Immortal Master, Please Wait
Chapter 8

Jiuchuan

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What a hassle.

Fang Zelin sighed. The road to finding immortals seemed far more troublesome than he had imagined.

At the very least, he did not even know where the path to immortal cultivation lay. How could he talk about cultivating immortality?

Fang Zelin thought for a moment, then asked about practicing martial arts.

There was considerably more information on this. There were martial arts masters right here in the county who taught people martial arts.

Aside from those, there were also plenty of accounts of extremely powerful martial arts masters roaming the martial world.

Rumor even had it that some martial arts masters had slain demons.

But those stories could very well have been something these martial experts had concocted to gild their own faces.

Listening to what the waiter said, Fang Zelin fell into thought.

The path to immortal cultivation did not seem so easy to find. Why not find somewhere to practice martial arts for now, strengthen his body, and also use it to test whether he could practice martial arts in the real world as well?

If, after learning martial arts, he could practice them in the real world too, that would at least prove that this world might truly be just as extraordinary as he thought.

With that thought, Fang Zelin's mind began turning.

"I understand."

Fang Zelin pushed the copper coins in front of him toward the waiter, signaling that he could leave.

Seeing this, the waiter happily took the copper coins and left.

Earning these copper coins just for saying a few words was very worthwhile to him. If something this good happened every day, nothing could be better.

Watching the waiter leave, Fang Zelin formed a rough plan.

He would first familiarize himself with this place for now. Once he had done that, he would look into practicing martial arts, then slowly ask around about methods of immortal cultivation.

"You there? I heard there's a kind of medicinal plaster in the game that can heal severed limbs and things like that. Even though you enter the game in your current condition, you can be healed inside it!"

After Fang Zelin left the game, he received a message from Jiuchuan.

Seeing the concern in Jiuchuan's message, Fang Zelin replied with a reaction meme.

He had met Jiuchuan in another game before. After playing together for so long, they had become gaming friends.

Jiuchuan knew about Fang Zelin's condition and was usually quite careful about it when they talked, though Fang Zelin himself did not feel particularly strongly about it.

Although he had spent some time feeling dejected when he first transmigrated here and discovered that he was disabled, Fang Zelin had quickly adjusted.

He had more or less simply chosen to lie flat.

In any case, he received government welfare payments every month, and with the things Fang Zelin usually wrote online, his life was actually quite good.

Besides, once he lay flat, he no longer needed to work hard to earn money for a car or a house.

Every day, he thought about what to eat and wrote a little. Rain or shine, he posted four thousand characters a day to earn his perfect-attendance bonus.

This world's government was quite good. Fang Zelin received five thousand in welfare payments every month, and the book he wrote earned him a thousand a month in perfect-attendance bonuses, plus some royalties from readers supporting him with subscriptions.

In good months, those came to two or three thousand; in bad months, perhaps only a few hundred.

But he did not particularly care. Four thousand characters a day, that was it. He was lying flat, and no one should even think about making him write more.

That gave him an easy six thousand or more a month for living expenses, enough for a very comfortable life in this small place.

"Even if something like that exists, it won't be cheap. You don't need to go to so much trouble."

Fang Zelin still did not know what exactly was going on with this game world.

For now, he could not tell Jiuchuan outright that he was not disabled in it.

After all, this could very well involve the fact that he was a transmigrator. Besides, Fang Zelin had yet to fully determine what exactly was going on with this game world.

For the time being, he could not share his conjectures.

Jiuchuan: "It's fine. I've already successfully become a disciple. Once I finish my training, I'll head out to uphold justice and help the weak. I'll save up some money and buy you that plaster. Come on, we're brothers!"

Jiuchuan thought nothing of it when he heard that. It might be difficult in reality, but surely it could be done in the game world?

At most, it would just take a little more effort.

Of the friends he had met online, there were not many he was still gaming with now. Fang Zelin was one of those rare few.

Their temperaments were very compatible.

So he did not think doing something for Fang Zelin was any big deal.

After that, the two of them would venture into the martial world together and make a name for themselves. He had even thought of their name: the Black and White Twin Shas!

Fang Zelin had no idea what Jiuchuan was thinking. Had he known that Jiuchuan planned to give them such a clichéd name as the Black and White Twin Shas, he would absolutely have protested.

"Silver in this game is worth a lot too. The exchange rate with Blazing Summer Currency has already risen to ten thousand to one."

It took ten thousand in Blazing Summer Currency to exchange for a single tael of silver. That ratio was rather astonishing.

But even so, there were still very few people making exchanges.

The main reason was that hardly anyone had that much money on hand.

By that calculation, the ten taels of silver Fang Zelin held counted as a huge sum.

"Hey, aren't you always telling me that you can't bring money with you when you're born or take it with you when you die, so there's no need to value it so much? You've already chosen to lie flat yourself. Why care about that little bit of money in a game?"

Seeing Fang Zelin's reply, Jiuchuan immediately sent another message from behind his screen.

He had never told Fang Zelin that his family was relatively wealthy.

He usually had no particular hobbies beyond playing games, and his social media posts were all about his godlike performances in games.

As for luxury cars and expensive watches, there was none of that.

When he first learned that Fang Zelin was disabled, he had felt some sympathy and wanted to see whether he could help him.

Who would have thought that after chatting with Fang Zelin, he would discover, to his astonishment, that Fang Zelin seemed to live even more freely than he did?

After all, unless Blazing Summer ceased to exist, Fang Zelin could collect those welfare payments for the rest of his life!

Now that was a true iron rice bowl!

Seeing Jiuchuan's reply, Fang Zelin thought for a moment and agreed.

He could simply tell him later that he had obtained the plaster and healed both his legs.

It would be better not to let him waste money like that.

Although they were friends, Fang Zelin still did not want him to incur that sort of expense for nothing.

Fang Zelin chatted with him while opening the forum again. He wanted to see whether there was anything about immortal cultivation on it.

But after staring at the forum and searching for ages, Fang Zelin still found no relevant information.

Thinking about it, that made sense. Even the waiter had never heard of anything related to it. Surely outsiders like them could not know more than he did?

After all, the official website had not provided any detailed information either.

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