277: No work, nothing

The Zha Tian Gang Four-person Group ignored Shen Bei and walked past him.

Shen Bei's fist unclenched.

“Oh, isn't this Shen Bei?”

Du Ziteng stopped, greeting him with a cheerful smile.

Shen Bei was a little suspicious: “With that look of yours, like you're itching for a fight, are you going to raise hell?”

Qi Chuanyu's crooked nose looked a bit comical, and also a bit menacing: “Don’t worry about it, just watch me beat him up.”

“Explain it more clearly.”

Niu Yanben chimed in: “Wan Cheng Tian challenged us to a fight, saying he wouldn't be done until he beat us to our knees, calling him 'dad'. He even specifically asked for you, but with four of us against one of him, do we really need you?”

Shen Bei hummed, realizing something was off: “The Xingchen Martial Arts Club has disbanded. Logically, Wan Cheng Tian should be avoiding you, so why would he cause trouble?”

Shen Bei was puzzled; if anyone was going to cause trouble, it should be him.

Why were they fighting with Qi Chuanyu and the others?

Liao Zhongyang scratched the back of his head and said: “Didn't Niu Yanben and Du Ziteng get ambushed? So we ambushed Wan Cheng Tian on campus and beat him up badly. He probably wasn't convinced, so he called us to challenge us to a fight.”

Qi Chuanyu waved his hand: “Go, go, Shen Bei, don’t bother. What’s a Rank Four like Wan Cheng Tian showing off for? We’ll beat him every time he comes.”

Shen Bei didn't hesitate for too long. After weighing his options, he replied with a very confident tone: “Just don’t make me pay four separate gifts at once.”

Qi Chuanyu almost spat blood, pointing at Shen Bei and saying to the others: “Look at him, is that something a human would say? I'm truly speechless. We just stepped out and already bad luck. Let's go, let's go, or we'll miss the Number Two bus.”

The four of them rolled their eyes at Shen Bei and walked towards the school gate with an arrogant stride.

Shen Bei clicked his tongue.

He didn't pay much attention.

Although their strength was not as good as his, they still had brains.

When it was time to back down, they would definitely back down.

Things like 'face' were worthless in their eyes.

If they dared to go, they must have made an estimate and had some confidence.

Otherwise, they would definitely drag him along to fight.

Shen Bei watched the four of them board the Number Two bus at the school gate, then shrugged.

He turned and got into the Number Five bus, heading to the Labor Market.

Shen Bei's daily life was so monotonous.

When he wasn't Cultivating Martial Skills, he was doing odd jobs.

He was constantly increasing his strength.

As for going to school…

That was a side job.

Before long, Shen Bei got off at the Labor Market.

This time, Shen Bei didn't wander around the periphery of the Labor Market.

He went directly into the building.

Generally speaking, jobs inside the building were more high-end.

At least they were all skilled trades.

Things like welders, fitters, lathe operators, graphic designers, etc., all required a certain level of technical skill.

Outside were all manual laborers, earning money by exerting physical strength.

Today, Shen Bei wanted to try a different job. He asked the staff for a blank poster.

He quickly wrote on it.

“University student, proficient in mathematics, physics, and chemistry, seeking a tutor position for third-grade elementary school students.”

He also hung his student ID on it.

Shen Bei planned to improve his Fifth Dimension 'learning' attribute.

According to Shen Bei's plan, once Bai Wei had news, he would definitely enter the dungeon.

Dungeon language would become an urgent matter.

But Shen Bei's cultural knowledge was truly abysmal; he knew it himself, like a Ming Mirror.

Forcing himself to cram would definitely not work.

He could only improve his Fifth Dimension Attribute to quickly learn the dungeon language through a roundabout way.

Therefore, a tutoring job was perfect.

Shen Bei had one tutoring experience when he was doing odd jobs in Changtu County.

The settlement panel's feedback was an increase in learning ability.

