Cosmic Demon

Chapter 41: Being a human is hard, being a dog is hard

The entire testing process, from start to finish, takes less than forty minutes.

As the vibrating hum of the instrument gradually subsided, the cantilever rotated and the cabin opened.

Qin Shi jumped out, took a long breath, and put on short-sleeved shirt and long pants quickly.

"As I expected, the growth progress displayed on the panel and the accurate data fed back are exactly the level of my own vitality."

Fifteen o'clock!
Close to the passing line for amateur eighth dan!

Qin Shi clasped his palms together and clenched his fists.

The strong tendons hidden beneath the skin and in the flesh are like dormant dragons, full of powerful strength.

He clearly felt that the new stage of breaking through the tendon barriers had not completely ended.

It's just that there is not enough energy to fill this mortal body, causing it to temporarily fall into a "dormant" state.

"It's just like ordinary people who haven't exercised, they need to wake up the body and activate muscle groups through stretching exercises."

Qin Shi's eyes showed desire as he thought of the high-energy foods that only students in the elite classes could afford.

"Nutritional cream is still not good enough. It can only provide a feeling of fullness and ensure that you won't feel hungry."

Those students in the elite classes consume a maximum of about 250 grams of high-energy food per day.

If it were me, I could show off every day thanks to the achievement feature of [Overgrowth].

Then push your vitality up two or three points!

"Rich guys have their own way of training, and poor guys have their own way of training."

Qin Shi suppressed his distracting thoughts and continued to consolidate the foundation of his old martial arts and sprint towards the seven limits of his physical body.

Sooner or later you will catch up with the top students in the elite class!

"Assistant Qin, are you feeling unwell?"

Lin Yunqing asked with concern.

At this moment, in her eyes, Qin Shi was a walking mine of extraordinary value, and there must not be any mistake.

If big brother Lin Xiaohan hadn't entertained himself, it would be extremely difficult for a mortal body to have both "spirituality" and "activity".

If you have more of one, you should have less of the other.

Assistant Coach Xiao Qin is a freak who has both physical and spiritual strength. He might just be the next He Lanchan.

Even if it is not as good as the first generation of ten heroes and the young stone Buddha, it is still popular and loved by the public through marketing and packaging.

"Anyway, he won't be inferior to Yu Li. This kid, relying on the title of Feixian Lian Yixing's last disciple, was able to become the Rookie of the Stars Cup! Tens of millions in bonuses and hundreds of millions in endorsements every year! He's a crazy money-maker!"

Lin Yunqing secretly thought that there were too many "shining points" to be found in Qin Shi.

He has a humble background, outstanding appearance, and is a genius in the old martial arts field who cultivates both the body and the soul. He is an unparalleled genius who is qualified to pursue multiple paths such as martial artist, mechanic, and psychic!
“It feels good, no problems.”

Qin Shi silently crossed out the account of that bitch trying to force him to take the blame at the Youth Palace.

"I haven't thanked Mr. Lin for helping with the test yet. I'm really sorry for bothering you."

A comprehensive vitality test at a high-end training center or a large medical center would cost no less than a thousand yuan.

For Qin Shi, who believes that saving money is picking up money, this time he undoubtedly made a lot of money!
"No trouble, no trouble! We are all colleagues, helping each other is only natural!"

The corners of Lin Yunqing's mouth were harder to suppress than AK. He lowered them and then raised them again, smiling extremely brightly.

She touched her swollen eye sockets and thought that the punch was worth it!
Let me pick up this old Wu Tiancai from Assistant Teacher Xiao Qin!
"Assistant Qin, I think it's getting late..."

Lin Yunqing hinted wildly.

How can this bitch be so happy when she is beaten?
Won't it awaken some special fetish?

Looking at Teacher Lin touching his face happily, Qin Shi was puzzled.

He took over the conversation tactfully:

"Yeah, it's quite late. Teacher Lin, I should go back too..."

Lin Yunqing interrupted rudely and stepped forward:

“I mean, just stay.

Although I can't cook, there are some canned food at home that can be used as a makeshift meal.

It's not safe for a boy like you to take the bus home so late at night."

Qin Shi subconsciously took a half step back to avoid Lin Yunqing's ever-larger delicate face, thinking:

"Why do I feel like it's more dangerous to stay here? Is this bitch greedy for my body? If she loses in a fistfight, she's going to get back at me somewhere else?"

If we say that before the vitality test, Lin Yunqing's attitude towards him was curiosity and appreciation.

Now, it has become a kind of excessive enthusiasm and diligence.

It’s like the number one bootlicker who clocks in good morning and good night every day and asks the goddess if she wants milk tea!

This made Qin Shi add "masochistic nympho" before the two labels of "Tai'an rich lady" and "dog woman".

"No more."

He politely declined with a business smile on his face.

Are you kidding me? I have to work as a part-time waiter at Midnight Palace later!
How could I ignore the guaranteed two or three hundred yuan in tips and eat at your house?
woman?

Ha ha.

It will only affect the speed of my work!

"After a busy day, you need to fill your stomach."

