Gao Liang felt his bones and skin constantly shifting—sometimes gathering, sometimes dispersing, sometimes compressing, sometimes relaxing… At the same time, the odor and toxins within him were being expelled, and the silvery transparent fluid inside was gradually becoming more turbid. He noticed his penis had suddenly thickened and enlarged significantly, rising naturally and standing upright with a proud, majestic posture—like a rooster crowing proudly, full of vitality, strength, and masculine vigor. Physically, he felt an overwhelming sense of strength throughout his body, his muscles and frame now robust and powerful, comparable to that of a professional soldier. Finally, the countdown reached zero. Under the doctor’s signal, Gao Liang stepped out and looked into the large mirror beside him. Wow! A completely new body had emerged—strong, magnificent, more dynamic and graceful than before. The muscles radiated masculine strength, and the skeletal structure embodied the ideal standard of a well-built, powerful man. Looking at his face, he truly is a rare beauty—something truly hard to find in the world. Previously, he deeply admired film and television male stars like Louis Koo and Jay Chou, but now he feels his own appearance surpasses theirs. Well-rounded both inside and out, consistent in character, achieving a harmonious balance of a fit body and a sharp mind—this is the ideal that every man strives for. And now, he has finally realized it. The old brilliance has faded, and the new one has emerged. An exciting life has begun, and within his heart, High Light is cheering for himself. At this moment, Mochou, the beautiful companion, gently reminds him, "Xiao Long, your wireless communicator is ringing. Would you like to answer it?" High Light nods, and a familiar, gentle voice comes through: "Xiao Long, how are you doing at school? Do you miss me?" It's Xie Ningbing's voice. Gao Liang looked at the business smartphone wallpaper of Xie Ningbing—her striking photo, full of youthful vitality, with a gentle smile at the corner of her mouth—and said, “Every day seeing you, I think of you. Every day thinking of you, I look at you!” His warm, magnetic voice deeply moved Xie Ningbing, who found herself momentarily speechless. “Ningbing! How’s the company going? Is business development progressing smoothly?” Gao Liang asked with genuine concern. “Of course, without you, a number of technical issues have arisen. Zhang Shijie has made several mistakes—I’ve had to scold him quite severely,” Xie Ningbing sighed. “What about Ye Jun and Liu Qingsong? How are they doing?” Gao Liang knew these two could take on significant responsibilities. “Honestly, it’s not good. Ye Jun merely maintains a stiff posture at the office—he doesn’t actively contribute. The company is essentially paying for his position without much return. We can’t let him go either, since he holds many key technical skills that are essential during critical moments.” As for Liu Qingsong, he's performing well, working diligently, and hasn't made any major mistakes—though he seems a bit impetuous, eager to achieve results quickly. This is quite different from your calm and insightful approach. Therefore, while I'm employing him, I still feel a certain level of hesitation. Xie Ningbing outlined her evaluations of the two technical staff members one by one. Gao Liang remained silent, listening attentively. "Xiaolong, I'm still thinking about your phone. It's far more advanced than the new business-oriented smartphone I sent you!" Xie Ningbing said. "You should really take the time to learn from it—just like with computer technology, when you encounter something new, you must embrace it. I'm genuinely looking forward to you mastering it and returning soon!" As the company's general manager, Xie Ningbing deeply understands the importance of science and technology. Gao Liang nodded in agreement. "Xiaolong, is there anything else I can assist you with? If so, I'll transfer 10,000 yuan to your student bank account!" Xie Ningbing cared about Gao Liang, which deeply moved Gao Liang. Xie Ningbing had already offered so much on behalf of the company—how could she possibly be doing more now? So he said, "No, thank you. We've already received enough. Thank you so much for your concern, Ningbing!" "Take good care of yourself at school! Don't worry about company matters anymore. Your main responsibility is to focus on your studies—remember to keep striving every day, and don't waste your time!" Xie Ningbing sincerely expressed her hopes and expectations. "Ningbing, please don't worry! Take care of yourself too—don't overwork yourself. If you encounter any difficulties, just call me, and I'll be there to help you resolve them!" Gao Liang deeply appreciated Xie Ningbing's dedication and efforts for the company. "I've just received a call from one of my clients! Goodbye! We'll talk again later!" Xie Ningbing said, then hung up the phone. The gentle "dud-dud-dud" sound of the phone line ending filled the air. "Let's conclude today's class here!" Mo Chou gently reminded. High-light nodded, but still felt a bit unsatisfied—after all, Xie Ningbing had just urged him to study diligently and keep moving forward! So, deep down, he truly wanted to learn. "Whenever you wish to study, simply think about it and silently call my name—'Mo Chou, the Little Manager'—and I'll instantly transport you to the Smart-Star Multi-Function Learning Paradise!" Mo Chou, sensing the unspoken thoughts in High-light's mind, elaborated further, then added, "Alright, now close your eyes. We're counting down to departure: 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1…" She spoke in a sweet, gentle voice. As soon as the count reached