Translator: Sparrow Translations  Editor: Sparrow Translations
Lu Shu packed his crate full with 49 stinky tofu, then walked out in the early morning.
He considered business today as testing the waters, to see how many pieces of stinky tofu he could sell in the morning. Would he be able to finish selling all 49?
It should be possible, seeing that this street was one of the more popular gathering areas for the residents. With family homes to both the north and south of the street, this place was considered to be quite populated.
Lu Xiaoyu was still in a deep slumber as he left the house, and as he stepped out, he noticed his old neighbor, who was never seen out of the house, honing his swordsmanship.
The two courtyards were separated by a low wooden fence, so everything could be seen clearly.
The sword was slow, to the extent which Lu Shu suspected if he was the same man in the same group of metahumans as Zhi Wei. Obviously, it looked like an old manâs recreational training with a sword.
And at this moment, he suddenly felt a strange wave of energy. This was different from any other wave he had felt from anyone else. This wave seemed like⌠It naturally belonged to the heaven and earth.
Could he be a metahuman?
Lu Shu greeted him energetically, âGood morning Sir.â
The old man stopped his movements and looked at Lu Shu, whose complexion looked much better and wasnât coughing perpetually anymore. The medicine pots and flasks from the auntie were also kept away.
Lu Shu also felt that this was a good thing. At least Lu Xiaoyu didnât have to go to bug their neighbors for medicine, it was really too embarrassingâŚ
The old man smiled calmly, âLittle Shu going to set up your shop so early?â
âYeah, I still have to earn money for Xiaoyu and my school fees.â Lu Shu continued to ask curiously, âSir, if I may ask, what is it that you are practicing?â
He asked this because of the wave he felt just now. This man in front of him and Zhi Wei, both of them probably did not think that he had already awakened.
âSwordplay.â The old man replied.
Ahah, Lu Shu almost threw a stinky tofu at him and thought, âWhat a cheeky reply, of course, I know youâre practicing swordplay!â
The old man laughed and glanced at him, âItâs just swordplay, basically, the most profound of human theories can be learned under the guise of the sword. Do you want to learn?â
Lu Shu thought, âWow, now that you put it so incredibly,â He was rather tempted to learn. If this old man was really a metahuman, it could be a good idea for Lu Shu to learn from this old man. After all, he was currently lacking in some offensive ability.
But now that the black coats were a formidable and stable group, Lu Shu could not figure out what this Zhi Wei was doing and did not want to get himself involved.
Moreover, it was very unlike this old man to be practicing with his sword here in the early morning, and to ask Lu Shu if he was interested after a few short exchanges? There was obviously something wrong here.
Which was why Lu Shu could only reject, âNope.â
Lu Shu then carried his crate and walked off, another update appeared, âFrom Li Xianyiâs distress, +199âŚâ
Oh, so the old man is called Li Xianyi.
After Lu Shu left, a woman came out from the house, âHe doesnât want to learn?â
âHis character, aptitude, determination are all very suitable. I donât have much time left.â Li Xianyi said calmly while holding onto his sword.
âHe used to be very weak. Iâm not sure what he had been through, but it seems like his physique has improved suddenly. It is likely that he holds a deep secret in his heart as well.â The woman behind Li Xianyi said.
Li Xianyi gazed at the clouds over the horizon, and said calmly, âHow many secrets must a person have to experience an amazing life? You have secrets, I too have secrets, so does Zhi Wei and other members of the Golden Foundation. No one can live long without secrets.â
âMaybe what was lost could be recovered with time, and Zhi Wei and the rest could once again obtain those lost pillsâŚâ the auntie hesitated before saying.
Li Xianyi shook his head, âwe shouldnât put our hopes on something so impossible. The legends I carry with me cannot be stopped at my hands.â
âBut heâs one year too old and missed the optimal training age,â the auntie thought for a moment before replying.
âThatâs okay,â Li Xian Yi smiled as the silk robes he was wearing swayed with the morning breeze and seemed to be about to fly away.
The auntie added on, âBut heâs not interested in learning.â
At this moment, Lu Shu, who had already set up his stall, received another update âfrom Li Xianyiâs distress, +99âŚâ
He pondered over this for quite a while but was still confused. What kind of situation is this? Iâve already walked all the way here and thereâs still distress points incoming?
Forget it, selling stinky tofus was more important.
As soon as Lu Shu opened the crate, Uncle Li and the rest immediately stopped breathingâŚ
But Lu Shu also noticed that everyone wasnât contributing new distress points. Seemed like although the smell was a little pungent, everyone was still able to bear with it.
That Mischief System of his was quite accurate and if everyone was lying about not being bothered by the smell, heâd be able to tell.
As passersby started appearing, the distress points being generated exploded once again. Lu Shu was hoping for the distress points to exceed 14k and with 14 celestial fruits and one night of training, he could finally light up the 7th star.
With a new âmass-killing weaponâ, Lu Shuâs attitude had changed. He used to aim to achieve the first nebula within half a month but now, he could not wait to complete it tonight.
In the past, Lu Shu never felt anything when watching the people walk by on the streets. The world was cold. Passers-by come and go and had nothing to with others.
But now, it was different. Every individual that walked by was money!
People as precious resources, this was the backbone of technology!
The gleam in Lu Shuâs eyes was just like a kidnapper looking at a small child.
Some of the old customers from the day before saw Lu Shuâs stall and come over to buy a serving. The systemâs products were always of premium quality and there were already regular customers on the second day.
In the blink of an eye, half the stinky tofus were sold which made Lu Shu worry. He could probably still earn over 14k distress points today but in the future, with more regular customers, wouldnât the stinky tofus be sold out too quickly?
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The money would still be earned but the distress points would not.
This was awkward. He couldnât possibly tell everyone, âPlease leave, Iâd like to slowly sell my stinky tofus.â
Wait, Lu Shu had missed out on one thing. He single-mindedly only wanted to use the 14k distress points to complete the 7th star but forgot that he needed points for the lottery too. Only by spending on the lottery could he continue his stinky tofu business the next day.
In other words, he still lacked 3000-5000 distress pointsâŚ
Seemed like he had to rely on his adorable classmates againâŚ