Zhou Chao was furious—damn it, his good fortune was just about to come together, and now these three clumsy friends of Gao Huang were rushing headlong into death! Fine! I'll have you all go to the afterlife a day earlier! With a determined heart, Zhou Chao immediately activated his hydrokinetic ability, spitting out a water sphere. Wu, the soft-spoken one among the three, quickly untied the ropes and cotton balls from Zhang Yuping, pulling her along and running for it. The other two—Deng, the stout one, and Yang, the reserved one—along with the other brothers from Fenghuo Hall, had all come in civilian clothes and thus wouldn’t dare to face off directly against Zhou Chao. As Zhou Chao prepared to unleash the water sphere, Deng, holding a bag full of powder, swiftly scattered it. "Whoa! Ah! My eyes!" Zhou Chao's eyes were smothered with thick lime powder, stinging fiercely. With nothing visible, Yang kicked Zhou Chao hard with his pointed leather shoes, making him tremble even more. "Oh my god!" Zhou Chao's penis was kicked hard. Recently, due to excessive indulgence, Zhou Chao's penis had lost a significant amount of essence, qi, and blood—something that needed proper care. Now, with such a vigorous kick, it felt like being slaughtered. Watching Zhou Chao stunned, his hands tightly clamped over his nearly burst penis, Deng the Fat Pig, Yang the Shy One, and the brothers from Fenghuo Hall were absolutely thrilled. When Zhou Chao's subordinates Luo Qi, Wang Lei, and Liu Qiang arrived to find out what was going on, the brothers from Fenghuo Hall had already made it all the way to Zhi Xian Lou. Zhou Chao was furious, shouting, "You bunch of slackers—how could you possibly guard the gate? Are you just eating your meals for nothing?" His face contorted with pain as he spoke. Luo Qi, Wang Lei, and Liu Qiang couldn't believe it—after all, their boss had developed such a powerful water-based ability; who would dare to challenge him directly? They simply stood there, dumbfounded. "For heaven's sake! What are you all waiting for? Didn't you see me suffering like this?" "Only then did the third brother notice that Zhou Chao's pain was entirely due to his lower body, thinking Zhou had simply overexerted himself during intercourse. They all kept smiling, holding their breath. "Quick! Take me to the hospital! Oh! Oh! It's getting worse and worse! I'll settle those clumsy brothers, Gao Huang, and his crew, one day!" Only then did the third brother become frantic—realizing that Gao Huang's group had just arrived and that he himself had completely failed in his duty. He immediately lifted Zhou Chao and rushed him to the vehicle heading to Hanhai City's No. 1 People's Hospital. "Brother! We've rescued your wife and sister-in-law! And while she was off guard, she gave Zhou Chao a stern scolding!" The three friends reported over the phone to Gao Huang, who was practicing martial arts at home. Gao Huang chuckled warmly, praised them, and then assigned them a few new tasks. The three friends promptly accepted and carried them out. Zhang Yuping wanted to go home, but her three close friends insisted that her sister-in-law was tired and needed rest, so they had booked a room in a luxurious hotel specifically for Zhang Yuping to stay overnight. However, Zhang Yuping was thinking about tomorrow—her day of starting university at Kyoto University—when she still hadn’t managed to raise the tuition fees. She didn’t know what her adoptive parents had been up to these days, nor did she know whether her tuition would finally be secured. Of course, the three friends fully understood what her sister-in-law was most worried about. Deng, the solid pig, confidently promised that if Zhang Yuping’s tuition wasn’t settled by tomorrow, he and the brothers from Fenghuo Hall would pool together to cover it. Yang, the modest one, and Wu, the soft-spoken one, relayed the brothers’ heartfelt intentions to Zhang Yuping, who was deeply touched—she found the brothers under her command growing increasingly endearing. With the three friends by her side, it felt as though Guo Liang himself was always there, offering a sense of security. Chen Yuting's family is an ordinary three-generation household, with only one daughter—herself. However, due to financial constraints, when Chen Yuting returned home, she found her father's hand injured. Upon inquiry, she learned that he had cut it while helping the construction foreman tie rebar at a building site. The wound was large and would likely take some time to heal. Moved deeply, she held her father's hand tightly and said, "Dad! As a daughter, I'm not loyal enough. If I can earn a good income, I'll surely make your life comfortable!" "Ting'er, yesterday, my father collapsed at the construction site from exhaustion. Fortunately, I managed to rescue him in time; otherwise..." Her mother's eyes were glistening with tears, and Chen Yuting couldn't help crying out. She clutched both parents' hands and said, "I don't want you to worry so much. I'll go look for a job tomorrow!" Yet her parents shook their heads. After all, Chen Yuting's job as a street newspaper vendor had only lasted three days—she not only hadn't earned any income, but had actually paid a fee of 100 yuan, which was the membership The next day, Gao Liang rose early to practice military boxing and taekwondo, and also completed 1,000 push-ups. He ran to the nearby park ten times back and forth, while intensifying his training in energy absorption and conversion, as well as mental conditioning. Through this extremely rigorous regimen, sweat poured down his forehead, and his clothes were as if soaked in water. On those slightly chilly mornings, pedestrians were amazed to see Gao Liang shedding his jacket, leaving only a sports shirt. His strong, well-defined muscles stood out, drawing the attention of several young women. "Wow! That's amazing! Even better than the fit man we saw on TV yesterday!" one stylish girl remarked. Gao Liang walked forward with graceful composure amidst the girls' admiration. Today was destined to be a new beginning. Chen Yuting also rose early, as she had finally received a message: a commercial bank on Yuquan Road in Hanhai City was recruiting a receptionist. Requires a high school diploma, well-groomed appearance, height of 1.6 meters or above, good communication skills, refined demeanor, and a monthly salary of 600 yuan. Thinking about whether she met all the criteria, she decided to take a chance and went with her ID card and high school diploma, dressed in a more appropriate outfit—though in fact, it was borrowed from a distant cousin. She appeared naturally beautiful, with a simple, understated makeup. The number of applicants was surprisingly high, with about thirty people competing for only two receptionist positions, clearly indicating how difficult it is to find work in Hanshai City. In fact, this is a common occurrence throughout the Chinese nation. Chen Yuting finally managed to hand over her resume, diploma, and ID copies, only to be unexpectedly rejected. The interviewer didn’t even glance at them: "We’ve already filled the positions. Should there be suitable opportunities in the future, we’ll contact you." Then, she simply set the resume aside. Her job search came to an end, and Chen Yuting nearly cried. Pulled out of the crowd with deep sorrow, just about to step out of the bank doors, she was suddenly called back by a voice: "Ms. Chen Yuting! Please stay a moment—there's a cash deposit in your account that you can claim with your ID!" Chen Yuting couldn't believe it—wasn't there another Ms. Chen Yuting in the crowd? So she pretended not to have heard and hurried out.