one, High-light opened his eyes again and found himself awakened from his previous state of consciousness. He realized he was now lying in his student dorm room, with two phones beside him—one being the legendary Smart-Star phone, and the other being the business communicator gifted to him by Xie Ningbing. The next day was Saturday, and neither Sun Peng nor Gao Liang had classes. Dr. Martin had also returned home to spend the weekend. Sun Peng went out to look for part-time work, leaving Gao Liang alone, feeling rather bored. He counted the cash in the thick envelope that Xie Ningbing had given him—38,000 yuan—and added the 2,000 yuan he had lent to Sun Peng for tuition fees, totaling exactly 40,000 yuan. This clearly showed how much Xie Ningbing cared about him. Gao Liang planned to deposit the money into the university’s bank, but today the China Post office at the university was closed. So he decided to open an account at a bank outside the campus and deposit the money into the China Bank there. To reach the China Bank outside the campus, Gao Liang had to cross three streets and a small alley. Holding a stack of cash in his arms, he felt cheerful and full of motivation, thinking that with Xie Ningbing’s support as his girlfriend, he now had even greater determination to pursue his studies and further his education at Kyoto University. As he was happily thinking, a young man burst out of the alley, sprinting toward him, with a group of people wielding weapons hot on his heels. High-light quickly surveyed the scene—ten or more figures, each looking fierce and intimidating, their spears and knives radiating a cold, sharp aura. Leading them was a sturdy man holding a large chopping blade, chasing the young man while shouting, "Tang Hao! Don't run! Our star boss has issued his orders. If you don't repay the 30,000 yuan by today, you'll have to join our gang. Our star boss truly values you—don't be disrespectful! If you refuse, you'll be dead today!" "Teng Boss! Just give me a little more time—considering we've been brothers, just a few more days. I'll definitely repay the 30,000 yuan. As for joining the gang, I won't do anything that would dishonor my ancestors. Please forgive me, Teng Boss!" Tang Hao stopped, speaking in a nearly pleading tone, seeking the boss's forgiveness and patience. "Tang Hao, don't blame me for being unkind—what can we do when Tang Si gives his orders? When Tang Si wants someone to die, they must die. When Tang Si wants someone to live, they must live. Tang Si made it clear back then: only by listening to him can we survive! " Brother Lei raised his voice, for he was a man of the underworld—just a glance from him and those over a dozen people would block both ends of this narrow alley, making even a bird unable to fly. Tang Hao was now completely surrounded by the crowd, and had no choice but to defend himself. A street fighter approached with a long pole, but Tang Hao, with some training, not only dodged the attack but countered with a sweeping leg, sending the fighter crashing to the ground. Seeing his men taken a beating, Brother Lei roared, "Everyone, come with me—let's go hard on them!" "Li's words proved truly effective. Those over a dozen men charged at Tang Hao with the fury of wolves, their气势 booming, armed with weapons, launching relentless attacks without any regard for who they were or what they were doing. Tang Hao dodged left and right, broke through and pushed back, but ultimately, overwhelmed by numbers, was forced into a corner against a wall. Li, exceptionally strong and fierce, wielded a massive axe that cut deeply into Tang Hao's shoulder, causing blood to gush forth. 'Count to three,' Li declared. 'If Tang Hao still hasn't paid, he shall join our Tianxing Clan. If he refuses even then, today at this time next year will be his funeral day!' Li's voice resonated like thunder, shaking the listeners' ears. 'I—I...' Tang Hao clutched his wounded shoulder, stammering. 'One, two, three...' Li advanced steadily, leaving no room for hesitation. Tang Hao closed his eyes in despair, tears streaming down his face, silently pleading in his heart: 'Mom, my son can no longer honor you with filial offerings. I'll have to wait until the next life to repay your kindness and care!' Leye's great axe was famously unyielding—by the time it reached the third confrontation, it would simply rise and strike with decisive force, leaving no room for mercy. As the axe descended, a loud clang echoed—something intercepted it. The axe flew sideways, landing five meters away. A group of thugs stood stunned, gaping in disbelief, unable to comprehend how someone could possess such strength to directly challenge Leye's blade. "Guangliang smiled. "As the saying goes, debts should be repaid—this is a matter of course. This young man owes us 30,000 yuan, but he's unable to repay it. We, the Star Lord, have always held him in high regard and invited him to join our faction. Yet he still doesn't show any appreciation! Either he repays the debt or joins our faction. He has neither the money nor the willingness to join. If that's the case, then we'll have to make good on it with his life!" Lei Yang's voice trembled as he spoke. "Isn't it just that he owes you 30,000 yuan? Surely, you don't need to take his life!" Guangliang skillfully defused the tension. "In our line of work, we have our own rules and standards at home and on the road. After all, we're also just trying to make a living—there's no choice!" Lei Yang's words were clear—he was genuinely helping others out. "You're not easy yourselves! I won't make things difficult for you. Here are 30,000 yuan—take it and let him repay your debt!" "With a wave of his hand, the group gathered their belongings