What’s the point of cultivating immortality if you don’t have money?

Casually finding a spot to sit, Zhang Yu felt a wave of exhaustion as he looked at the crowd of people waiting for work in the square.

"This damn place is too hard to get by in. Is there nowhere that isn't competitive?"

Just as he sat down to rest, a chill ran through Zhang Yu's heart.

"Please abide by the ritual agreement, strive to fulfill your wish, and do not deliberately slack off or delay. 10."

"Damn it."

Zhang Yu cursed inwardly but could only buckle down under the pressure 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 cultivate the Thirty-Six Form Body Tempering Art at the moment. Instead, he chose to refine his mana with the Basic Breathing Technique.

With each inhale and exhale, wisps of spiritual energy from the heavens and earth quickly surged in, gradually gathering in the dantian qi sea and being refined by him bit by bit into a part of his mana.

Time slowly passed in Zhang Yu's breathing, reaching an hour later.

In this hour, three groups of people had come to recruit workers, some recruiting temporary security personnel, some urgently needing cultivators to do heavy work on construction sites, and some courier companies hiring cultivators to sort packages.

Zhang Yu gradually realized that most 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 gap in intelligence and knowledge compared to ordinary people. Instead, their physical qualities were all equivalent to one against a hundred, allowing them to shine and generate heat 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 greater than that of ordinary people, it was still cost-effective when calculated.

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 could be described as super beasts of burden who could persist in 007 work schedules.

Compared to them, Zhang Yu, who still needed to sleep four or five hours a day, was just an ordinary high school student who could still sleep in class.

Therefore, after glancing at the way a large group of people擠 jostled to搶 grab jobs each time, Zhang Yu always maintained his breathing state and did not go up to compete with others.

He knew that in his state as a high school student, it was impossible for him to outcompete those high school graduates.

He was waiting, waiting for the job that Old Wang had mentioned, specifically looking for high school students.

Like Zhang Yu, there were several other high school students, some reading, some breathing, some practicing boxing, and none of them went up to compete for job opportunities, just silently waiting.

In the blink of an eye, another hour passed.

Clap! Clap! Clap!

Accompanied by a series of slight explosions in the air.

Feeling that his physical body had rested enough, Zhang Yu began to practice the Thirty-Six Form Body Tempering Art.

The people around him glanced at it and didn't care. There were too many people who cultivated while waiting for work. The Thirty-Six Form Body Tempering Art, as a basic cultivation method, could not attract the attention of the surrounding people.

Thirty-Six Form Body Tempering Art Level 2 (18/20)

Thirty-Six Form Body Tempering Art Level 2 (19/20)

After practicing the Thirty-Six Form Body Tempering Art twice, Zhang Yu felt his muscles begin to ache, but his spirit became more and more invigorated, only because he could advance the Thirty-Six Form Body Tempering Art to Level 3 with one more repetition.

This was something that even Bai Zhenzhen, who was ranked first in the grade, had failed to do.

And he could do it in just two days.

Just as Zhang Yu was practicing the third repetition of the Thirty-Six Form Body Tempering Art, a temporary job requiring high school students finally arrived.

A small car drove to the front of the square. The car window rolled down, and the driver shouted from inside the car, "Are there any first-year or second-year high school students? Recruiting two martial arts sparring partners."

The so-called martial arts sparring partner was someone who was hired to accompany a cultivator during martial arts combat training, following certain requirements to assist in the training.

Hearing the driver's words, the high school students who were originally waiting quietly in the square all moved at once, drawing streaks of afterimages in the air, rushing to the front of the car with bursts of wind and thunder.

"I'm a second-year student!"

"My physical strength is level 2.15!"

Second-year students were far ahead of first-year students in terms of physical strength. When Zhang Yu rushed over, he found that the positions in front of the driver were almost all occupied by burly figures, making it impossible for him to squeeze in.

Zhang Yu thought, "So many people are fighting to get beaten up. 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 dropped by more than half.

Zhang Yu quickly raised his hand and said, "I'm from Songyang High School!"

The driver asked again, "Are there any with level 3 or above in practical martial arts?"

Looking at the remaining three people, the driver asked, "Will you do it for three hundred an hour?"

A student with a buzz cut said dissatisfied, "Three hundred is too little, right?"

But the student next to him said anxiously, "I'll do it for three hundred!"

Watching the car speed away after the other party got in, the buzz-cut student cursed, "Three hundred an hour, what the hell were they thinking."

"They want someone to spar in actual combat for just 300? Why hire a sparring partner if you can't afford it?"

Someone followed suit and cursed, "Taking 300? Scab! When that kid gets injured, he'll know that 300 won't even cover the medical expenses."

As the employer left, the surrounding students also dispersed back to their respective places after a burst of cursing, continuing to cultivate and study.

Zhang Yu could only go back to continue practicing the Thirty-Six Form Body Tempering Art.

Judging from the current trend, he felt that he might not be able to find a job today.

More than ten minutes later, someone else drove over to recruit high school students, specifically requesting first-year students.

But this time, the job was to test drugs, said to be testing some newly developed medicine in the laboratory for beginners in the immortal path.

