bookandnovel Chapter 22 The Death of the Employee, A Cannibalistic World
Chapter 22 The Death of the Employee, A Cannibalistic World
Bu Che was really looking forward to the second diligent person.
Many candidates have already been selected, including Senior Brother Kong Ci, Senior Sister Lin Qiuya, Zhang Hengyuan, and Professor Zhou!
These are all people that Bu Che has come into contact with, and most of them can be included as targets for diligent people.
However, Bu Che suppressed the turmoil and restlessness in his heart and decided to put these things aside for the time being. The matter of collecting Qinren would have to wait until he had truly cooled down the various Qinren.
Bu Che tightened the bundle on his back, his smile bright.
Head held high, chest puffed out, I braved the wind and snow, and strolled on.
Now that I have money, I can ask the waiters at the restaurant to add an extra half pound of beef to my plate!
The joy of a martial arts master is that simple!
Upon arriving at the training ground, Elder Zhou had already finished instructing Tang Sang and then led her away to an unknown location, though Tang Sang had temporarily become Elder Zhou's disciple.
However, Old Zhou's favoritism was also quite obvious.
He could only be considered a disciple who was paid off, while Tang Sang... was the "beloved disciple" whom Elder Zhou valued and was truly grooming as his successor!
"Martial arts aptitude... can this thing be changed or improved?"
Bu Che had a bit of a headache. In fact, he had also felt the difference brought about by his martial arts foundation.
If his martial arts foundation were better, wouldn't the efficiency of enhancing his diligence be higher?
Seeing that Elder Zhou and Tang Sang were no longer in the training ground, Bu Che was in no hurry to leave. He put the package aside, took out the box of wild ginseng from it, plucked off a ginseng root, and put it in his mouth.
The sweet ginseng flavor immediately spread and permeated between the lips and teeth.
Like a catalyst, the ginseng flavor enters the throat and abdomen, and instantly the blood and qi in the body are like water in a pot of oil, boiling endlessly.
A surge of scalding heat flowed as Bu Che clenched his fists and began practicing his combat fist and hammer techniques.
The medicinal properties of this fifty-year-old wild ginseng are not much weaker than a dose of Boiling Blood Porcelain Powder!
The remaining year of diligence was also directly blessed by Bu Che!
The snowflakes fell silently, seemingly carefree amidst the tranquility of time, before being struck by a fist as hot as a branding iron, instantly exploding into flying dust!
hiss hiss hiss—
A surge of heat emanated from Bu Che's body, creating a hazy white mist, and his entire being was enveloped in a continuous mist.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—"
He was panting heavily as he slowly finished his exercise, his bones rubbing against each other with a "crackling" sound!
Before my eyes, sword energy flowed along the light, intertwining to form a prompt.
[Battle Body Fist Hammer (Rank 9) Minor Completion (3/5)]
……
The last year's worth of diligence was finally used up, and with that, the ten years of diligence that Bu Che had taken from Master Xu was completely exhausted!
"I can't feel any motivation at all; I feel completely drained."
Bu Che muttered something to himself.
After practicing the boxing for a while, without the support of diligence, the feeling that each practice session felt like an entire year had passed vanished.
This made Bu Che quite uncomfortable.
"We need to get the supplies ready as soon as possible!"
Bu Che's desire to recruit new diligent people grew stronger.
Life without hard work is simply unbearable!
After packing his things, Bu Che strode out of the courtyard. Today, he did not wear the apprentice cotton-padded clothes of the Broken Porcelain Workshop, but instead wore a simple thin cotton coat. He circulated his qi and blood to dispel the severe cold, using the severe cold to stimulate himself and keep his qi and blood circulating at all times.
Stepping on the soft, long street covered with a thick layer of snow, I soon arrived at the restaurant where the aroma and steam were constantly rising.
However, upon entering the restaurant, the familiar and enthusiastic waiters from the previous two days did not appear.
Bu Che paused for a moment, feeling surprised. Did his buddy brothers take a break today?
Soon, a new waiter came over and invited Bu Che to sit inside.
"Hey, where are your guys from before?" Bu Che asked, sitting down with a question in his mind.
After opening his mouth, Bu Che suddenly realized that he didn't even know the waiter's name.
The new waiter glanced at Bu Che, then scrutinized his clothes before cautiously asking, "Are you referring to Xiao Liu, sir?"
"That Xiao Liu who eavesdropped on the guests' secrets in the private room and ended up getting beaten up by Tiger Boss of the Black Tiger Gang?"
The new guy said.
Bu Che's heart skipped a beat, and his expression darkened slightly.
"How badly is he injured?" Bu Che took a deep breath and asked hurriedly.
"It's not good. He was coughing up blood while he was being dragged away today. That Tiger Master... is a martial arts master at the entry level. How could Xiao Liu's weak body withstand that?"
"Two punches later, Xiao Liu was on the ground, unable to get up..."
"Those apprentices from the kilns also kicked them a few more times."
The waiter assumed Bu Che was just a customer who came to join in the fun, so he didn't hide anything and told him what had happened.
Bu Che's face was ashen.
"That Tiger is really fierce. He's not very big, but he's extremely ruthless. But since Little Liu overheard this, the shopkeeper could only apologize and swallow this bitter pill. As for our guy's life... sigh, it's not his life."
