CHAPTER 50: CHAPTER 50: A WEEK OF ATTRIBUTE RAMPAGE!

After some communication and straightening out the strange nickname the girl with yellow hair had given him, Zhang Beixing felt a wave of mental exhaustion.

Damn, Shi University really is full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons! I just set up a stall, and I still managed to stir up such a mess.

Speaking of which, that girl with yellow hair really had some guts—amid the crowd, she blurted out "selling herself" without any change in her face or skipping a beat; truly badass! She was clearly an old hand at this. Zhang Beixing even suspected that if he hadn’t clarified the issue just now, he probably would have been taken away by her tonight for some intense duo gaming into the wee hours!

"Pretty slick, Lao Zhang. I never realized your business was so diverse; you even take on jobs selling yourself! While making money is all well and good, you should also take care of your health, don’t you agree?" After the girl with yellow hair left, Lin Siqi patted Zhang Beixing on the shoulder with a teasing look, her words pregnant with meaning.

Seeing her like this, Zhang Beixing, who was already in a foul mood, felt even more downcast. He opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but noticing Lin Siqi’s amused expression, his words halted at his lips and were swallowed back down.

As the saying goes: endure for a moment, and you’ll only get angrier; take a step back, and you’ll only regret it more! Zhang Beixing wasn’t one to take things lying down. Now, with Lin Siqi mocking him so blatantly, his temper flared on the spot.

Without another word, he grabbed Lin Siqi’s wrist, lifting the hand that was resting on his shoulder. At the same time, he closed in, bent down, and looked at Lin Siqi’s delicate and adorable face. A smile curled on his lips as he said, "Well then, would you like to give it a try? Considering our decent relationship, I’ll accompany you for free on the first night. How about that?"

"!!!" Lin Siqi was stunned. She had the image of a delicate Jiangnan girl, petite in stature. Now, she looked up at Zhang Beixing, who loomed over her, speechless for a long while.

Seeing her like this, Zhang Beixing scoffed dismissively and let go of her hand.

Heh, little thing, is that all you’ve got, trying to play tough with me? I thought you were so fierce. Turns out, you’re nothing special after all!

With that thought, Zhang Beixing didn’t bother with Lin Siqi anymore, instead going to the side and continuing to call out to customers.

As for Lin Siqi, she remained frozen in place for quite some time before she snapped back to reality. Remembering what Zhang Beixing had just said, an unnatural blush spread across her pale face. Just as she was about to say something, she realized Zhang Beixing was no longer in front of her. He had run off to the side, chatting and laughing cheekily with someone else. And that someone else was a girl!

Seeing him like that, Lin Siqi’s mouth puffed up, resembling an annoyed pufferfish. She stomped over to Zhang Beixing and, while he was unprepared, kicked out with her short leg.

"Ouch, damn it!" Zhang Beixing cried out. His footing unstable, he face-planted on the ground with a THUD. Grimacing, he picked himself up and looked back, only to see Lin Siqi’s angry retreating figure. Zhang Beixing said irritably, "Lin Siqi, what are you doing? Why did you kick me?"

"Shut your trap, you idiot! I’ll do as I please! Hmph." Lin Siqi angrily spat out these words and left without looking back.

Seeing her leave like that, Zhang Beixing dusted off his clothes and muttered to himself, Can’t take a joke, what a tigress.

Then he turned to the girl from before and said, "Where were we? Oh right, you said you wanted to book me for three hours straight, right, gorgeous? Now, I’m not one to brag, but are you sure you can handle it?"

"Whoa, hold on! Let’s just talk, no need to get handsy, miss. I’m a legitimate businessman; I may offer my services, but not my soul!"

"I’m not a damn gigolo!"

And so, Zhang Beixing began his daily training routine. For the following week, every day was the same: he attended classes when he had them, and when he didn’t, he’d head to the sports field to set up his stall and earn a living.

During this period, even a male student from the Karate Club, his face obscured by long hair, came to ask Zhang Beixing to spar. He was likely testing the waters, but unexpectedly, after less than five minutes, Zhang Beixing landed a punch that sent him off the field, SOBBING.

