1: Awakening Daily Settlement Panel

“Shen Bei! What do you mean by handing in a blank history paper? Is it because you're afraid of tampering with history?”

Changtu County, First High School, Class Three.

Teacher Professor Gu Xinrou, dressed in an elegant off-the-shoulder long dress, stood at the podium.

She picked up a piece of chalk, blew on it, and with a flick of her slender, delicate fingers, it accurately struck Shen Bei on the forehead, who was zoning out in the last row of the classroom.

“Ow! What was that for?!”

Shen Bei rubbed his reddened forehead and cried out.

The other students all looked at Shen Bei, chuckling softly:

“The Martial Arts Exam is coming up, and Shen Bei still has time to daydream.”

“He’s given up on himself. His four-dimensional attributes don't meet the standard, so he can't become a Martial Artist. He’ll just be a commoner.”

“He doesn’t even study liberal arts properly. How will he find a job in the future?”

“Then your worry is unnecessary. Shen Bei has already entered society early. Yesterday, I even saw someone hiring him to carry cement bricks, working part-time.”

“Does that mean he can’t afford to eat?”

…

At this moment, Teacher Professor Gu Xinrou’s narrow, crescent-shaped eyebrows twisted a few times.

Her gaze swept coldly across the students in the classroom. She motioned for silence and said in a scolding tone:

“No matter what, Shen Bei earns his living with his own two hands. Who are you to criticize him?”

The students stuck out their tongues, hunched their shoulders, and said no more.

But Professor Gu Xinrou wasn’t about to let Shen Bei off the hook. She shook the paper, which was cleaner than her face, and questioned:

“Shen Bei, you explain this to me. It’s one thing to give up on the Martial Arts, but you’re slacking off in liberal arts too?”

Shen Bei smacked his lips: “Teacher, it’s a misunderstanding!”

“What misunderstanding?”

“There were no other test-takers around me. I had nowhere to copy from.”

Professor Gu Xinrou’s beautiful eyes widened instantly. She tilted her jade-like neck, a look of astonishment on her face.

She suppressed the nameless anger in her heart and waved her hand: “Go, stand in the hallway for me!”

Shen Bei shrugged, and under the mocking gazes of the other students, he left the classroom.

But Shen Bei didn't obediently stand in the hallway as punishment.

Instead, he pushed open a first-floor window and jumped out.

He skipped class!

He followed the lush green grove, along the forest path, sprinting a few steps, climbing over the wall, and slipping out of campus.

Shen Bei found an empty spot and immersed his Divine Sense.

A line of text popped up in the corner of his eye.

【Yesterday's settlement rewards are as follows:】

【Completed 1 hour of unloading work, gained Money +100, Physique +1, Strength +1】

【Completed 1 hour of food delivery work, gained Money +40, Movement Speed +1, Driving Skill +1】

【Completed 1 hour of dog walking and poop scooping work, gained Money +20, Strength +1, Spirit +1】

Just now, in class.

Shen Bei wasn't just spacing out with an empty mind.

As a Transmigrator, he had suddenly awakened the Daily Settlement Panel!

This world was vastly different from the Blue Star where Shen Bei came from.

It was a world plagued by Yao Beasts, frequent Dungeons, where Martial Artists were revered, and the strong reigned supreme.

If one couldn't become a Martial Artist, they could only engage in menial, fringe jobs.

Even in this world, if you wanted to become a civil servant and your competitor was a Martial Artist, then... sorry, you're out of luck.

The daily news was either about a Martial Artist's Breakthrough or a Martial Artist attacking a Dungeon.

The main theme of ordinary people's lives was two words: just survive.

After Transmigration, Shen Bei's four-dimensional attributes were severely below standard.

They didn't even meet the average passing line of other students.

Wanting to get into a martial arts university was practically a pipe dream.

Therefore, Shen Bei had once given up on the idea of becoming a Martial Artist.

Moreover, at the time of his Transmigration, he was already “powerless.”

He was merely holed up in a small, dilapidated house, with very little savings.

Under duress, Shen Bei went out to work yesterday to save up some money for daily necessities.

