He had barely taken a step before he pulled his foot back.
The crazy old man might have been thick-skinned, but he was quite good at generating points!
Maybe I can farm another round of points off him?
In truth, Jiang Fan was not sure whether the system would keep giving him so many points. That last time might have been a coincidence, or perhaps the system had bugged out.
Whatever the case, there was absolutely no way he would give up trying. What if he actually got the points?
After all, he was only an early-stage martial apprentice, with a long road of martial arts ahead of him. Without points, he could only rely on cultivation accumulated day after day. With his current circumstances and background, he could not obtain any more cultivation resources either. The system's points were his only support.
Especially when it came to his psychic power. Right now, he had only barely reached the level of a junior psychic. Reaching intermediate psychic required 10000P.
He was still nearly 9000P short. If he cultivated step by step, how long would that take?
So it was all for points, all for strength. He would put up with it!
"All right, I'll cook."
After sorting out his thoughts, Jiang Fan no longer felt the slightest reluctance. Instead, he was delighted to do it.
Watching Jiang Fan walk cheerfully into the kitchen, the crazy old man reached up and rubbed his nearly bald forehead.
"Heh, this kid is pretty interesting."
Actually, after waking up, the crazy old man had remembered bumping into Jiang Fan while drunk and then turning around and blaming him.
Jiang Fan carrying him home had already surprised him. Now the kid was actually cooking for him so obediently.
Could it be-this pretty boy is actually a good person?
No, no, no! The crazy old man, who had grown shrewd with age, felt that the judgment he had honed over so many years of getting around could not possibly be wrong. This kid was no simple, honest do-gooder.
If nothing else, he could tell just from that pretty-boy face.
But-the kid really had obediently gone off to cook. There had not been the slightest reluctance on his face; instead, he had looked delighted.
The crazy old man sank into deep self-doubt.
Over half an hour later, Jiang Fan finished stir-frying a few simple dishes and brought them to the table.
"Crazy old-Ahem, sir, have a taste. How is it?"
As Jiang Fan asked this, his face filled with boundless anticipation.
Every second, he was hoping the system's notification would ring out right that instant.
Yet the sight of that expression made the crazy old man question his whole life even more.
Jiang Fan gazed at him eagerly, his expectant eyes seeming to hope that he would give him a thumbs-up after tasting the food.
Does this kid care about me that much?
"Sir, why aren't you picking up your chopsticks? Hurry up and eat. The food's getting cold," Jiang Fan urged, his heart burning with impatience.
If the system only gave him a tiny handful of points, he guaranteed he would immediately change his tune, turn around, and leave.
Feeling Jiang Fan's enthusiasm, the crazy old man opened his mouth. After suppressing his inexplicable emotions, he picked up his chopsticks, took a slice of stir-fried pork, and put it in his mouth.
"Mmm! Not bad. You've got some cooking skills, kid."
[Ding! Congratulations, Master. You cared for an elderly man living alone and performed a good deed. Points +1000]
Ha!
Jiang Fan was beside himself with joy, his grin nearly stretching to his ears.
The crazy old man happened to look up and saw this perfectly clearly, leaving him even more bewildered.
This kid really is happy!
All I did was praise him once, and he's this happy?
The crazy old man could tell that Jiang Fan's happiness came from the bottom of his heart. He looked so happy he might jump up at any moment.
Could I really have misunderstood this child from the very beginning?
At that moment, a trace of guilt arose in the crazy old man's heart.
Jiang Fan had no idea what the crazy old man was thinking. He was currently exchanging all 1000 points he had just received for psychic power.
With his psychic power increased by another 100P, Jiang Fan's smile grew even brighter.
"Sir, keep eating. Your house looks so messy, with rubbish everywhere. I'll tidy it up for you."
"You-" The crazy old man was just about to stop him when Jiang Fan eagerly scampered off to clear up the rubbish.
[Ding! Congratulations, Master. You helped an elderly man living alone tidy his room and performed a good deed. Points +1000]
Haha! The more Jiang Fan cleaned, the happier he became.
Meanwhile, the crazy old man sat at the table watching all of this, dumbfounded, the guilt in his heart growing stronger and stronger.
After clearing away every bit of rubbish in the room, Jiang Fan's gleaming eyes landed on the crazy old man again.
That look made the crazy old man uncomfortable all over.
What does this kid want to do now?
Jiang Fan approached the crazy old man with a cheerful smile. The crazy old man narrowed his wrinkle-lined eyes.
After facing off for a moment, Jiang Fan reached out his hands.
The crazy old man narrowed his eyes even further. Deep within those eyes, now almost slits, lurked an unfathomable dark glint.
"Sir, have you finished eating? If you have, how about I give you a massage?"
Huh? The crazy old man blinked, then blinked again. Finally, he dug at his ear to make sure he had not misheard.
Jiang Fan went behind the crazy old man and, ignoring his objections, began massaging him.
Huh? Why hasn't the system notified me yet?
Puzzled, Jiang Fan continued massaging him. A full minute passed without any response from the system.
"System, what's going on? Where are my points?"
[You don't know yet, Master? You can only farm points from the same person three times a day.]
"That can't be right, can it? I picked up rubbish over and over so many times. How could I keep farming points from that?"
[I just said from the same person, not from the same piece of rubbish.]
"..."
He understood now. In other words, the system made all the rules, and whatever it said went.
After being speechless for a few seconds, Jiang Fan stopped moving his hands, and the enthusiasm abruptly vanished from his face.
The crazy old man had just been enjoying Jiang Fan's massage when it suddenly stopped.
"Why did you stop?"
Turning around, the crazy old man immediately noticed that something was off about Jiang Fan's expression.
"I have something to do. I'm going home," Jiang Fan said expressionlessly.
Faced with such a drastic change in Jiang Fan, the crazy old man found his brain somewhat jammed.
"I'm off."
After leaving those words behind, Jiang Fan departed without looking back.
"What's gotten into this kid? A moment ago, he was treating me with all the devotion he'd show his own grandfather. Now he's pulling that sour face like I owe him money!" The crazy old man could not help grumbling on and on.
In fact, as far as Jiang Fan was concerned, the crazy old man really did owe him money.
More precisely, he owed Jiang Fan points.
Jiang Fan had originally planned to farm points like crazy off the Crazy Old Man and leap straight to intermediate psychic today. Who knew he could only farm points three times a day?
If not for the consideration that he could come back tomorrow to farm more points, he guaranteed his expression would have been even uglier.
After returning home, Jiang Fan exchanged all the points he had just obtained for psychic power.
His psychic power was now 1253P, and the spatial dimensions he could control expanded accordingly, reaching far beyond a hundred-meter radius.
By his estimation, once his psychic power reached 10000P and he became an intermediate psychic, the spatial dimensions he could control should reach around 1000m, enough to cover several surrounding streets.
At that point, whenever he wished, he could perceive what was happening inside any household on the nearby streets.