For some time after that, members of the Karate Club no longer appeared on the sports field, terrified of getting beaten up.

Perhaps thoroughly intimidated by Zhang Beixing’s fearsome power and realizing that his punches were indeed brutal, Chen Rourou, the timid girl, made a habit of bringing Zhang Beixing a cup of milk tea every few days. She’d inquire about his well-being, subtly asking, "How have I been doing lately? Am I going to get beaten up?"

Zhang Beixing was delighted by this. Free milk tea? Why not drink it!

As for Chen Rourou’s worries? Zhang Beixing paid them no mind. In fact, he often intensified his "warnings," lecturing her not to "commit offenses with martial arts" and especially not to act arrogantly online. Chen Rourou would eagerly agree every time, never stopping her milk tea deliveries, which were essentially protection money.

Some interesting things also happened while Zhang Beixing was running his stall. The most notable involved the "Yellow Hair" girl. Because she had, in broad daylight and in front of everyone, brazenly asked Zhang Beixing if he was "selling himself"—such crude words, such behavior akin to forcing an honest person into vice—she instantly became an internet sensation on the Shi University forum. People "respectfully" dubbed her the "Prostitute Sister."

Her sudden fame also made Zhang Beixing’s little stall quite popular. Many people heard about Zhang Beixing overtly "selling his services" on the sports field and flocked to see. Those with money pitched in for a laugh, while those without simply added to the crowd to join the fun. Seeing this, Zhang Beixing struck while the iron was hot, taking advantage of the buzz to frantically showcase his abilities. As a result, he gained several loyal customers.

Now, whenever he went to the sports field, he barely had to do anything. He’d just stand there, and people would approach him on their own, wanting to "buy" an hour or two of his time. You could say he had quite the status now!

By now, Zhang Beixing’s savings had already surpassed the four-figure mark.

Beyond that, Zhang Beixing had also made significant gains in his training. After enduring a tough week, he successively completed "Weighted Push-ups," "Weighted Sit-ups," and the "HIIT Fat-Burning Workout" – the latter having gathered dust in the suggestion box until someone mentioned it recently, prompting Zhang Beixing to remember and complete it.

Now, he could essentially gain 2.2 Ability Points each day. He allocated all these Ability Points evenly between Constitution and Power, resulting in a significant improvement to his attributes.

[Owner: Zhang Beixing]

[Status: None]

[Power: 79.0]

[Constitution: 79.0]

[Spirit: 105]

[Ability Points: 0.6]

[Skill: Yue Family Fist (Entry Level) +1]

His Power and Constitution had increased by a full 9 points in just a few days, rapidly progressing from a basic healthy state to an optimal one. Zhang Beixing didn’t yet know what physical level came after the "healthy state," but looking at his Attribute Panel, he couldn’t help but touch the four-pack abs on his stomach, sighing with emotion.

Who would have thought! Just over two weeks ago, I was a skinny guy in subpar health, and now I actually have abs! Granted, it’s only a four-pack, but I’m already recognized as the one with the best physique in Dorm 203! Even Dong Guoning, who used to be a sports student, after three years of university life, has long since ’returned to his original state’—he’s no match for me at all now!

Ah, life... it’s as lonely as snow at the peak!

He lifted his shirt, admiring the distinct four-pack in the mirror. The more Zhang Beixing looked, the more he liked what he saw.

Seeing him act like this, Zheng Jituo and the others in the dorm couldn’t help but mutter "Damn show-off!" under their breath, a tide of envy welling up inside them.

Zhang Beixing, damn you! You really deserve to die! We all agreed to slack off together for four years of university, to be unambitious losers! But you, you bastard, you actually went off to work out and even got abs! What’s the use of those things anyway? You can’t eat them, and you can’t spend them like money! Other than attracting girls and making us guys envious, what’s the point? We’re begging you, man! Just get rid of those abs, will you! It’s seriously painful for us to look at them! We’re about to grind our molars to dust!