Lin Yunqing knew very well that Qin Shi was immune to beauty, and seeing that her attempts to keep him were ineffective, she settled for the next best thing:

"I'll go open a few cans of high-energy food that United Group has launched. After you finish eating, I'll drive you home."

High-energy food?

Qin Shi paused as he pulled away, like a student being controlled by his elders with red envelopes during the Chinese New Year:
“Well, what Teacher Lin said makes sense, but I don’t have anything urgent to do.

Since you are here, you might as well try it. "

……

……

The tube-shaped building behind the No. 9 Middle School was the dormitory allocated for teachers and staff at that time.

Now most of them have moved out and moved into the family quarters which have more space and are equipped with heating equipment.

The area became deserted, and from the outside, only a few scattered lights were flickering, unable to illuminate the thick night.

Lao Liang was as usual, holding a half-drunk bottle of wine in his hand, and the words "Beicang" could be vaguely seen through his palm.

He held onto the stairs and slowly moved up.

The corridor on the fifth floor is dark and connects several single rooms.

The cool night breeze blew, and the clothesline with clothes hanging on it swung left and right. At first glance, it had a thrilling atmosphere like that of an old horror movie.

Lao Liang took out the deflated Limin cigarette box, took out the last cigarette, lowered his head and held it between his lips, but did not light it.

"I thought that with your cowardly character, you would never dare to see me again in this life."

He spoke to the man hidden in the shadows at the end of the corridor.

"Teacher, I'm sorry." Cheng Ze took a few steps forward, but then stopped.

The leader of Beiguan Street looked like a student who had made a mistake, feeling uneasy and anxious.

"Sorry? Haha, hahaha, so many years have passed, Cheng Ze, why are you still that cowardly?"

Lao Liang took the cigarette out of his mouth, stared at Cheng Ze standing in the dark, and kept laughing:

"How have you done me wrong? You studied at the Ninth Middle School for Children, you have a good physique and high talent, so I am willing to teach you a few outdated tricks.

You pay tuition, I teach you skills, it's business. If you took the wrong road, followed a group of hooligans, got into a fight and got expelled, it has nothing to do with me as a physical education teacher."

Cheng Ze hung his head, his shoulders trembling slightly, no longer showing the tough temperament that usually made people afraid to provoke him.

"You haven't done me any wrong. Between you and me, it's just that a cripple who used to be very successful took a fancy to a poor student with a similar background, and wanted to cultivate him from a sapling into something useful.

The ones you feel sorry for are your parents who gave birth to you and raised you. One of them drove a car to transport goods, while the other got up early to set up a stall to support your schooling.

As a result, you relied on your fists to fight with your so-called gangster brothers and injured others, which cost you thousands of dollars in medical expenses. "

Lao Liang's face was tense, like cold, hard cast iron:
"When you were detained, did you not see your parents kneeling down and begging for mercy? During the hospitalization, they went to take care of your excrement and urine, and delivered meals and vegetables every day, just to save the money of hiring a nurse.

You don’t even know that your parents were smiling and chatting with the principal, carrying mountain products and waiting for each teacher on their way home, wanting to give them some gifts in the hope that the school would not expel you.

Cheng Ze, your father used to be a foreman in a quarry. He was tall and strong. But for you, he knelt at the door of the principal's office and let his son break his spine after he had stood up for his whole life.

Cheng Ze's eyes turned red and he opened his mouth again and again, but he couldn't utter a word.

"Take down a street, be brave and win wealth! The boss of Beiguan Street, how majestic!

You worked on a ship with your relatives, fought for your boss, got into a murder case, and went to jail... When the hooligans on Old Factory Street mentioned these things, who wouldn't give them a thumbs up! They would praise you, Brother Ze, for being so righteous and loyal!"

Lao Liang was holding a bottle of wine and a cigarette, his eyes were like a sharp knife cutting into flesh:

"Your father drove long distances to support the family. He didn't sleep for days and nights, and his truck overturned in a ditch in Wuxiang.

You were in jail for several years, and your mother got up early to set up a stall, selling fried dough sticks and buns during the day, and went to the factory to paste paper boxes at night. She coughed up blood in the cold weather but was reluctant to buy medicine for you. She took the bus to visit you every month and brought you clothes and food.

Boss Ze, I heard that you're running the place at Midnight Palace, and it costs thousands of dollars to open drinks in one night.

If your parents were still alive, they would be relieved to see how successful you are!"

Lao Liang's eyes were like red-hot charcoal, so hot that Cheng Ze didn't dare to touch them.

After a long while, he could only stammer:
"Teacher, if I want to make a name for myself here, I have no other choice."

This sentence came out subconsciously, and Cheng Ze seemed to have regained control of his surging thoughts, and said in a hurried tone:

"I've been to Yancheng and Zhoucheng, and neither of them was like this! Do you know, teacher, Sun Touer, who lives across from my house, burned his hand while working on the boiler, and had it amputated because there was no cure. He wanted to make a living, so he went to carry coal, and ended up being crushed to death!
My dad was laid off, and he would go out every day with a sign in his hand, asking me to write, clean, clean the windows, and paint!

