His improvement was too fast!
The tallest tree in the forest would be destroyed by the wind.
Cultivating the Meditation Stance to the entry level in five days was still acceptable, but to cultivate the Meditation Stance to the small success level in five days?
Even to the large success level?
Anyone who heard this would feel that there was a problem.
Other people took two to three months or even half a year to reach the small success level, but you did it in one night?
Other people took three to five years to reach the large success level, but you did it in one night?
It was fine if other people did not believe it, but once they did … With Ziyue's current small arms and legs, he would not be able to handle anyone who had designs on him.
"For my life, I can only keep a low profile.
Even if I want to learn martial arts, I can't go to the branch for the time being. "
Ziyue sighed softly and shook his head helplessly.
This was something that could not be helped. If he was strong enough, he would not have to worry too much.
Right now, he was still very weak. Anyone who looked at him could make him tremble in fear.
The previous logistics manager Zhang Bo, Senior Wang Jian, and Mr. Qian Ming who arranged the distribution of apprentices … Did he not care about the unfair treatment they gave him?
It was just that he knew that he was too weak and could not change anything.
"I don't have any opportunities in terms of martial arts, but I can think of some ways to improve my spirit energy."
This time, he had used up a lot of spirit energy to cultivate the Meditation Stance to the large success level. He had less than 200 spirit energy left, so he naturally wanted to replenish it.
… …
"Uncle Sun, tomorrow you will go to the slaughterhouse to get meat. Can I go with you?"
In the kitchen, Ziyue asked a crippled middle-aged man while peeling a radish.
Including Ziyue, there were a total of ten people in the Pearl Restaurant.
Manager Li was in charge of the cashier and some store matters. The kitchen was Master Zhang's world.
Master Zhang had three kitchen helpers.
There was also Auntie Xu, who did chores like washing clothes and picking up manure.
Then, there were the four who had the lowest status and would go wherever they were needed, like Bai Ziyue.
At this time, Ziyue was asking one of the three chefs, Sun Nong, Uncle Sun.
Not only did Uncle Sun have good knife skills, he could cut tofu as thin as a strand of hair. It was said that he was once an official disciple of the sect, but because of a fight, he injured his leg and retired.
In addition to cutting the meat in the kitchen, he was also responsible for selecting the freshly slaughtered pork and beef from the slaughterhouse every morning.
Ziyue was using the opportunity of entering the slaughterhouse to obtain soul power.
In this kitchen, it was not as if there was no time to slaughter chickens and ducks.
However, when Ziyue approached in high spirits, he discovered that there was no increase in soul power at all.
This caused him to grumble for a long time, until he slaughtered an old duck that he had raised for more than a year. Only then did his soul power increase.
Only now did he understand that small creatures like chickens and ducks needed to be old enough to increase his soul power.
The old hen that he had slaughtered at home had been raised for three whole years.
"You have to wake up early to go to the slaughterhouse. You have to set off before the sky is dark … You still have work to do, don't tire yourself out."
Sun Nong smiled and said.
"It's okay, I can get up, and it won't affect the work here."
Ziyue quickly said.
Another advantage that Ziyue discovered after mastering the Dhyana stance was that he was full of energy.
Waking up early was nothing to him.
Moreover, for the sake of soul power, it was worth it to waste some sleep time.
Another thing worth mentioning was that he had grown taller.
Fortunately, the people in the restaurant were not familiar with him, so no one noticed anything unusual.
"Since you can get up, I'll take you to see it."
Sun Nong thought that Ziyue just wanted to see what the slaughterhouse was like, so he did not refuse.
Before the next day, Ziyue had already gotten up, put on his clothes, and walked out of his room.
The sun rose late in autumn, and it was still too early. According to the time in his previous life, it was only 3: 30 a.m., so it was naturally dark outside.
Fortunately, the moon was still bright, and Ziyue walked out of the backyard with the help of the moonlight.
At this time, Uncle Sun had also gotten up. He took out a cart from the kitchen and placed two baskets on it.
"Little Yue, you're up. I thought you were just joking yesterday."
Sun Nong laughed and said.
"I said I can get up, so I can get up."
Ziyue said as he helped Uncle Sun push the cart out of the Pearl Restaurant from the back door.
The sky was dark and quiet, and even the moon seemed to be hiding. The entire street was dark, and there was not a single person in sight. Only the sound of Ziyue and Uncle Sun dragging the cart and the rolling of the wheels could be heard.
"Uncle Sun, there's someone."
Suddenly, Ziyue pulled Sun Nong's clothes and whispered.
In a distant alley, a man dressed in black jumped down from a wall and walked away quickly. Soon, he disappeared into the night.
"Don't worry about it."
Sun Nong shook his head and said, "Those who can be wall visitors are strong people with some ability.
Not only can we not do anything about it, we can't even make a sound. If we make a sound and make them unhappy, even if they kill you, no one will help you take revenge. "
"Ah?
Then the government won't do anything? "Ziyue said in surprise.
However, he soon realized that his words were a little childish.
"The government?
They are even more ruthless than these wall visitors.
If the loss is small, once the government reports it, who wouldn't feel distressed about spending dozens of silvers?
There might not even be a result.
If the loss is large, the rich can also pay for people to recover it.
As for killing people, which day in this town doesn't have people dying?
Have you seen anyone who can be investigated?
If they don't have a background, then they're dead. "
Sun Nong smiled coldly, and his footsteps involuntarily quickened.
Although Ziyue was somewhat uncomfortable, he also knew that this was the way of the world, and no one could refute it.
After less than half an hour, Ziyue followed Sun Nong to a somewhat remote place near the West Street.
There was a faint smell of pig urine and a fishy smell coming from afar.
Ziyue knew that they had arrived at the slaughterhouse.
It was a somewhat dilapidated but very spacious house that was brightly lit.
In more than ten pig pens, there were fat white pigs waiting to be slaughtered. In the corner, there was also an old yellow cow that was lamenting.
As Bai Ziyue neared, a drop of cow's tear streaked across its eye. With a drip, it landed on the ground.
Of course, other than these pigs waiting to be slaughtered, there were a few white pigs that had already been disemboweled.
Ziyue seemed to have arrived at the right time. A pig was being grabbed onto the chopping board, and a strong man was holding a butcher's knife and stabbing it diagonally into the pig's throat. The tip of the knife pierced through the heart, and the pig violently trembled for a moment as blood gushed out.
A youth who was already prepared dragged a basin and directly scooped up the pig's blood.
Then, very quickly, the pig stopped struggling and died completely.
"Spirit Power + 7."
Ziyue glanced at the status panel and was delighted.
He had just arrived and already had a harvest.