Dawn Base.
"Found a way!"
Xu Zhentian's eyes glead with excitent after 'clocking out.' Despite being treated like animals here under military-like managent, with no entertainnt activities—essentially cycling between gaming, physical training, and scheduled als—
the world within the ga is vast and realistic enough, filled with endless possibilities, making it feel less like 'prison.'
He glanced at his roommate who had just pushed the door open, lying sideways on the bed facing the wall.
Xu Zhentian was used to this behavior.
His roommate was cold by nature, and even under the sa roof, their relationship was nothing special.
On a regular day, Xu Zhentian would probably ignore him and rest quietly.
But today felt different.
"Chen Yayue, how's your ga character coming along? Have you started practicing Martial Arts yet?"
Chen Yayue got up from the bed, looked at him silently, and shook his head slightly.
Xu Zhentian chuckled.
"I've found a way. Starting tomorrow, I should be able to officially get work at the Martial Arts gym."
"Work?"
"Just as a handyman, not for money, might even cost , but the cost is very low. The apprentices at the gym avoid cleaning chores, so they outsource them, and that opens the door for !"
Xu Zhentian said with a hint of pride.
In this dingy place, apart from gaming, it's just like being imprisoned with mundane, reginted routine; there's barely anyone to talk to.
So even when he wanted to brag about his achievents, Xu Zhentian could only share them with his dormmate, Chen Yayue.
"Being a handyman... seems like a plausible route."
Chen Yayue wasn't the best listener; he pondered Xu Zhentian's enthusiasm and focused back on more crucial matters.
Neither of them knew much about Martial Arts in the ga, thinking they might peek and replicate the moves for progress.
"I heard soone in dorm forty-seven joined a faction. The leader not only gave them extra money but also additional als, providing an extra at dish daily!"
Xu Zhentian shared so gossip he heard, showing a longing expression.
Once upon a ti, he wasn't eating well or living extravagantly but at least, he could order takeout as an average worker.
Here, even wanting an extra dish was strictly controlled—treating people like animals with a fixed regin.
"How much was the reward? Can it be transferred?"
Chen Yayue cared about this.
"I heard at least this number!"
Xu Zhentian spread out his five fingers.
"Five thousand?" Chen Yayue frowned.
"Fifty thousand!"
Chen Yayue's eyes changed.
"Is there any limit on slots or a deadline? If I join the Martial Arts gym tomorrow, can I get this money from the leader right away?"
Chen Yayue asked rapidly.
Xu Zhentian furrowed his eyebrows.
"How would I know? But... obviously, the sooner you master Martial Arts, the sooner you enjoy the rewards. Once everyone finds their way and starts practicing, can everyone realistically get that much money? If this news reached us, maybe the leader intentionally spread it. Right now, dorms nearby are buzzing, begging for overti; unfortunately, the leader doesn't approve it."
Chen Yayue understood Xu Zhentian's point.
"Seems we need to act fast... I must earn this money!"
Fifty thousand is not insignificant—selling themselves yielded only a hundred thousand!
But Xu Zhentian's hundred thousand was mostly spent on his sister's heart transplant costs in the hospital. It's unclear why Chen Yayue was also desperate for money.
This aspect is like a deeply hidden secret in everyone's heart, not easily shared with others.
No matter what, if there's money to be made, they would strive for it, after all, practicing Martial Arts in the ga is harmless.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
Just then, a violent knock sounded at the door.
Xu Zhentian's heart skipped a beat.
Glancing at the titable instinctively, it was supposed to be free ti for dorm activities—why would anyone co?
Catching Chen Yayue's eye, he opened the door to find several guards standing there.
"Brothers, what's... what's happening?"
"Chen Yayue?"
The lead guard seed to hold sothing, comparing it to Xu Zhentian's appearance.
"Not you."
Then he moved Xu Zhentian aside, marching into the dormitory.
"You must be Chen Yayue. You look just like the data. Co with us."
Chen Yayue visibly panicked, glancing at Xu Zhentian then at the guards.
"Take him, take him, stop dilly-dallying."
The guard seed impatient, gesturing for his subordinates to seize Chen Yayue.
Chen Yayue dared not resist!
For the guards bore loaded weapons!
If he acted rashly, he'd be staring down the barrel!
"Xu Zhentian!" Chen Yayue shouted.
By then, Xu Zhentian got up from the ground, hastily blocking the door.
"Guard brother, what's up, what's up? Did my friend do sothing wrong? Why are you taking him away?"
"Move aside."
"Co on, brother, talk to us nicely, we've been behaving ourselves since we got here..."
Before he could finish, a dark muzzle was already aid at him protectively.
Xu Zhentian zipped his lips, stepping aside, even hanging his head, not daring to et Chen Yayue's gaze.
Chen Yayue was suddenly overwheld with despair, face reflecting hopelessness, and hurriedly shouted.
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