This was also why Shen Bei could quickly comprehend things during his Cultivation.

But this attribute was not enough. Martial Skills were translated texts, but dungeon language was not.

Therefore, Shen Bei needed to find such a job.

He walked around the building holding the sign for a while.

And Shen Bei actually found one.

It was a woman in her thirties, with long wavy hair, long legs and a slender waist, charming Phoenix eyes, deep dimples on her face, and a mouth that always unconsciously curved upwards, making her look a bit sharp.

“University student?” the woman asked, looking at Shen Bei's sign.

Shen Bei nodded: “Specializing in tutoring third-grade elementary school.”

“Can't handle fourth grade?”

“I can, and fifth grade is also a piece of cake.”

Shen Bei's expression was calm, and he spoke unhurriedly.

Shen Bei didn't care about the teaching results; it was temporary anyway.

As long as he could activate the panel, that was enough!

Shen Bei then asked: “What grade is your child in?”

“Third grade.”

“Perfect match!” Shen Bei rubbed his hands: “This is my student ID, genuine. How should I address you?”

“Just call me Huang Jie.”

Huang Jie reached out and looked at Shen Bei's student ID: “Shen Bei…”

“That's right, have you heard of me? I'm quite famous.”

Huang Jie shook her head: “Every day, besides playing mahjong and getting beauty treatments, I don't care about other things.”

Shen Bei: …

“Then we'll try it for one day, 200 yuan. If my child thinks you're good, we'll continue; if not, then forget it.”

“No problem.”

Anyway, Shen Bei hadn't planned on doing it long-term.

The two left the Labor Market.

Shen Bei thought Huang Jie looked like a rich person, with some money to spare.

But he didn't expect to underestimate her.

Huang Jie pressed a car key, and the lights of a Panamera parked by the roadside flashed.

After getting in the car.

Shen Bei curiously asked: “Huang Jie, what does your family do? So lavish!”

Huang Jie's expression was calm, and she merely said: “I don't know what my husband does, but he's a Martial Artist. I don't care what he does, as long as he brings money home.”

Shen Bei uttered an “Oh.”

It seemed their marriage wasn't very harmonious.

Shen Bei livened up the atmosphere, chuckling: “Huang Jie is so outstanding, is there anyone who wants to save themselves decades of detours?”

Huang Jie slapped the steering wheel and burst out laughing: “Of course there are, but anyone who dares to have ideas about me, my husband will make them disappear.”

Shen Bei cupped his hands: “My apologies, I wouldn't dare offend a Martial Artist.”

“Good that you know.”

…

After driving for more than twenty minutes.

They arrived at a villa complex built against a mountain in the city.

Each villa was a private estate, grand and luxurious.

Everywhere exuded an aura of 'poor people, stay away'.

Even the security guards at the gate were tall, at least 1.8 meters, and impeccably dressed.

The car drove up to a villa.

This villa had two garages.

Huang Jie rummaged through her bag, pulling out several remote controls, pressing them one by one at the garage door.

Shen Bei's mouth twitched: “Quite a few properties…”

Huang Jie pressed five or six remote controls, and the left garage door finally opened: “Why wouldn't you buy property if you have money? By the way, I just found out about this property the day before yesterday. I didn't even know my husband had a house here before.”

Shen Bei exclaimed: “It couldn't be…”

“If I catch a mistress,” Huang Jie pulled out several stacks of money and shook them: “I'm giving you a temporary task: beat her up for me!”

Shen Bei: …

After getting out of the car.

Huang Jie's phone suddenly rang.

“Hello, husband?”

“I'm shopping in Zhongjie.”

“Nonsense, of course I'm with the child.”

“Stop nagging, I'm done.”

Huang Jie hung up the phone and snorted: “Still checking up on me, what a nuisance.”

They entered the villa through the small garage door.

Shen Bei saw a child doing homework.

Without Huang Jie even needing to instruct him, Shen Bei immediately got to work.