Aunt Xu who lives next door fell ill. Her daughter went to the hair salon and people gossiped about her. She even took poison!

I saw with my own eyes that a stretcher was covered with white cloth and the person was carried into the car... Teacher, rich people in the urban area who have broken limbs can go to the central city for treatment and get prosthetic limbs.

They use touch-screen phones, their computers are connected to the Internet, and there are movie theaters on the street that sell soda and popcorn..."

Cheng Ze clenched his cheeks tightly, his eyes regained some luster, and he looked straight at Lao Liang:

"I want to live that kind of life too! I don't want to struggle in the quagmire of Old Factory Street! In those years, I not only helped the boss with boxing, but also collected debts for him.

I burned other people's houses, cut off the hands and feet of those who defaulted on their debts, and beat those who couldn't pay their debts into concrete blocks... When you were teaching me boxing, you told me that the bad guys in Jiuchang Street were like wild dogs, waiting for the master dog to gnaw their bones.

But if you want to be kept, you have to know how to bite. The harder you bite, the more loyal you are, and the more your master likes you."

Lao Liang sighed softly, and his tense face relaxed:

"This is the reason why you are a dog. You don't need to explain it to a cripple like me.

I would rather have a hard time, at least I can stand up straight for a while."

Cheng Ze retreated back into the dark shadows and turned his head away, not looking at the lame man who was teaching him how to hold the stance and stand in a fixed position.

He changed the subject:

"Teacher. I have seen Ah Shi. He is much stronger than me."

Lao Liang nodded, as if he understood what Cheng Ze meant:
"He studied hard and was admitted to a school in the metropolitan area. He worked hard to save money by working part-time and enrolled in my cram school. He learned how to fight, but he had no intention of competing in the ring... When he was young, he was not only better than you, but also better than me.

When I was learning martial arts, my master told me that people in the old martial arts were very temperamental, like having a sharp weapon in their chest, which they would pull out when something happened and would not stop until blood was drawn.

This is a good thing, but also a bad thing. I can’t control you, so I’m lame, and you can’t stand it, so you become a dog.”

Cheng Ze hummed, but did not refute:

“When I returned to Jiuchang Street a while ago, I always wanted to see my teacher.

Over the years, I've been on a ship, fought in a boxing job, been in jail, and been released from prison. It's not as glorious as others say. There were also times when my enemies chased me and hacked me across several streets.

I'm not afraid of anything, except dying in a foreign land and having no one to collect my body."

Lao Liang rubbed the tobacco with his fingertips and sniffed it:
"Don't worry, I ate a lot of your mother's free breakfasts back then. If that day comes, I will send your urn to Changshan Cemetery."

Cheng Ze smiled silently:

"Thank you, teacher. I know you look down on me and don't want to suffer poverty, but that's not a reason for me to be a bad boy and bite people.

But if I had to do it again, I think I would still take this path, or at most change the way I do things so that my parents can have a good life for a few days.

It is very difficult to get out of the mud and wash yourself clean. "

Lao Liang said nothing.

Cheng Ze retreated to the other side of the stairs:
“The big boss’s son is planning to take over the renovation project of the Old Factory Street, and it was also his idea to turn the No. 9 Middle School into a sports school.

Brother Hao is a very overbearing person. Teacher, you should be patient if you can. Don’t cause any conflict. He may not be willing to give me face.”

Lao Liang laughed at himself:

"I'm a cripple, who can I fight against? If he wants this school, just take it. The Qin family in Yancheng is well-known for their omnipotence. I've heard of it and know I can't afford to offend them."

Cheng Ze nodded:
"Brother Hao is very generous. He has set up a private school to train thugs and started a transportation business. He plans to swallow up the entire factory area in the eastern suburbs of Dangyang."

Lao Liang sneered:

"You are not satisfied with being the local emperor of Yancheng. You want to stretch your hands so far and share the cake of the metropolitan area? It is said that 'Chen and Lin occupy half of the world, and Qin and Zheng fill the streets.' Qin of Yancheng and Zheng of Zhoucheng are ultimately suppressed by Chen and Lin. With such a big appetite, be careful not to knock your teeth!"

Cheng Ze lit a cigarette and smoked it silently.

He bowed to Lao Liang, then turned and left.

"goodbye teacher."

Lao Liang's voice passed through the corridor and fell to the other end:
"If you can retire, then retire, Aze. I've heard from my master that in ancient times, wealthy families kept dogs to guard the house, and when they got old and useless, they would be slaughtered and their meat would be divided."

Cheng Ze did not stop or look back.

A moment later, he got into the waiting car downstairs, and the headlights pierced the front.

"Where did the high-beam dog come from!"

Glancing back at the speeding car, Qin Shi, who was carrying a bag, muttered softly and then walked towards the faculty dormitory.

He climbed up the stairs quickly, a few steps at a time.

"Master Liang! My vitality has increased again!"

Lao Liang finally held back and didn't light the Limin.

Looking at Qin Shi who came here late at night, a sincere smile appeared on his face:
"Come into the house and talk."

(End of this chapter)