After casually finding a spot to sit, watching the crowd of people waiting for work in the square, Zhang Yu felt a wave of exhaustion.
"This damn place is too hard to survive, is there no place that isn't a rat race?"
He had just sat down to rest for a while when a chill surged from Zhang Yu's heart.
"Please abide by the ritual agreement, strive to fulfill your wish, do not deliberately slack off or delay, 10."
"Damn it."
Zhang Yu cursed inwardly, but could only roll up his sleeves under the compulsion of the ritual power.
However, considering that his physical condition had not yet recovered and the work later might require physical strength, Zhang Yu did not choose to practice the Body Tempering Thirty-Six Forms at this moment. Instead, he chose to refine his magical power with the Basic Breathing Technique.
With each breath he took, wisps of spiritual energy quickly surged from the world around him, gradually gathering in his dantian qi sea, bit by bit being refined into a part of his magical power.
Time slowly passed in Zhang Yu's breathing, reaching an hour later.
During this hour, three batches of people had come to recruit workers, some recruiting temporary security personnel, some construction sites urgently needing cultivators to do heavy work, and some express delivery companies hiring cultivators to sort packages.
Zhang Yu gradually understood that most of the temporary jobs hiring Qi Refining stage cultivators were almost all related to physical labor.
After all, Qi Refining stage cultivators did not have a qualitative difference in IQ or knowledge compared to mortals. Instead, their physical fitness was one against a hundred. They could shine in construction sites, factories, security, and other jobs, with production efficiency far exceeding ordinary mortals.
Therefore, many places that needed to urgently increase manpower would come to hire cultivators.
Although the remuneration required by cultivators was far more than ordinary people, it was still worthwhile in the end.
After all, if a cultivator could do the work of 30 ordinary people, they would often only need to be paid 10 times more.
And the people waiting in this square were all veritable super beasts of burden who could persevere in 007 work schedules.
In front of them, Zhang Yu, who still needed to sleep for four or five hours a day, was just an ordinary high school student who could still sleep soundly.
So, after glancing at the posture of a large group of people squeezing up to grab work each time, Zhang Yu always maintained his breathing state and did not go up to compete with others.
He knew that with his high school student status, he couldn't compete with those high school graduates.
He was waiting, waiting for the work specifically for high school students that Lao Wang mentioned.
Like Zhang Yu, there were several other high school students, some reading, some breathing, some practicing martial arts, none of whom went up to compete for job opportunities, but silently waited.
In the blink of an eye, another hour passed.
*Pa! Pa! Pa!*
Accompanied by a series of slight explosions in the air.
Feeling that his physical body had rested enough, Zhang Yu began to practice the Body Tempering Thirty-Six Forms.
The people around glanced at him and didn't care. There were too many people who cultivated while waiting for work. The Body Tempering Thirty-Six Forms, as a basic technique, could not attract the attention of the surrounding people.
Body Tempering Thirty-Six Forms Level 2 (18/20)
Body Tempering Thirty-Six Forms Level 2 (19/20)
After practicing the Body Tempering Thirty-Six Forms twice, Zhang Yu felt that his muscles and bones were beginning to ache, but his spirit became more and more invigorated, only because he could advance the Body Tempering Thirty-Six Forms to level 3 after one more practice.
This was something that even Bai Zhenzhen, the top student in the grade, had failed to do.
And he could do it in just two days.
Just as Zhang Yu was practicing the third set of Body Tempering Thirty-Six Forms, a temporary job requiring high school students finally came.
A car drove to the front of the square, the window lowered, and the driver shouted from the car: "Are there any high school freshmen or sophomores? Recruiting two martial arts sparring partners."
The so-called martial arts sparring partner is to find someone to accompany the cultivator in martial arts combat training according to certain requirements.
Hearing the driver's words, the high school students who were originally waiting quietly in the square all moved together, drawing afterimages in the air, rushing to the car with gusts of wind and thunder.
"I'm a sophomore!"
"My physical body strength is level 2.15!"
Sophomores were far ahead of the freshmen in terms of physical body strength. When Zhang Yu rushed over, he found that the positions in front of the driver were almost all occupied by big guys, making it impossible for him to squeeze up.
Zhang Yu thought to himself, "So many people are fighting to get beaten, do high school students have any self-respect?"
The driver glanced at the many students raising their hands in front of him and said, "Are there any from key high schools?"
The number of people raising their hands suddenly decreased by more than half.
Zhang Yu quickly raised his hand: "I'm from Songyang High School!"
The driver then asked, "Are there any with level 3 or above in practical combat martial arts?"
Looking at the remaining three people, the driver asked again, "Will you do it for three hundred an hour?"
A student with a crew cut was dissatisfied and said, "Three hundred is too little, right?"
However, the student next to him said urgently, "I'll do it for three hundred!"
Watching the car speed away after the other party got in, the crew-cut student cursed, "Three hundred an hour, what the hell were they thinking?"
"They want someone to practice combat for 300? Why hire a sparring partner if you can't afford it?"
Someone followed suit and cursed, "Took 300? Scab! When that kid gets injured, he'll know that 300 isn't enough for medical expenses."
As the employer left, the surrounding students also dispersed after a burst of scolding, each continuing to cultivate and study.
Zhang Yu could only go back to continue practicing the Body Tempering Thirty-Six Forms.
