After the darkness!

The next day, when I woke up in the morning, the house was already empty.

The sound of my parents' footsteps disappeared behind the security door at five in the morning, leaving behind warm milk and a few slices of seaweed toast on the kitchen counter.

Lin Yijue quickly ate several pieces of algae toast with milk, then changed into his school uniform, thought for a moment, put his boxing gloves into his schoolbag, and headed straight for school.

The morning class was a cultural class, or more accurately, a history class. After class, the teacher assigned a short quiz.

This test was essentially a diagnostic exam, covering almost the entirety of high school knowledge.

After filling in the simple questions, he quickly handed in his paper and left school without looking back.

As I walked out of the teaching building, groups of two or three students walked by, chatting and laughing. Vendors pushing food carts at the school gate began to loudly hawk their wares.

The air began to fill with the pungent, spicy smell of snacks like "fire chicken noodles" and "fried skewers".

After arriving at the carriage shop at the school entrance, Lin Yijue hailed an electric tricycle.

"How much does it cost to go to Hongpailou?"

"Ten dollars," the driver replied. "It's difficult to pick up returning passengers over there, so I need to return empty." He added.

"Okay." Lin Yijue nodded.

Although he didn't have money to pay for classes during this time, he didn't do nothing.

In this era, martial artists held a high status, which naturally spurred a series of related industries.

However, boxing clubs are not a large subcategory within this category. Not to mention affordable clubs for beginners.

Fortunately, the neighborhood where the school is located—Xinniu District—is a neighborhood that is very close to the inner city. There are many schools in the district, and all kinds of industries are very complete. There are indeed a few such businesses, all concentrated near Hongpailou.

Sitting on the electric tricycle, Lin Yijue touched the wad of cash in his pocket and looked out the window.

As the electric tricycle passed by a "time-honored noodle shop" with a peeling signboard, several workers in blue overalls squatted on small stools slurping noodles in the white steam rising from the steamer at the entrance, their chopsticks clattering against the rim of the bowls.

After quickly crossing a bridge, the streets became lively again, with rows of neatly arranged π-shaped shops lining both sides of the road.

The front section was lined with fruit and clothing vendors, but towards the back, it became a hub for training institutions.

Lin Yijue carefully examined the pale green talent tree in his field of vision.

"Talent Tree: Novice Boxer (Young Tree Stage)"

"Energy collection rate: 1%, number of evolution attempts: 1, evolutionary stage: insufficient information"

[Tree - Talented Boxer (White)]

【Ye - Double Strike (White)】

[Ye - Exceptional Endurance (White)]

There's no difference from before.

"If I receive formal combat training at the club and accumulate proficiency, I can continue to improve the sapling's condition. I just don't know if it will provide new talents or the talent attributes before the advancement." He felt a little uneasy, but also a little expectant.

"Of course, we must also be prepared for the worst, which is that even here we cannot find a way to accumulate energy. In that case, we can only place our hopes on collecting old items, such as old boxing gloves."

"With a few more similar boxing gloves, I can also accumulate energy."

Lin Yijue seemed to be deep in thought.

Why would a pair of worn-out boxing gloves have an entry? There are only two reasons: the raw materials and the users.

During this time, he went to many places, including large shopping malls and Lin Xiaofei's bedroom, but the only thing he actually saw with an entry was that pair of tattered boxing gloves.

This puzzled him somewhat.

Or is there something else he didn't consider?

Lin Yijue sat in the car, carefully organizing his information.

Unbeknownst to them, the electric tricycle slowed down.

"Young man, we've arrived at Hongpailou." The driver stopped the carriage and turned to Lin Yijue.

"Okay." He snapped out of his daze, jumped out of the car, and handed over the change.

The driver took the money, started the rickshaw, turned it around, and slowly drove away.

Lin Yijue looked ahead.

Hongpailou is an old street in Xinniu District, and it is famous for the huge red archway in front of it.

Once inside the archway, in addition to the roadway, there are pedestrian streets on both sides.

Unlike the cement roads for vehicles, the pedestrian streets are paved with light gray bricks.

The pedestrian street is lined with specially designed and renovated shops.

However, as you walk further into the street, the neighborhood becomes chaotic, with the original bricks and stones replaced by various pebbles.

This street is even more bustling than the area near the school, with pedestrians and vehicles constantly crossing back and forth.

Lin Yijue followed the information he had gathered and went forward.

However, they stopped when they passed through the Hongpailou archway.

There were many white paper notices posted on the walls of the building entrance, and a large crowd had gathered around.

This situation caused passersby to stop and linger.

Job Posting: Sanyuan Martial Arts School is hiring one physical training coach and one boxing coach. Applicants must hold a Level 1 martial arts certificate, be under 30 years old, and receive generous compensation. Salary negotiable. Contact number: XXXX

Job Posting: Whiteway Security Company is hiring a Security Supervisor. Requirements include a Level 4 Martial Arts Certificate, travel permit, and firearms license. Salary negotiable. Contact number: XXXX

Job Posting: ****

This is the GG section, similar to the old version of 58.com?

Beside Lin Yijue was an older woman with a child, who looked to be around ten years old. After reading the announcement, the woman patted the child's head.

"Ada, do you see? You need to work harder and get your martial arts certificate as soon as possible. Once you get the certificate, it will be easy to find a job. You know that your parents' family is just like this, and all our hopes are on you. Don't think about playing around while you're in school."

The boy clearly resisted these words, his head held high. "I know, I know, all you ever say is this, isn't it annoying!" With that, he flung his hand away and stormed past the woman.

The older woman was also unhappy to see this, saying, "You child, I'm only doing this for your own good! I wouldn't bother saying anything to anyone else!"

