CHAPTER 35: CHAPTER 35: RAINY NIGHT, NEW PROFESSION

Afternoon.

Fang Qingyu walked out of the Martial Arts Hall feeling invigorated.

Everything that could be taught in the formal classes had been covered by today.

Only one Saber Technique remained to be mastered.

It could be said to be quite fulfilling.

Next, it was time to consider the issue of Profession.

With just two Profession panels, it was hard to sustain so many Skills.

Plus, there was still a considerable distance to 300KG of Power.

Attribute Points were also a crucial existence.

Fang Qingyu drove while picking up a few rides, heading to the job market.

He wanted to see if there were any good jobs available from noon to evening.

In the end, educational background became the first hurdle.

No threshold required... as long as the time requirements were met.

This seemed to be it.

Fang Qingyu stared intently at the job listing.

[Urgently hiring construction material movers

Time: 14:00-18:00

Job content: Moving materials like cement and tiles up and downstairs, assisting with inventory and organizing materials

Requirements: 18-50 years old, physically strong, hardworking, able to follow instructions, no experience needed

Salary: Paid daily, based on floor level/weight

Contact: Master Zhang 138-XXXX-XXXX (Feixin number as well)]

"Hello!?"

"Hello, is this Master Zhang?"

"Yes, are you coming to work as a building carrier?"

"Yes, I’m very strong and can endure hardship."

Fang Qingyu first painted a picture to the other person.

When the actual work began, he would then make that picture a reality.

"Alright, do you have time now? Come to Hongquan District and give it a try first."

Master Zhang was apparently busy, his voice somewhat loud amidst the noise.

"Sure, I’ll head over right now."

Fang Qingyu agreed immediately.

He got into the car and drove towards Hongquan District.

Even if Master Zhang hadn’t said so, he had to try it out first.

Fang Qingyu wasn’t sure if this building carrier counted as a Profession and could be activated.

He soon arrived at the district.

Following Master Zhang’s directions, Fang Qingyu reached the base of a building.

"Young man, so young to be taking up this kind of work?"

Master Zhang seemed a bit old, looking at Fang Qingyu’s muscular build rather approvingly.

However, young guys at this age...

Usually can’t endure much hardship.

Carrying loads isn’t the same as working out.

"Yes, I need money urgently recently. Don’t worry, I’ve done this before."

Seeing the hesitant look on the other person’s face, Fang Qingyu said and directly walked over, picking up a sandbag with one hand without caring if it was dirty, and slinging it over his shoulder.

Seeming at ease.

Carrying loads has some technical content...

But not much.

It’s mainly about physical fitness.

With his current physique, there’s no way he could mess up here.

"Alright, let’s get to work. One bag is three bucks, take these upstairs to 801."

Carrying loads itself was hard physical work, not considered a formal Profession.

Seeing Fang Qingyu could do it.

Master Zhang quickly agreed.

"Okay."

Fang Qingyu listened and first put the two sandbags on one shoulder, then said: "Master Zhang, please help me with two more bags."

"Young man, can you handle it? Don’t mess around, you can’t rush making money."

One bag is 40KG, 4 bags are 160KG...

If anything unexpected were to happen, he couldn’t bear the responsibility.

"Don’t worry, I got this. If you don’t believe me, just try putting them on me first."

Fang Qingyu smiled, crouching down and standing up again, looking at ease.

Only then did Master Zhang hesitantly place two more bags on the other shoulder.

"Thank you, Master Zhang, I’m off."

With that, Fang Qingyu strode confidently towards the stairway.

As if he felt nothing...

"Oh my gosh."

Master Zhang wiped his sweat, watching the scene.

"Could it be there’s not enough work today?"

By the time dusk fell.

A group of bare-chested men sat beside the steps.

Looking strangely towards the young guy in the distance.

"Today you carried 228 bags, that’s 3 each, totaling 684. I’ll transfer it to your WeChat."

"Alright, thank you, Master Zhang."

Fang Qingyu smiled.

"I’ll be free daily from 2 PM to before 7 PM, call me anytime you need help."

"No problem."

Master Zhang readily agreed.

Building carrying work wasn’t worried about people moving too much, the fear was no one coming to move at all.

Saying goodbye to his colleagues.

Fang Qingyu drove home to change clothes.

Aside from keeping an eye on the road, he glanced twice at the new page opening on the map.

[Detected Laborer Profession, activating (57/100)]

Unexpectedly, the building carrier’s Profession activation title was Laborer.

But as long as a Profession could be activated, it was a good thing.

Moreover, the activation speed of this Profession was quite fast.

Probably a few more hours of work would activate it by tomorrow.

Pretty lucky.

Achieved a new Profession in just an afternoon.

Came home and changed clothes.

Fang Qingyu went to the Fight Club, intending to quit the Security Guard Profession.

However, Lv Chen still hadn’t returned.

Over at the bar, Brother Qiao was also nowhere to be found.

The two seemed to have vanished from the Human World.

No choice but to temporarily continue working.

This job was kindly introduced by Brother Qiao, the conditions being much better than before.

He could leave, but at least he had to say it in person.

Worked steadily till knocking off at 12.

Fang Qingyu had a couple of boxing matches and then left the Fight Club.

Twisting the key to start the car to go home.

Tomorrow he had to look for a nighttime Profession again.

Rolled down the car window as the night wind carried sporadic raindrops, bringing a chill.

Raining again...?

Fang Qingyu stopped at the red light, looking at the raindrops, feeling a bit speechless.

It was just sunny for a few days.

The rain outside began to pour down more heavily, Fang Qingyu closed the window, stealing a glance at the rear-view mirror.

Two headlights sped rapidly from behind.

Turning back, the red light in front flickered at the empty intersection.

Fang Qingyu was about to press down on the gas pedal.

Scarlet spots of light exploded on his retina; the icon of [Guard Level 3] twitched as if nerves stabbed by steel needles.

In the rear-view mirror, the front of a black SUV was slowly lifting.

The spine-chilling sense of danger made the world abruptly sharp.

Fang Qingyu could hear the screech of tires on the road even with the window closed.

He could even feel the viscous intent to kill from the driver’s seat of the car behind.

His finger flicked open the safety belt buckle like lightning.

The moment the car body trembled violently, Fang Qingyu kicked open the driver’s door.

The core muscles of his waist and abdomen tightened instantly, propelling him out of the vehicle.

His right shoulder heavily struck the guardrail of the greenbelt, and in the rolling vision, the Song L he just bought was pushed and drifted two meters sideways.

The rough texture of the asphalt road transmitted from his palms; Fang Qingyu stabilized his stance on one knee.

Just as he was about to see who was doing this.

The SUV, as if nothing had happened, reversed and turned the front, charging at him again.

"Damn!"

Fang Qingyu had no choice but to turn his head and quickly run towards the roadside.

The street wasn’t wide.

Both sides were residential areas.

As long as he dashed into the alley, no matter what, the car couldn’t follow him in.

The rain curtain fragmented the streetlights into tiny specks of mercury.

Bam—

The moment he dashed into the alley.

The SUV’s front end crashed violently onto the alley entrance.

Fang Qingyu had just gotten up when the person in the driver’s seat kicked open the windshield, stepping on the front bonnet, looking down at him.

A hoarse, smoky voice carried a mocking tone.

"Pretty good at dodging, aren’t you?"