be a decent choice. Wang Zijin was a good person, and at the very least, he would not cheat him.

"Alright! Ah Wu, contact me anytime once you've made your decision!" Wang Zijin said with a smile, then left the bar.

He owned quite a few businesses. He had come to the bar today specifically to wait for Yang Wu.

Now that he had said what needed to be said, it was naturally time for him to leave.