"None!"
Zhang Meizhu's cold voice came through the phone, her attitude extremely hostile.
Gao Teng shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Don't be so hot-tempered. Just pretend I was wrong and shouldn't have kept mocking you."
Zhang Meizhu corrected him firmly, "It's not 'pretend you were wrong,' it's that you are wrong!"
"Fine, I'm wrong."
"Hmph."
Zhang Meizhu sneered. She couldn't feel a shred of sincerity from Gao Teng; he was clearly just brushing her off.
"So, do you have any news about monsters?"
Zhang Meizhu ground her back teeth, suppressed her anger, and said, "There really isn't any news about monsters. That stuff is a hot commodity.
As soon as one appears, a swarm of martial artists rushes over. After all, killing a monster earns a lot of money, and everyone is eyeing this piece of fat meat.
The fact that we managed to kill one yesterday was purely down to luck. Otherwise, we wouldn't even get a chance to compete for it."
Gao Teng felt a wave of disappointment.
He had been planning to kill monsters to earn merit points, but that hope had just gone down the drain.
Seeing his silence, Zhang Meizhu added, "Actually, you can see it for yourself if you open the Public Security Bureau app. As soon as a monster-hunting mission appears, it's snatched up in a second. You can't compete with them.
Don't forget that many agencies rely on hunting monsters to survive; they have plenty of ways to snatch up missions."
Gao Teng sighed. It looked like he would have to go to the sewers to hunt mutated creatures. He hoped for a decent harvest.
However, he didn't hold much hope for that either. The mutated creatures had likely hidden away because of the snake scent on him and wouldn't dare show their faces again.
"Let's meet at the sewer."
Gao Teng said this and hung up the phone.
After returning to the urban village, he took a shower, put on his Public Security Bureau auxiliary staff uniform, and rode his bicycle to Sewer No. 3.
He met up with Zhang Meizhu outside the sewer, and after exchanging greetings, they began their work without delay.
Six hours passed in the blink of an eye. As expected, the mutated creatures had all gone into hiding. Even when Gao Teng slashed his palm and deliberately used his blood to provoke them, he only managed to kill a dozen or so rats.
"1654."
Gao Teng glanced at his merit points. Fortunately, he had a free ten-pull steal tomorrow, which would still be enough to make Zhou Xing feel the taste of despair.
"See you tomorrow."
Waving goodbye to Zhang Meizhu, Gao Teng rode his bicycle back to the urban village.
Just as he reached his rented room, the sight before him made his eyes flicker several times.
The door was wide open, and the room was lit with a dim, yellow light.
A refined-looking middle-aged man sat by the bed, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and holding a cigar between his fingers.
Several men in black stood around him like stiff spears, each one robust and fierce, their formidable auras fully on display.
"Gao Teng, you're back."
Lin Benqiang looked over, his eyes carrying a hint of scrutiny.
"I didn't expect you to live in a place like this. It's really hard on you; you've suffered a lot for the sake of martial arts."
Gao Teng smiled, walked into the room, and sat down on the edge of the bed, showing no fear despite Lin Benqiang's status.
Seeing him possess such courage, a flash of surprise crossed Lin Benqiang's eyes.
He could feel that Gao Teng wasn't putting on a front, but was truly fearless. Such a temperament was rare in a young man.
"How should I address you?"
Gao Teng asked first, neither servile nor overbearing.
Lin Benqiang looked at Gao Teng deeply, a mocking expression on his face as he said, "Since you're getting close to Meng Yao, haven't you looked into her family background?"
Gao Teng replied, "You might not believe it, but I actually only met her today. It wasn't until she invited me to eat at Hongshan Residence that I realized she had such a powerful background."
Pausing for a moment, he continued, "You must have read my file and know that I exhausted my family's wealth to practice martial arts and even owe a lot of online loans.
So, you suspect I have ulterior motives for getting close to Meng Yao, and you came here specifically to warn me to stay away from her in the future?
Actually, there's no need for such worry. I have no intention of climbing the social ladder; I just consider her an ordinary friend."
Lin Benqiang looked astonished; he hadn't expected Gao Teng to be so blunt.
He stared into Gao Teng's eyes and saw only openness, with no hint of deception.
Lin Benqiang was genuinely surprised; things were not as he had imagined.
He had assumed Gao Teng was devious, of poor character, hypocritical, and cunning. He never expected him to be so upright and forthright, showing no servility or sycophancy even when facing power.
Gao Teng coughed lightly. Seeing that Lin Benqiang remained silent for a long time, he said helplessly, "You don't think I'm faking it, do you?
If so, there's really nothing I can do. After all, once someone becomes suspicious of another person, no matter how eloquently they speak, it's impossible to reverse that prejudice."
"Remarkable."
Lin Benqiang sighed in admiration to himself; if Gao Teng were lying to him, then his schemes were as deep as the abyss.
And if Gao Teng were not lying, then his character was truly worthy of praise.
"I inquired at the Public Security Bureau about your actions on Snake Island, and I heard that you learned the skill of snake-taming just by listening, and then saved all the students. To call such comprehension one in ten thousand would not be an exaggeration at all."
Gao Teng narrowed his eyes. Even with Ma Wei's warnings, the things he did on Snake Island had still leaked out. This was clearly not a good thing; he was very likely to be targeted by enemies and face retaliation!
"With such high comprehension, your martial arts grades shouldn't be this poor. Where exactly does the problem lie? It's a pity, such a pity. If your grades could reach the admission standards of a key university, our pharmaceutical factory would definitely invest in you heavily."
Gao Teng raised an eyebrow: "Fuxing Pharmaceutical?"
Lin Benqiang chuckled, dumbfounded: "Who else?"
Although Fuxing Pharmaceutical was the family business of Meng Yao, as her uncle, he also held shares in the company and possessed a certain degree of authority.
Watching Lin Benqiang's expression, Gao Teng's face turned serious as he said solemnly: "The strength test is tomorrow. Wait until you see my physical data before deciding whether to invest in me."
"Oh?"
Lin Benqiang's face revealed surprise. Where exactly did Gao Teng get his confidence?
It looked like he was full of self-assurance!
A hint of seriousness appeared in Lin Benqiang's eyes as he stood up and said: "I was abrupt today, mistaking you for a villain. I apologize to you."
Gao Teng was somewhat surprised. For someone of Lin Benqiang's high status to actually apologize to him was truly unexpected.
"I look forward to seeing your physical data. I expect I will come to visit you again tomorrow."
Lin Benqiang adjusted his glasses, bid farewell to Gao Teng, and walked out of the rented room.
Gao Teng watched them go downstairs and closed the rusted iron door.
Once they saw his physical data tomorrow, Fuxing Pharmaceutical would definitely invest in him. Once he received the signing bonus, he could pay off his debts and bid a final farewell to this miserable, shabby life.