He began to tutor the child with his homework.

Huang Jie was somewhat pleased, leaning against the French window, occasionally glancing outside, seemingly intending to catch her husband cheating.

“Question: Father, Grandfather, Uncle, Grandmother. One of them is different. Who is it?”

Shen Bei pointed at the question in the textbook.

Shen Bei really wanted to report the Ministry of Education.

This topic was too suggestive.

How could organs be brought up?

The question was simple, and Shen Bei guided the child's thinking to get the answer.

Then there were some math problems, which were incredibly simple for Shen Bei.

But children of this age seemed to have holes in their brains.

No wonder parents went crazy and broke down; all sorts of wild ideas, but not a single correct approach.

Shen Bei suppressed the urge to tap the child's head and continued to patiently tutor him.

To put it bluntly, Huang Jie was paying for peace and quiet.

If Huang Jie were to tutor this child, she'd probably be fuming.

Unconsciously.

A braking sound came from the entrance.

Shen Bei heard it but didn't look up, still tutoring the child with homework.

It seemed Huang Jie had a catch today, finding a mistress.

But there was no rush; it was none of his business anyway. Shen Bei's job was to complete the tutoring and activate the daily settlement panel.

Just then.

Huang Jie hid behind the curtains, watching the minivan enter the right garage.

She tilted her head, crossed the living room, and walked towards the small door of the right garage.

This required passing through a long corridor.

She stood inside the small door for a while, confirming that the rolling shutter had come down and no one could escape, then directly pulled open the small door and started cursing: “You shameless wretch! You actually harbored—”

Before she could finish her sentence.

Huang Jie's tone abruptly stopped.

She saw several young people tumble out of the minivan.

Each of them had their arms tied, and their mouths stuffed with rags.

Their faces were bruised and purple, with thin, snake-like trails of blood seeping out.

“Why are you here?!”

“Husband, what, what's going on?”

“Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!”

“I—”

“Get back inside!”

At this moment, another young man jumped out of the passenger seat, nodding and bowing: “This must be sister-in-law? Hello, hello.”

Huang Jie stood rigidly in place, at a loss for words.

Her husband then pushed up his eye mask, pulled open the basement door, and waved his hand.

The young man quickly and deftly threw the four tied-up people down.

“See your sister-in-law inside,” Huang Jie's husband instructed.

Then, Huang Jie's husband turned and entered the basement.

The young man pointed with one hand, smiling and saying: “Sister-in-law, this way, please.”

“What exactly are you doing?” Huang Jie asked with a trembling voice.

“It's nothing, nothing. Just some friction between people in the Dao. We just invited them over for some tea.”

The young man pulled open the small door leading into the villa and ushered Huang Jie into the corridor.

“Is this your first time here, sister-in-law?” The young man's face was full of smiles: “Actually, sister-in-law is overthinking. My brother isn't that kind of person. He's devoted to you and hasn't kept any other women. You can definitely rest assured about that.”

Passing through the corridor, they arrived at the living room.

Only then did the young man notice that there were two other people in the living room with their backs to him.

“Who are they…?” The young man's voice was faint as he whispered.

“A tutor we hired to help the child with homework.”

“Oh, that's a waste of money. I'm a university student too.”

The young man took a few steps back, intending to send the tutor away.

This was not a place for outsiders.

Not to mention a tutor, even Huang Jie and the child had to leave.

“Excuse me, how much do you charge for a day? I'll pay you now, please leave.”

The young man pulled out money without lifting his head or opening his eyes, counting the bills.

When the money was thrust into the tutor's face.

The tutor looked up.

Only then did the young man see clearly.

His face was utterly shocked, he stood dumbfounded, his pupils suddenly dilated, and his eyes were filled with extreme shock and disbelief:

“How is it you?!”

Shen Bei tilted his head, also with a hint of surprise: “Wan Cheng Tian?”

Shen Bei turned to look at Huang Jie: “Is this your husband?”