Chapter 134: Are you trying to freeze me to death?

On one hand, Dr. Zhu was the mother of Yao Tong’s daughter’s classmate. On the other hand, after yesterday’s mix-up, Yao Tong still felt that they had seriously frightened the child. When he brought up the matter at home, even Yao Xueqin thought these people were utterly ridiculous.

“Didn’t you search the hospital first before barging into their home to question them?” Yao Xueqin found her father’s approach amusing.

“Search the entire hospital?” Yao Tong thought his daughter was joking. “Are you kidding? Besides, the hospital swore the patient was gone. Do you expect me to mobilize the entire police force to comb through the whole hospital?”

Although Yao Xueqin wasn’t particularly close to Zhao Yutong in class, knowing what had happened, she felt it was only proper to visit at the hospital. So Yao Tong asked his wife to accompany their daughter.

Since they were visiting a patient, mother and daughter naturally brought plenty of gifts. Though Zhao Yutong didn’t warm up to Yao Xueqin, they were still classmates, and she wasn’t rude enough to completely snub her—especially since they were there to see her mother.

At that moment, Zhang Wuyong happened to be away, but Song Mei was present. Zhu Yuwen had been lying in bed for a long time, but after waking and eating, her spirits lifted considerably.

The three parents happened to be the ones whose children had achieved the best scores in the recent high school entrance exams at No. 2 High School. They chatted about the schools their children attended, their worries in the days leading up to the exams, and how sometimes the kids didn’t listen, making it impossible to discipline them with the exam looming so close.

Zhu Yuwen talked more with Yao Xueqin’s mother, while Song Mei knew nothing and remained quiet. Zhao Yutong interrupted frequently to discuss matters related to Zhang Wuyong’s studies.

During the conversation, Yao Xueqin beamed brightly. “Yutong, now it’s time to apply. You can already start filling out your preferences. Have you thought about where you want to go?”

Zhao Yutong answered without hesitation, listing nearly ten universities off the top of her head: “Dalian University of Technology, Harbin Institute of Technology, Minzu University of China...” She was excited and hopeful. “I think these schools are all great. I plan to apply to these.”

Yao Xueqin was delighted. “Yes, indeed. It’d be wonderful if we could go to college together.”

The three parents continued discussing the universities the children might attend and the usual admission scores from previous years. As usual, Song Mei couldn’t join in, but she didn’t mind since Yutong was taking care of the details.

After Yao Xueqin and her mother left, Zhao Yutong’s lips curled into a small smile. Let Yao Xueqin dwell on those ten or so schools—hmph.

On the way home, Yao Xueqin took out her phone and deleted all the universities Zhao Yutong had mentioned from the list she had prepared. Although she still wasn’t sure which schools Yutong would apply to, at least the range had narrowed significantly.

Hmph! You want to compete with me? No chance!

Harbin Institute of Technology... do you want me to freeze to death?

***

Since he had promised the system, Zhang Wuyong had no choice but to start pondering how exactly to “dominate the mortal realm.”

Writing the characters for “mortal realm” on Yutong’s back and having her lie prone so he could “dominate” her might be a clever idea, but it was likely futile.

Of course, the system never said he had to complete this so-called “main quest” in any particular way. As long as he made progress in related events, he should be able to earn points and turn negative scores into positive ones.

However, creating a sect, building military forces, or expanding territories—all of these seemed impossible.

Zhang Wuyong was a bit troubled.

To be fair, although the system clearly had a bug, this so-called “anomalous event” might very well have been caused by his own punch.

Truly, I am worthy of the title Big Fist Brother!

He stretched his waist.

Besides, even if it was a system bug, at least it was a helpful one.

Moreover, if he kept completing tasks, he might one day obtain the so-called “Demonic Bodhi Tree” known as the World Tree, which could even counteract the effects of that comet.

Zhang Wuyong wandered the streets for a while, feeling utterly lost.

The most straightforward way to “dominate the mortal realm” was probably to go to university, enter politics after graduation, climb the ranks, and eventually become a top national leader.

But that was too slow.

He didn’t mind personally, but he guessed the system wouldn’t wait.

Besides, his role was “Demonic Sorcerer Monk.”

Joining the government probably wouldn’t count.

The system would suspect he was a demon infiltrator and spy, not someone truly dominating the realm.

Unable to think of anything else, he found a quiet bubble tea shop, sat down, scrolled through videos, logged into QQ, and chatted in a group.

Suddenly, as he stared at his phone screen, a thought occurred to him.

I wonder... does this count?

***

Zhang Wuyong abruptly stood and left the bubble tea shop, flagging down a taxi. “The Honglian Nightclub!”

He arrived and went up to the third floor.

Although under the same ownership, the third floor operated as a separate business unit from the club downstairs.

This floor was a studio dedicated to live streaming.

“Hey! Big Fist Brother!” Yan Yan greeted him warmly. “What brings you here today?”

“I’ve decided to take Boss Huo’s advice and collaborate with you all to start live streaming!”

“That’s great!” Yan Yan said. “Boss Huo just came by and should be downstairs now. I’ll call him and let him know.”

“Okay!” Zhang Wuyong nodded.

While waiting for Huo Hong, he looked around the dedicated live streaming rooms.

In fact, he had already checked them out twice before.

Regardless of what kind of girls worked here initially, the jobs were definitely respectable.

Such work was far better than what they did before out on the streets.

Moreover, these girls were very young, so there was no need to rely on borderline tactics to attract viewers.

They simply dressed as schoolgirls, filmed some dance videos, chatted casually on stream, and occasionally performed a talent.

“Big Fist Brother, you finally decided to come!” Huo Hong came up from downstairs and shook his hand. “It’s been almost a month since your exams ended. I thought you wouldn’t show up.”

Zhang Wuyong smiled. “I’ve actually been wanting to try streaming. I just felt too lazy right after exams—had the idea but didn’t want to move.”

Huo Hong said, “No worries. It’s not too late to start now. You’ve got nearly two months before university. Plenty of time.”

Huo Hong led him to the office to brew tea, with Yan Yan joining them.

The three sat around a rosewood coffee table carved from a tree.

While Boss Huo was making tea, Yan Yan asked, “Big Fist Brother, what kind of streaming do you want to do? Gaming? Current affairs commentary? Or...”

Zhang Wuyong said, “Magic! Close-up magic!”

Huo Hong was surprised. “You really want to do magic? It’s not impossible, but besides looking good, it requires skill. You can’t just rely on looks.”

Zhang Wuyong was prepared. He waved his hand.

Huo Hong and Yan Yan’s eyes flickered, and suddenly a deck of playing cards appeared in his hand.