Zhang Yu thought about his physical condition and simply did not apply, continuing his 20th repetition of the Thirty-Six Form Body Tempering Art.

A moment later, accompanied by a cracking sound, Zhang Yu threw the last punch of the Thirty-Six Form Body Tempering Art, successfully raising this martial art to the third level.

Thirty-Six Form Body Tempering Art Level 3 (0/30)

At this moment, countless practice memories of the Thirty-Six Form Body Tempering Art seemed to flood into Zhang Yu's mind, making him feel as if he had practiced it thousands of times again.

Among these practices, there were not only simple flesh and blood memories, but also traces of mana circulating in the body on its own.

"When the Thirty-Six Form Body Tempering Art reaches the third level, cultivating this martial art will allow you to trigger the circulation of mana throughout the body, accelerating the repair and strengthening of the body."

If the first and second levels of the Thirty-Six Form Body Tempering Art were just constantly damaging the flesh and blood during the exercise process, forcibly squeezing out the mana in the body to participate in the exercise.

Then stepping into the third level of the Thirty-Six Form Body Tempering Art meant that the movement drove the mana to travel back and forth throughout the body, constantly nourishing the flesh and blood while exercising, greatly improving the exercise effect.

At this moment, as Zhang Yu began a new repetition of the Thirty-Six Form Body Tempering Art, streams of warm currents flowed through his limbs and bones with his movements, silently increasing his physical strength, allowing him to gradually move from ordinary to superhuman.

Under the nourishment of the warm currents, the flesh and blood that had begun to ache and become sore seemed to become much easier, allowing Zhang Yu to persevere more easily.

Suddenly, Zhang Yu felt a contraction and expansion of flesh and blood all over his body.

Physical Strength Level 0.84 → 0.85

Glancing at the change in physical strength on the Feather Book, a trace of joy flashed in Zhang Yu's heart.

At this moment, even without the urging of the ritual power, he invigorated his spirit and continued to exercise.

While Zhang Yu was cultivating the Thirty-Six Form Body Tempering Art, the recruitment for drug testing on the other side continued.

However, facing the job of drug testing, not many first-year students were willing to try.

Although the person wanted to recruit 5 students, they only managed to recruit 2 after shouting for a long time before leaving.

In the following time, the night gradually deepened, the employers who came to recruit became fewer and fewer, and Zhang Yu had not found a job opportunity for a long time, so he could only continue to practice the Thirty-Six Form Body Tempering Art.

Thirty-Six Form Body Tempering Art Level 3 (6/30)

When Zhang Yu practiced the Thirty-Six Form Body Tempering Art for the sixth time, he felt that he could no longer wait like this.

Zhang Yu re-entered the human resources company and saw that Old Wang was still sitting behind that desk, as if he hadn't moved for the past few hours.

He took out a pack of cigarettes he had bought, handed it to the other party, and then asked, "Brother Wang, is there any work I can do?"

Old Wang glanced at the cigarette Zhang Yu handed over and said casually, "Didn't I say? They'll call outside if there's work."

Zhang Yu did not give up and said, "I mean besides these outside."

"It's impossible for temporary jobs in the entire Songyang City to drive over here to recruit people, right? Is there anything else?"

After being pestered by Zhang Yu for a while, Old Wang said impatiently, "Don't believe me, see for yourself. It's not that I won't let you do it, but are those other temporary jobs that easy to do?"

Zhang Yu looked at a screenshot sent to the other party's phone, with rows of long-term recruitment jobs listed in large and small sizes.

Some involved participating in long-term drug testing after signing a contract.

Some involved participating in long-term cultivation method research as test subjects.

Some involved going deep into the Kunxu underground as helpers for exploration teams.

There were also those who cooperated with the police to crack down on criminals.

Zhang Yu looked at each of these, and they were either too dangerous, or too dangerous and impossible to do.

"These jobs that are always recruiting but never full are indeed all坑 pits."

Suddenly, Zhang Yu looked at one of them and asked, "Brother Wang, is there any danger in participating in cultivation method research?"

Old Wang said casually, "It's just letting you be a person to test the cultivation method, testing the latest cultivation methods 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 cultivation process..."

Zhang Yu swallowed, suddenly his eyes moved, looking at another temporary job and asked, "What about this introductory cultivation test? Ten thousand yuan per test? Why only recruit first-year students?"

Old Wang thought for a while, then ohhed and said, "That one, ah, it seems that Xianyun Group has developed a cultivation method. It has already undergone cultivation testing. There are no side effects, and it won't kill people."

"But the entry process is too difficult. If you can't cultivate it, you're prone to internal injuries, so they've been looking for people to test it."

"Because it's a cultivation method that's going to be sold to beginners in the immortal path, they specifically look for first-year students to test..."

Speaking of this, he looked at Zhang Yu, who was listening attentively, and frowned, "You don't want to do this, do you? Last time, a student went there, practiced until his mana went out of control, suffered internal injuries, and took two weeks off from school and hasn't recovered yet."

"This ten thousand yuan is not easy to get."

Zhang Yu shrugged helplessly, "No way, I need money urgently, so I can only try."