and escorted Lei Ye, blowing cheerful tunes as they departed." "Thank you so much! I'll repay your money someday!" Tang Hao sincerely thanked them. "How did you end up owing them money?" Gao Liang asked. "My mother fell ill and needed a 20,000-yuan medical bill. I borrowed money from my brothers, managing to gather just 10,000 yuan. With no other option, I went to Lei Ye's casino, hoping to win 10,000 yuan to cover the expenses for my mother. But eventually, I lost everything." Tang Hao shook his head, feeling deeply responsible for having lost all the money he had borrowed from his brothers. "So you ended up taking out a high-interest loan from them?" Gao Liang guessed. "Exactly. Lei Ye and I both retired from the military together. He joined the Tianxing Guild, while I served as a security team leader at a construction site. He successfully convinced the guild's head, Star Master, to offer high-interest loans—his goal was to have me join their guild and strengthen their influence. He wanted me to work hard for them!" I wouldn't agree, so when the one-month deadline passed, they left me with no choice! Today, I sincerely thank you for your kindness and intervention—your help has saved me from this crisis! My life is now yours, and whenever you need me in the future, I will go to any length, even risk my life! Tang Hao said as he spoke. As soon as Tang Hao finished, his phone in his pocket rang. He answered it, his face instantly pale. High Light listened and said, "Brothers! Don't rush! I'll be there right away!" Then, with deep regret, he said to High Light, "Thank you, sir! I'm truly grateful for your kindness. I will surely repay you in the future!" And then he left. As he departed, he was so hurried that a two-inch square document from his pocket fell to the ground and went unnoticed. High Light picked it up promptly. Tan Hao rushed urgently to the sales office of Mengyi Home. A large number of migrant workers had completely blocked the office, with a heavy construction truck leading several smaller vehicles, sealing off the main access road. Inside the sales office, migrant workers were gathered, playing cards, smoking, singing—clearly treating the office as their entertainment venue. All entrances and exits were secured by chains. Du was furious, his voice rising to a roar. At that moment, Jin Sanmao, the financial accountant of Liu Dafu, stepped forward, holding a stack of documents high above his head and waving them toward the upper floor. "You developers are making things up! Look at how much material prices have increased—under the fixed-price contract, the contract sum remains unchanged regardless of material cost fluctuations. If we're to carry out the project under this contract, our construction company will only have wind to eat! We're demanding an additional 25% contract compensation!" "25%? That's outrageous! Go dream it!" responded the middle-aged man with glasses from upstairs. "I'll smash everything! If anything goes wrong, Liu will back us up!" Jin Sanmao turned red with anger. A large group of migrant workers began to stir, but none of them actually started throwing things. One worker raised his hammer only to set it down again. "Whoever hits the first blow, I'll give them 500 yuan!" Jin Sanmao pulled out several bills and waved them in front of the workers. Thus, Du Hu suddenly snatched the hammer from the migrant worker and prepared to strike the stone lion at the sales office. Tang Hao, watching the chaotic scene, didn't know what to do—his team members were also growing weary. The construction site wages had been consistently delayed, nearly driving everyone mad. "Stop!" At the very moment Tang Hao was at a loss, a handsome young man appeared without anyone noticing. Tang Hao recognized him immediately—he was none other than the benefactor, Gao Liang. So he hurried forward, expressing his heartfelt gratitude, for if Gao Liang hadn't stepped in today, Tang Hao would have been out of the running. Everyone was stunned. Du Hu and Wang Biao only realized that Tang Hao had returned just then, and both exclaimed together, "Boss, this is..." "Guys, this is the person who saved my life! I'll tell you all the details later!" Tang Hao introduced him to the group. Du Hu and Wang Biao, upon hearing that the man was the elder's benefactor, immediately showed respect to Gao Liang and exchanged warm, friendly smiles. Du Hu set down the sledgehammer. "What? You're not going to demand your wages from the developer?" Jin Sanmao, discouraged by their hesitation, saw today's carefully orchestrated scene fall apart. "Call Liu Dafu, your construction contractor! I want to have a serious talk with him!" Standing beside Gao Liang were a group of security guards and laborers under Tang Hao's command—loyal supporters of Tang Hao. Tang Hao's influence over the entire workforce was strong, stemming from a recent incident when robbers broke into the site and stole property, triggering a fierce struggle with the workers. In that struggle, Tang Hao not only saved all the workers' lives but also, unarmed, captured the assailants. At the Mengyi Home construction site, Tang Hao, as security chief, had become the workers' protector. "He's not here! He hasn't come!" Jin Sanmao, under the workers' intense gaze, grew increasingly nervous, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead. Highlight didn't respond. He gave a signal to Tang Hao beside him and turned his gaze toward the small sedan at the end of the construction vehicle. Tang Hao was quick on his feet, so he swiftly broke through the crowd, rushed to the side of the new Santana sedan, and tapped on its glass door. A middle-aged man, plump and well-built, reluctantly got out of the car.