Bu Che let out a breath: "Didn't you report it to the authorities?"
Upon hearing this, the waiter gave Bu Che a strange look: "Sir, you jest. Little Liu doesn't have a household registration, so reporting it to the authorities won't do any good. Besides, the government might side with someone else..."
The new waiter shook his head, seemingly helpless at Bu Che's naive words, and went to help Bu Che cut the beef without saying anything more.
The new waiter brought over the beef, but instead of offering a small pot of warm rice wine like Xiao Liu had, he didn't say anything nice either, and Bu Che didn't mind.
"Help me wrap up this meat. Brother, do you know where Little Liu lives?"
Bu Che asked a question.
The waiter looked at Bu Che with surprise, but didn't say anything. He simply told Bu Che the address of the waiter, Xiao Liu.
After packing up the beef, Bu Che quickly left the restaurant, his heart churning with anger. His fingers clenched so tightly that the veins on his arms bulged.
Following the address given by the man, we arrived at Xiao Liu's residence.
At the end of Seli Street, in a dilapidated residential area, Bu Che found the location and knocked on the door.
The door opened, and a woman in a tattered cotton-padded jacket appeared, staring at Bu Che warily.
Bu Che explained his purpose, saying that he was a friend of Xiao Liu and had come to find him.
Upon hearing this, the woman breathed a sigh of relief: "Little Liu is an orphan, it's rare for him to have friends. Come in, this time Little Liu committed a crime and was beaten. The other party was too ruthless, I'm afraid..."
Bu Che entered the courtyard, where many families lived together. Xiao Liu's room was in a corner, the door slightly ajar, and a strong smell of medicine wafted out.
Bu Che's face was so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.
He pushed open the door and stepped into the room. The room was very clean and tidy. On the bed, Xiao Liu's face was as pale as paper, his chest was deeply sunken, and his eyes seemed to have lost their light.
"Brother Liu!" Bu Che called out in a low voice.
Xiao Liu snapped out of her daze, turned her head with difficulty, and when she saw Bu Che, her eyes regained their light, and she seemed to be excited and wanted to get up.
But any movement caused him to be in great pain, cough up blood, and then vomit blood continuously.
"Don't move, just lie there."
Bu Che quickly helped him lie down, and looking at the appearance of the waiter Xiao Liu, an inexplicable anger surged within him.
He took out wild ginseng from the package, broke off a few ginseng roots, and fed them to Xiao Liu, not daring to give him too much.
After taking the ginseng, Xiao Liu's complexion improved significantly.
"Brother Che, I'm fine... I just need to rest for a few days," Xiao Liu said with a wry smile.
"It was my fault. I accidentally bumped into the cup while eavesdropping, which made a noise and got me noticed..."
"But don't worry, Che-ge, I didn't say it had anything to do with you. I'll take responsibility for this all by myself."
Xiao Liu said, panting.
"Stop talking, I'll go find a doctor." Bu Che patted Xiao Liu on the shoulder, telling him to get some rest.
He then left the house to find a doctor.
Upon arriving at the famous pharmacy on Seli Street, Bu Che directly invited a doctor to make a house call, with the consultation fee alone costing twenty peace coins.
When they rushed to Xiao Liu's residence with the doctor.
The woman saw Bu Che and hesitated to speak.
Bu Che had a bad feeling. When he entered Xiao Liu's room, he found Xiao Liu lying on the bed. Her hands, which were covered with calluses at a young age, hung down outside the quilt and she was not moving.
There was no sound.
boom--
Bu Che felt a muffled buzzing sound in his head.
The doctor rushed over to take Xiao Liu's pulse and examine his injuries, then sighed.
"This was done by a martial arts master who had reached the level of internal strength. A surge of energy coursed through his body, shattering his internal organs. The fact that he was able to live for just a few more moments was thanks to the two or three wild ginseng roots you fed him."
"Even if you give him a whole wild ginseng, it won't help. His internal organs have already started to rot due to the damage caused by the energy. Even a god couldn't save him."
The doctor shook his head and sighed helplessly.
"Young man, you did your best."
He took out twenty coins from his sleeve as a house call tip, handed them back to Bu Che, and then walked away.
"Brother, Xiao Liu asked me to pass on a message to you."
"Tomorrow, Xiabu Village, midnight, Zhang's sister."
The woman said she didn't know what these words meant, but she said them anyway because Xiao Liu had asked her to.
Bu Che's eyes were somewhat blank. He took out a silver coin and asked the woman to help settle Xiao Liu, ignoring the fact that the woman said a silver coin was too much to handle for Xiao Liu, who did not have a Tianmu City household registration.
Bu Che darted out of Xiao Liu's residence at lightning speed.
He walked blankly through the snow and ice, the cold snow landing on the base of his neck, its biting chill slowly bringing him back to his senses.
He looked up, and a snowflake swirled and landed on his brow. The mutated spirit throbbing in his brow seemed to roar, making his mind incredibly clear.
I am keenly aware that this world is a cannibalistic world, where life is incredibly fragile.
"Tiger Lord... Zhao Laizi..."
Bu Che closed his eyes and clenched his fist.
He trudged through the wind and snow and soon returned to the apprentices' courtyard.
Just as they arrived at the door, they ran into Zhao Laizi and his group, who were about to leave.