But he never expected that today, by a strange twist of fate, he would trigger the Awakening of the Daily Settlement Panel!

“I carried cement and moved bricks yesterday. That’s heavy labor. Not only did it give me extra money, but it also increased my Physique and Strength!”

“Delivering food and climbing stairs increasing movement speed also makes sense. Driving skill… my electric bike skills are top-notch.”

“Walking the dog… that husky was indeed hard to pull, so it increased my Strength.”

“That husky’s poop stank terribly, damaging my spirit, and then it compensated me with Spirit +1.”

After a simple analysis, Shen Bei was extremely excited.

With this cheat, Shen Bei felt that he could try to make a splash in the Martial Arts Exam and get into a martial arts university!

“As long as I keep working, a comeback is a sure thing!”

Shen Bei’s eyes sparkled, and he instantly felt an urge to get his hands dirty.

He just wanted to move bricks and work!

It was not an easy task to get into a martial arts university.

The basic attribute requirements for candidates were quite high.

The comprehensive attribute value must not be lower than 60 points.

Moreover, this was a fluctuating indicator.

If a Prodigy student emerged in this year's Martial Arts Exam, this comprehensive attribute value would be further raised.

The last time Shen Bei had his attribute values tested at school, they were simply unbearable to look at.

Strength: 10

Physique: 11

Spirit: 11

Agility: 10

All in all, only 42 points.

A difference of 18 points from the average standard of previous years' Martial Arts Exam!

And for ordinary students, wanting to improve any attribute, even by a single point, was extremely difficult.

This required consuming various Medicinal Pills to forcibly enhance them.

But Medicinal Pills were not cheap, costing tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions per pill.

Not something an average family could afford.

Of course, some students might have a very high attribute in one area, reaching 30 or even 40.

For example, Shen Bei's deskmate, Jian Tong.

Her Spirit attribute was as high as 40 points.

It truly made others envious.

This single item alone was enough to reach the threshold of the Martial Arts Exam.

But now, at this very moment,

Shen Bei no longer needed to envy anyone. Although he started with a bad hand and a low starting point,

His potential was high!

He didn't need to eat expensive Medicinal Pills or spend money.

He could even improve his attribute values while earning money!

Far ahead of the competition!

At this moment, Shen Bei had no mind for class.

Studying?

Studying would only delay him from becoming a Martial Artist!

He rolled up his sleeves and ran straight to the Labor Market to find work.

The Labor Market in this world was similar to that on Blue Star.

There were carpenters, bricklayers, plasterers, plumbers…

There were also commoners like Shen Bei who could exert some strength.

Of course, there were also commoners lying in the corner, sleeping soundly, working one day and playing for three.

Unable to become a Martial Artist, all avenues for advancement were blocked, so it was no wonder these people would give up.

Shen Bei knew in his Ming Mirror that for this Daily Settlement Panel to meet its settlement conditions, it had to involve working.

Working out at the gym definitely wouldn't count.

It lacked the requirement of earning money.

Being hired was essential.

Shen Bei hadn't been squatting for work for long.

A minivan stopped at the entrance of the Labor Market.

A bald boss, clutching a small leather bag, jumped out of the driver's seat and yelled, stretching his neck:

“Come, come, one laborer needed. The job is to demolish a wall. The wall isn't big. 120 will be paid after it's done.”

This job wasn't bad, and the quote was normal.

Many laborers immediately swarmed forward, raising their hands:

“Boss, I’ll go, I’ll go!”

“I’m strong, and I work super fast!”

“Damn it, if you’re so strong, why don’t you become a Martial Artist? Boss, don’t listen to him bragging, he’s as thin as a stick. Choose me, I only want 110!”

“I’ll do it for 100!”

“Holy cow, it’s getting competitive!”

…

At this moment, Shen Bei quickly slipped into the minivan's driver's seat, started the engine, put it in gear, and honked the horn:

“Boss, let’s go!”

The bald boss was stunned, then chuckled, opened the passenger door, and got in.

“You’re an interesting kid. You’re hired, let’s go!”