Chapter – 06
The hospital was crowded with people, all of them hurrying about.
Jiang Fu wore an ordinary high school uniform.
Blending into the crowd, he was completely unremarkable.
Jiang Fu didn’t bother with Guo Fangdong anymore.
He got straight on the elevator, planning to leave the hospital.
He hadn’t heard exactly what that Old Wu had said on the other end of the phone.
But he could guess with his toes.
That the other party would definitely make a move on him in the hospital.
That Old Wu was absolutely a dangerous character.
Out of the thirty-six stratagems, retreat was the best.
He couldn’t win in a fight, but he could avoid it.
“Where should I go now?”
In the elevator, Jiang Fu fell into deep thought.
Getting a Blood Qi Pill worth three hundred thousand in three days was a bit unrealistic.
But in this world, there were still many things that could boost one’s blood qi.
The effect wouldn’t be as good as the Blood Qi Pill, but multiplied by ten, it could temporarily save his life.
Suddenly, an idea struck Jiang Fu.
“Then… I’ll go home first.”
Guo Fangdong and Ge Yanxia were trapped in the hospital.
Guo Xiaofeng was at school.
So there should be no one at home right now.
Soon, the elevator reached the first floor.
Jiang Fu rubbed his stomach, which hadn’t had a proper meal in days.
He hurried through the hall and headed for the main entrance.
“Get out of the way, move it, all of you!!”
Suddenly.
A familiar figure rushed toward him from the opposite direction.
This was a sturdy, muscular teenager about the same age as Jiang Fu.
His face was etched with anxiety.
Like a mad young bull, he charged recklessly through the hospital’s first-floor hall.
When he spotted Jiang Fu, he paused briefly.
Then, a chilling smirk curled at the corner of his mouth.
He charged straight at Jiang Fu.
“Move it, don’t block my way!”
Startled, Jiang Fu quickly dodged to the side.
Barely managing to evade.
But the teenager stopped right beside Jiang Fu.
He stretched out his thick arm and shoved Jiang Fu hard in the chest.
Jiang Fu felt a tremendous force slam into his chest.
His entire body staggered backward more than ten steps, nearly falling to the ground.
He glared at the teenager and shouted in anger, “Guo Xiaofeng, what the hell is wrong with you?!”
This teenager was exactly the son of Guo Fangdong and Ge Yanxia.
In other words, Jiang Fu’s cheap cousin Guo Xiaofeng.
Guo Xiaofeng was the same age as Jiang Fu.
He was also a senior at Bincheng No.9 High School.
However.
Unlike Jiang Fu’s ordinary class.
Guo Xiaofeng was in the advanced class and received key cultivation from the school.
As early as three months ago, Guo Xiaofeng’s blood qi value had reached 100, officially making him a martial artist.
Three months later today, his blood qi had already far exceeded 100.
…The resources left by the original owner’s parents had basically been sucked dry by that family of three.
Usually, this Guo Xiaofeng, relying on resources that should have belonged to the original owner, had bullied the original owner plenty.
Only under the gaslighting of Guo Fangdong and Ge Yanxia,
he had never known how to resist.
Now, Guo Xiaofeng had probably received the news of Ge Yanxia’s critical condition.
And had rushed to the hospital in a hurry.
Guo Xiaofeng stopped.
He grinned viciously at Jiang Fu.
“Jiang Fu, are you itching for another beating?”
“But I don’t have time for you right now. I’ll deal with you later!”
With that said.
Guo Xiaofeng turned around and headed toward the elevator.
Seeing the elevator doors about to close,
he ran while roaring at the people inside: “Open the damn elevator doors right now! Or don’t blame me for tearing you all a new one!”
Jiang Fu’s eyes flickered.
“Since you’re here, don’t bother leaving.”
“The whole family should stay together, nice and tidy.”
“Blood pressure, blood sugar, blood lipids â multiply by ten!”
Jiang Fu muttered softly under his breath.
Just as Guo Xiaofeng reached the elevator,
his body stiffened.
Then he jerked violently.
Two streams of blood sprayed from his nostrils.
His eyes rolled back, and he collapsed face-first to the ground.
His head happened to land right between the two elevator doors that were about to close.
*BANG!*
A dull thud.
The elevator doors slammed hard against Guo Xiaofeng’s head.
Then slowly opened again.
And then…
Closed.
*BANG!*
Opened…
Closed!
*BANG!*
Opened again.
Then closed.