Judging from the current trend, he felt that he might not be able to find a job today.
More than ten minutes later, someone drove over to recruit high school students, and specifically requested that they be freshmen.
But this time the job was to test drugs, said to be testing some newly developed drugs in the laboratory for beginner cultivators.
Zhang Yu thought about his physical condition and simply did not apply, but continued his 20th practice of the Body Tempering Thirty-Six Forms.
A moment later, with a crackling sound, Zhang Yu punched out the last punch of the Body Tempering Thirty-Six Forms, and successfully promoted this martial art to the third level.
Body Tempering Thirty-Six Forms Level 3 (0/30)
At this moment, countless practice memories of the Body Tempering Thirty-Six Forms seemed to suddenly pour into Zhang Yu's mind, making him feel like he had practiced thousands of times again.
And among these practices, there were not only pure flesh and blood memories, but also traces of magical power circulating in the body on its own.
"When the Body Tempering Thirty-Six Forms reaches the third level, cultivating this martial art can drive the magical power in the body to circulate around the body, accelerating the repair and enhancement of the physical body."
If the first and second levels of the Body Tempering Thirty-Six Forms were just constantly damaging flesh and blood in the process of training, forcibly squeezing out the magical power in the body to participate in the training.
Then stepping into the third level of the Body Tempering Thirty-Six Forms means that the movements drive the magical power to travel back and forth throughout the body, constantly nourishing the flesh and blood while training, greatly improving the training effect.
At this moment, as Zhang Yu began a new practice of the Body Tempering Thirty-Six Forms, streams of warmth flowed through his limbs and bones with his movements, silently increasing his physical body strength, allowing him to gradually move from ordinary people to superhumans.
Under the nourishment of the warm current, the flesh and blood that had begun to ache and become sore also seemed to become much lighter, allowing Zhang Yu to persevere in training more easily.
Suddenly, Zhang Yu felt a contraction and expansion in his entire body.
Physical Body Strength Level 0.84 → Level 0.85
Glancing at the changes in physical body strength on the Feather Book, a trace of joy flashed in Zhang Yu's heart.
At this moment, even without the urging of ritual power, he cheered up and continued to train.
While Zhang Yu was cultivating the Body Tempering Thirty-Six Forms, the drug testing recruitment continued on the other side.
However, there were not many freshmen who were willing to try drug testing.
Although the person came to recruit 5 students, he only managed to recruit 2 after shouting for a long time and left.
In the following time, the night gradually deepened, and fewer and fewer employers came to recruit people. Zhang Yu had not found a job opportunity for a long time, and could only continue to practice the Body Tempering Thirty-Six Forms.
Body Tempering Thirty-Six Forms Level 3 (6/30)
When Zhang Yu practiced the Body Tempering Thirty-Six Forms for the sixth time, he felt that he could no longer wait like this.
Zhang Yu re-entered the human resources company and saw Lao Wang still sitting behind that desk, as if he hadn't moved for the past few hours.
He took out a pack of cigarettes he bought, handed it to the other party, and then asked, "Brother Wang, is there any work I can do?"
Lao Wang glanced at the cigarettes Zhang Yu handed over and said carelessly, "Didn't I say? People will call outside if there is work."
Zhang Yu did not give up, saying, "I mean besides these outside."
"It's impossible for all the temporary jobs in Songyang City to drive over here to recruit people, right? Is there anything else?"
After being pestered by Zhang Yu for a while, Lao Wan said impatiently, "Don't believe it, see for yourself. It's not that I don't want you to do it, but are those other temporary jobs so easy to do?"
Zhang Yu looked at a screenshot sent from the other party's phone, with rows of long-term recruitment jobs listed on it, big and small.
There were those who participated in long-term drug testing after signing a contract.
There were those who participated in long-term cultivation technique research as test subjects.
There were also those who went deep into the Kunxu Underground, as helpers for exploration teams.
There were also those who cooperated with the police to combat criminals.
Zhang Yu looked at these one by one, either too dangerous, or both dangerous and unable to do.
"These long-term recruitment jobs that can't be filled, are indeed all scams."
Suddenly, Zhang Yu looked at one of them and asked, "Brother Wang, is there any danger in participating in cultivation technique research?"
Lao Wang said casually, "It's just letting you be the person to test the techniques, testing the latest cultivation techniques developed by those big companies. They record what side effects you have, what injuries you suffer, where you are disabled, and how you die in the end during your practice..."
Zhang Yu swallowed, suddenly his eyes moved, looking at another temporary job and asked, "Then what about this introductory technique testing? Ten thousand yuan once? Why only recruit high school freshmen?"
Lao Wang thought for a while, and then said, "Oh, that one, it seems that Xianyun Group developed a technique. It has been tested for cultivation, and there are no side effects, and it won't kill people."
"But the entry process is too difficult, and it is easy to get internal injuries if you fail to practice, so they have been looking for people to test it."
"Because it is a cultivation technique prepared to be sold to beginner cultivators, they specially find high school freshmen to test..."
Speaking of this, he looked at Zhang Yu, who was listening attentively, frowned, and said, "You wouldn't want to do this, would you? The last time a student went and practiced until his magic power went out of control, suffered internal injuries, and asked the school for two weeks' leave without recovering."
"This ten thousand yuan is not easy to get."
Zhang Yu shrugged helplessly: "No way, I need money urgently, I can only try it."
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