He then followed after them.

Lin Yijue remained standing in the same spot, showing great interest in the information on the job posting board.

"Wow, even a level one martial artist can easily find a job."

More than seventy years have passed since the Gregorian calendar was established, and the martial arts assessment system has become increasingly mature.

It can be divided into ten sections.

For example, passing the martial arts assessment for the first time will grant you a first-level ranking.

After that, each segment has its own special segment-setting task, and after completing the segment, you can also enjoy different preferential treatment.

However, the original owner did not have any specific information in his/her memories.

But no matter what, just like in my memory, the martial artists in this world are like college students in the 1990s of my previous life, truly having no worries about their future.

"This is Hongpailou, so the job postings here are all for martial artists. But Yijue? What are you doing here?"

Suddenly, a voice came from the side.

Lin Yijue looked up toward the source of the sound and saw a familiar figure.

She was wearing a white tracksuit, had neat short hair, and had a very delicate appearance.

Because of her fair skin, well-defined features, and the absence of acne, she looks very pleasant.

Beside her was a strong man of similar age.

The latter had wheat-yellow skin, short hair, and a angular face; he was also very sunny and handsome.

Lin Yijue recognized the person who came. To be precise, just seeing the other person brought back many fragments of the original owner's memories.

"Luo Wen? You guys are here too. I just came to check it out. What about you?" Lin Yijue replied casually.

"We're just strolling around. We're here for a martial arts tutoring class. There's a really good one here; the teacher has mastered the 'Eighteen Forms' and is a fourth-dan martial arts master. He teaches very well," Luo Wen said with a smile.

"I heard from your aunt and uncle that you're recovering well and your recent exam results are also good. Congratulations!" she said sincerely.

"It's alright, but I'm not sure I can get into university now," Lin Yijue replied.

He didn't feel any ill will towards the other person.

To be precise, this was the first time he had spoken to the other person since he came from another world.

"Keep going, there are still ten days or so left, it's not hopeless," Luo Wen encouraged, looking Lin Yijue up and down and feeling that he had changed a lot.

Despite his pale skin, which made him look like he was recovering from a serious illness, his eyes were bright and his demeanor was very composed.

To be honest, the other party hasn't contacted her since the incident.

You should know that in the past, the two of them almost always went home together after school, studied together, and even practiced the "Eighteen Forms" together.

This made her, who had previously been unsure how to face Lin Yijue, breathe a sigh of relief, but at the same time, she also felt a little lost.

"I hope so," Lin Yijue replied.

"Is Wenwen ready? It's almost time for class. Teacher Xiao is very punctual, and he'll be unhappy if we're late." At this moment, Liu Hao, the man who had been idly standing with his hands in his pockets, suddenly looked at his watch and said.

His tone was somewhat impatient.

"Okay, I got it. We have fifteen minutes left, we won't be late," Luo Wen said, glancing at Liu Hao and then at Lin Yijue, before speaking unconsciously.

"Liu Hao and I are teachers. Let's see if we can cram a little more before the exam. If you have any questions later, you can ask me." She explained for some reason.

"Oh, okay, we'll talk about it later, thank you." Seeing the undisguised annoyance on Liu Hao's face, Lin Yijue simply nodded.

After saying that, he immediately turned and left.

Looking at the other person's slender figure, Luo Wen felt a pang of pity.

They were neighbors who grew up together, separated by a wall. They walked to and from school together and often visited each other's homes.

From a young age, Ichika was always the one who would give her the last piece of candy, carry her schoolbag, and stand in front of her when she was bullied by boys.

He was always accommodating; if she casually mentioned wanting some sweet cake from the alleyway, he would run three blocks to buy it; if she complained about how difficult her math problems were, he would neatly copy them down from his notebook and bring them to her. This almost indulgent kindness made them the most understanding partners in the eyes of others, true friends who could even exchange their diaries.

Unfortunately, despite being good friends, the other person misunderstood her feelings. When Lin Yijue blushed and said, "I like you," the sudden confession left her completely at a loss, and she instinctively rejected him.

After hearing the news that Lin Yijue had gone to plant a forest and eventually fell into a coma and had to be carried back, she felt sad and regretful for a long time.

Seeing her former friends drifting apart because of this incident, she felt a mix of emotions.

"What's wrong? Still looking? Your boyfriend's still here. Aren't you afraid he'll get jealous?" Liu Hao chuckled and teased.

"What are you talking about? I only consider Yijuan a good friend. As for a romantic relationship, I've never thought about it. You know, the partner I really want is someone I can support and grow with, and he..."

"I heard that Lin Yijue has been taking physical education classes very seriously lately, and his 'Eighteen Forms' are quite impressive," Liu Hao joked, hands in his pockets.

"It's too late. The college entrance exam is coming up soon. What's the use of him studying hard now? Besides, some things can't be obtained through hard work. And if he goes to vocational high school later, his life will be ruined."

She turned around and looked at Liu Hao, who still seemed to want to say something.

"Still jealous? That's enough. Let's go, or we'll be late for Teacher Xiao."

"Okay, okay, okay."

……

On the other hand, Lin Yijue's mood was not greatly affected. His relationship with Luo Wen was only based on the original owner's memories and did not reach the point of being troubled by love.

Following his memory, he wandered aimlessly through Hongpailou Street, asked a few people, and after walking for about ten minutes, he finally found the person he was looking for.

But when he went in to inquire about the situation, he was dumbfounded.

He found out about several clubs where he could learn boxing, but the minimum requirement was thirty lessons.

The cheapest class costs at least 500 yuan.

He had only 10,352 yuan on him, which was really not enough.