As spiritual energy revived, I, having acquired certain attributes, gradually ascended to immortalit

A short while later, Shen Qingtang, whose face still had a slight blush, came out of the bathroom.

"Won't buying so much stuff be very expensive?"

She carried a bag of women's products behind her back and looked at Shen Qing sitting on the sofa.

Despite being a person with supernatural powers, her residence doesn't seem like that of a wealthy family. It feels like... her salary isn't very high, yet they still ordered takeout for her separately at noon.

"It's alright," Shen Qing replied casually.

Although it's not cheap when added up, over two hundred yuan, it's still enough for these daily necessities if you can't afford a house.

Save the money, spend it.

"If you're going to take a shower, go find some clothes in my closet. The ones I grabbed yesterday might not be suitable."

Shen Qing didn't notice her expression and found Fang Shu's chat box.

"Captain, deduct the cost of the damaged car from my salary as well."

He didn't know if Xie Chong had money or not, but even if he did, he couldn't let the other party pay for everything. After all, he was the one who took the lead, and there was no reason for the other party to bear the responsibility alone.

"I wonder when the ten thousand yuan from the Public Security Bureau will come through," Shen Qing murmured.

He's short of money!

He only has 30,000 to 40,000 in his account, which is only enough for a year's rent. He still hopes to buy the property, especially since housing prices are currently falling.

"?"

"You don't need to worry about that kid, he won't get his pay docked."

"The car has been towed back. The main parts are not damaged. It can be repaired and still be used. It's just for teasing that kid."

……

In the suburbs of Binhai City, Fang Shu finished typing, put away his phone, and looked up.

Besides the leader of the Night Owls, there was a young man dressed in ancient clothes sitting idly on a rock, a blade of grass dangling from his mouth.

"Now that the mission is over, are they going to put me under house arrest again?"

He said lazily.

Fang Shu raised an eyebrow and glanced at the young man. "Don't talk about house arrest or not. We've been depriving you of food and drink for over a month, just to keep you from running around."

He lit a cigarette and shook his head.

"With the way you eat, I feel like your original place couldn't have afforded you. You've spent nearly 100,000 yuan on food alone in just over 40 days."

The young man touched his nose and didn't refute it; there were just many things here he had never seen before.

"After all, you're an outsider, and your strength shouldn't be underestimated," Night Owl, the team leader, said, arms crossed. "We naturally need to be cautious."

"I've done you all such a big favor this time, how are you going to thank me?"

The young man climbed up the pole and glanced at the two grayish-blue corpses on the ground.

"A disciple of the Corpse-Sleeping Path, a seventh-grade supernatural being, which is what you call a D-level, can generally surpass the strength of others of the same rank when working with walking corpses."

"Alright, we've sent you out to participate in this operation, and you still don't understand what it means?"

Fang Shu flicked his cigarette ash. "These forty days have proven that you are indeed friendly to us. The higher-ups have already approved your joining. In your terms, you'd be a guest advisor."

"Guest advisor?"

The young man's eyes lit up, and he stopped picking at the foxtail grass. "So that means there's a salary?"

He has many things that interest him in this world, but it's a pity that money isn't worth much.

"That's called salary." Fang Shu waved his hand. "Alright, it's so late. Now that the logistics department has arrived, we should head back."

……

The next morning, Shen Qing changed her shoes and stood in front of the door.

"I'm going out."

Shen Qingtang stood a few steps behind, her hands clasped in front of her, as if she wanted to say something.

"that……"

Shen Qing interrupted, "If you have nothing to do, you can watch TV to pass the time."

Shen Qingtang shook her head, hesitatingly saying, "No... I wanted to ask, is there anything I can do that can make money?"

These past two days, all she's done is eat and sleep, or just space out. She feels really awkward, especially since she has to pay for a hotel room, let alone staying in someone else's home.

Shen Qing was taken aback and turned around.

The girl looked serious; she was genuinely anxious, not just being polite.

"Well, I can't really think of anything right now. I'll think about it when I get back tonight."

He really needs to think about it.

For someone with a strong sense of self-esteem, it would indeed be uncomfortable to stay at someone else's house for no reason.

Of course, he definitely wouldn't mind; he'd love to be taken care of and live a life of ease, ideally with his strength increasing every day on its own.

Although he knew he was daydreaming.

"But what can an undocumented person do?"

Thinking it over, Shen Qing quickly rode his electric scooter to the base to have breakfast. It wasn't cost-effective for him to eat at home; the food alone would cost several thousand yuan a month.

Then I started patrolling. Nothing happened for half a day, except for two food delivery orders.

At noon, in a shady spot under a bridge.

"Hey, playing games during work hours? Do you have to be so blatant about it?"

Shen Qing looked at Xie Chong and casually said, "We're delivery drivers, is it appropriate for us to be so idle?"

"Damn it, my armor!"

As the three men charged forward, a gunshot rang out, the screen went black, and the words "Mission Failed" appeared.

Xie Chong looked up and shouted, "Damn Old Black!"

"Why not? What if they're rich kids experiencing manual labor and taking the opportunity to slack off? Isn't that normal?"

"Acidic delta?"

Shen Qing glanced at the screen. "With skills like yours, you're talking about singles three? Heh, let's go. We're wasting time here. Let's go back and have lunch."

"Damn it, what do you know..."

Ignoring Xie Chong's protests, Shen Qing returned to the base and continued eating. Even during rest time, Shen Qing did not rest.

He went to a private room in the training room.

After digesting his food for a while, Shen Qing continued his cultivation, his palm open as he looked at the Qi and Blood Pill in his hand.

The captain suggested one pill a week, but since his spirit is strong and his tolerance is greater, he might be able to shorten the interval.

Learning about the rain and fog yesterday made him feel even more urgent.

After putting the pill into his mouth, his body turned red and hot again. This time, it was his limbs that were being tempered, a total of 126 bones, as if someone was scraping them with a file.

As Xie Chong passed by the training room after finishing his meal, a wave of heat hit him.

He subconsciously looked towards the window of the cubicle inside the training room.

"Damn, that's incredibly bold."

Seeing that Shen Qing used his lunch break to cultivate, and even dared to use the Qi and Blood Pill again every day or two, the pain would be doubled.

"Pure and innocent curly-haired king."

He scratched his head and started training, "If a newcomer breaks through to E-level first, I'll be embarrassed."

……

Meanwhile, in the Sunshine Community.

"Is this the place?"

A furtive figure, heavily disguised, appeared at the entrance of the residential compound.

"Has Shen Qing been doing so badly lately?"

Su Xiaoxiao took off her sunglasses and looked at the dilapidated building in front of her. The walls were peeling, weeds were growing everywhere, and the whole community looked like it had been abandoned. Was it really safe to live in?

"Could it be because of low self-esteem?"

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly had this thought.

Shen Qing's family situation was already mismatched with Gu Jingshi's, and then she suddenly cut off contact with him.

Could it be that Shen Qing felt unworthy of Gu Jingshi during this period, and then another girl appeared, so she ran away with her?

She shook her head abruptly, immediately rejecting the idea herself.

How could that be? Considering Shen Qing's situation in high school, how could he possibly feel inferior? If anyone provokes him, the fact that he doesn't directly confront them is already out of fear of causing trouble for his older brother.

On the third floor, Su Xiaoxiao stood in front of the door, looking at the broken lock on the door.

"Who uses an extra lock on their door?"

She muttered to herself, then realized the padlock wasn't locked at all; it was just hanging there as decoration. "But it's not locked?"

Su Xiaoxiao frowned and subconsciously turned the doorknob.

"Hello, delivery."