67: I grabbed this job.

The detection equipment at the Martial Arts University is different from that of Changtu County No.1 High School.

Changtu County No.1 High School's detection equipment is not activated all day; it is only turned on at specific times.

This is to reduce students' psychological pressure, allowing them to focus on training and discovering their attributes, keeping them hopeful for the Martial Arts and maintaining their best condition.

After all, even emotions can affect the level of attribute values, and the more tests conducted, the more psychological pressure there is.

But it's different once you reach the Martial Arts University.

Detection must be conducted continuously, allowing students to always know their attribute values.

This relates to an extremely important point: Cultivating Martial Skills.

Some Martial Skills require a specific attribute value to meet the standard.

Otherwise, forcibly Cultivating them could lead to unimaginable consequences.

For example, Shen Bei's Seven Stars Fist requires three attributes to reach above 20 points.

Even one point less, and it cannot be Cultivated.

Of course, which specific attributes a certain Martial Skill requires was also discovered and explored by Seniors.

In this process, it was inevitable that Martial Artists paid sacrifices and prices.

It can be said that every step of a Martial Skill is a bloody experience and Dao paved by the flesh and blood of Senior Martial Artists.

It is not an exaggeration to say that juniors like Shen Bei benefit from the legacy of Seniors.

Those Seniors who sacrificed their lives and deaths, leaving valuable wealth for future Martial Artists, are all worthy of respect and admiration.

Entering the detection hall.

There were quite a few students inside.

And all of them were second-year students waiting for detection.

Fortunately, there were also many detection devices, so Shen Bei didn't wait long before it was his turn.

He went to the counter, used his student ID, and submitted his detection application.

The staff member was a young married woman.

Her Face was beautiful, and she wore a well-tailored black suit skirt with a white shirt underneath, flesh-colored stockings, and high heels, with exquisite makeup, dressed like a mature, elite white-collar worker.

However, the young married woman was in low spirits and was crying while on the phone.

Listening in, it seemed like she had argued with her husband.

About what… a male best friend?

"Hello, I'd like to apply to use the detection equipment."

Shen Bei said.

The young married woman put down the phone, lifted her head, and the sorrow on her Face immediately eased, smiling like… a blooming chrysanthemum?

"Hello there, student."

The young married woman blinked.

"How good?" Shen Bei asked expressionlessly.

The young married woman: …

"Uh…" The young married woman paused, then walked out from behind the counter: "I, I'll take you to the detection."

They arrived at a corner of the detection hall.

While the equipment was starting up, the young married woman, having nothing else to do, started a conversation: "Student, do you think there's no such thing as pure friendship between men and women? My husband is so annoying, he keeps suspecting there's something going on between me and my male best friend."

Shen Bei rubbed his chin: "Between men and women… there is pure friendship."

"Right? You think so too, right?"

"The longer the marriage, the purer the friendship," Shen Bei added.

The young married woman: …

This sentence again left the young married woman speechless.

…

Half an hour later.

Shen Bei's attribute detection was complete.

Holding the attribute detection report, he walked out of the detection hall.

[Name: Shen Bei]

[Lingnan City Martial Arts University, First Year.]

[Strength: 47.]

[Physique: 45.]

[Spirit: 41.]

[Agility: 41.]

[Rating: First-Rank Martial Artist ★]

Compared to the last detection at Jian Tong's home, there wasn't much change; the increase was not significant.

This was unavoidable, as there were too many things happening before and after the start of school.

Too much time was squeezed.

Fortunately, after his performance during the military training last night, he had ample time in the past few days to work part-time and take on odd jobs.

As for the rating part.

Its value is neither great nor small.

The "★" following Martial Artist can increase.

It not only increases with time but also increases by completing tasks.

More ★ indicate that the Martial Artist is an old hand in terms of combat experience, coping ability, self-mastery, and various other aspects within that grade.

It's somewhat similar to the relationship between "military rank" and "military position" in the military.

Relatively speaking, if two First-Rank Martial Artists undertake the same task.

One has ★, and the other has ★★★.

Employers prefer to hire ★★★.

No other reason, they have more experience.

★ are all greenhorns like Shen Bei…

Next.

Shen Bei noted down his attribute values and threw the detection report into the shredder.

He had just left.

When he ran into Yu Hao head-on.

Shen Bei tried to meet Yu Hao's gaze with his own.

But damn, Yu Hao was cross-eyed; no matter how powerful or awesome you were, you couldn't get Yu Hao to look you straight in the eye.

The two brushed past each other.

Yu Hao's voice was a bit distorted: "Shen Bei, watch your back recently."

"What, are you going to give me money? I never refuse anything," Shen Bei responded.

"I'm afraid you won't live to spend it."

Shen Bei smiled silently and walked straight away.

…

Shen Bei crossed the sports field and headed straight out of school.

Work!

Earn attribute points!

At this time, on the sports field, the first-year students had already lined up early, baking in the sun.

Any slight sway in their standing posture would be met with a small whip from the instructor.

They screamed in pain.

Teachers on the side were also pleading with the instructors, urging them not to hurt the students.

But General Training Instructor Cheng Liaoyuan didn't give Face at all, loudly proclaiming: "You want to Cultivate Martial Artists, but the country wants Martial Artists with firm will and indomitable spirit! It's just standing posture; sweating is better than bleeding!"

All the teachers rolled their eyes.

This was the difference in their philosophies.

The teachers' task was to Cultivate Martial Artists with qualified attributes.

As for whether a Martial Artist's will was firm or their combat ability, that had absolutely nothing to do with their performance.

"Hey, hey? What's going on with that student? Not only is he late, but he's not even doing military training? Too arrogant! Instructor Cheng, are you going to do something about it? Deduct class points!"

A teacher, upon seeing Shen Bei's figure, immediately protested.

General Training Instructor Cheng Liaoyuan's Face twitched slightly, his lips tightly sealed, showing an arrogant demeanor, and he finally said: "Class points cannot be deducted, because, he… he… he…"

Several teachers awaited the rest of the sentence.

What about him?

Just say it!

"My stomach hurts, I'm leaving first." General Training Instructor Cheng Liaoyuan directly passed the buck and ran off.

The teachers almost choked, turning to look at Professor Gu Xinrou.

Professor Gu Xinrou: …

At this moment, Du Ziteng in the queue vaguely heard what sounded like the instructor calling his name, and immediately stepped forward: "I'm here!"

The other instructors' mouths twitched, and one whipped him: "Instructor Cheng said 'stomach hurts' ( stomachache), not your name, Du Ziteng!"

Du Ziteng: …

"Extra training! Run ten laps!"

"W-why?"

"If you can't even hear words correctly, how will you understand orders from superiors on the battlefield! You'll get your teammates killed, you know!"

The officer roared: "If you talk back again, twenty laps!"

Du Ziteng shivered.

…

Lingnan City Labor Market.

Shen Bei quickly blended in with the surrounding laborers.

No matter where you are in the country, as long as you are down-to-earth, you can quickly integrate into the labor community.

After chatting and laughing for a while.

A slick-haired boss with a big slicked-back hairstyle came to recruit laborers.

Shen Bei was about to step forward to grab the job.

A middle-aged laborer pulled him back, winking and saying earnestly: "This boss's nickname is Lei Laohu, don't—"

Shen Bei had no time to listen to him ramble.

Don't grab the job, right?

Must grab it!