*BANG!*
…
This repeated more than a dozen times.
Only then did the people inside the elevator snap out of it.
“Holy shit! Run, the elevator’s out of control!”
“Someone help! Some guy’s head got caught in the doors!”
“…There’s so much blood!”
They scrambled to hold the malfunctioning doors back,
and dragged Guo Xiaofeng’s body out.
Then they all poured out of the elevator in a panic.
At this point, Guo Xiaofeng’s face was purple, his eyes rolled back, and blood was still sputtering from his nostrils.
Medical staff had already heard the commotion and were rushing over.
Jiang Fu withdrew his mental energy.
He mumbled to himself, “The whole family gets the same illness â must be hereditary!”
“Probably no one will suspect me, right?”
“Hmph, I’m definitely not going to become a second Light Yagami.”
“But…”
Jiang Fu glanced at Guo Xiaofeng again,
seeing him being carried by a few nurses toward the emergency room.
Memories of the times Guo Xiaofeng had bullied him surfaced involuntarily.
Jiang Fu’s malice surged.
“High blood pressure, high blood sugar, high blood lipids â multiplied by ten â isn’t a serious illness for a martial artist. It should be curable…”
“Then…”
Jiang Fu glanced at Guo Xiaofeng’s crotch.
“Multiply by ten.”
Guo Xiaofeng, who was still rolling his eyes and spurting nosebleeds,
suddenly shuddered violently.
For a moment, his mind cleared.
He looked down at his crotch in terror.
What was wrong with his lower body!?
It felt like… there were so many more…
What the hell was going on!?
Jiang Fu rubbed his chin.
“Did I just multiply that thing of his by ten? Am I sure I’m not doing him a favor?”
“Hmm, probably not! It’s just that *thing* multiplied by ten â his kidneys are still just two, so his capability probably won’t increase…”
Thinking this,
Jiang Fu swept his mental energy over Guo Xiaofeng’s body.
Then he felt a wave of revulsion.
“So disgusting!”
“…Not hungry anymore!”
Jiang Fu twitched the corner of his mouth.
He hurried toward the hospital entrance.
“Wait!”
Suddenly.
Jiang Fu thought of something else.
“I multiplied Guo Xiaofeng’s thing by ten, giving him ten of those things.”
“Doesn’t that mean I could also multiply the organs of mutated beasts, or even World Beasts, by ten?!”
In this world,
spiritual energy had revived, creatures had mutated, and monsters had invaded.
Beyond the city walls, the wilderness was filled with mutated beasts or invading World Beasts.
The outside world had long become forbidden ground for ordinary people.
Only martial artists with powerful combat strength dared to leave the city.
Although mutated beasts and World Beasts were dangerous,
they themselves held immense value.
Whether it was the corpses of mutated beasts or the cores of World Beasts,
they could all be sold for a high price.
Therefore, in the wilderness outside the city, martial artists constantly roamed, hunting mutated beasts.
“As long as I can kill one mutated beast, it’s like having ten mutated beast corpses!”
Jiang Fu’s mind raced.
He recalled what he’d learned in school.
“A first-order mutated beast, the Red-Tailed Rat â the most valuable part of its entire body is that crimson tail.”
“I can multiply the tail by ten first, and then multiply the entire Red-Tailed Rat by ten…”
“That way, I’d get one hundred Red-Tailed Rat tails!”
“…That shouldn’t count as stacking the multiplication by ten, right!”
Once the thought came to him, it was impossible to stop.
Jiang Fu wished he could fly straight to the wilderness right now.
The Red-Tailed Rat was only the lowest tier of first-order mutated beasts.
And even the lowest of the low among first-order mutated beasts.
Its tail wasn’t worth much.
At most, it could sell for a few hundred Xia dollars.
But for Jiang Fu,
one Red-Tailed Rat equaled one hundred tails!
A hundredfold profit!
“No, I need to calm down!”
Jiang Fu slowed his pace.
“My current level is only equivalent to a quasi-martial artist.”
“All I can rely on is that 1000 mental energy.”
“I don’t even know what level that really is.”
Being able to control the elevator doors… should be… passable, right?
Jiang Fu patted his pants pocket.
Completely empty.
Nothing at all.
No phone, no wallet.
“I’ll head back first.”
Jiang Fu left the hospital.
Then he broke into a run, dashing toward home.
Right now, his blood qi value was 70.
That was equivalent to a quasi-martial artist.
Already above an ordinary person.
