Chapter 177: Zhang Yu's Tools

"We've learned that you have a debt with interest due next month, and coincidentally we have a installment plan with a fee discount right now..."

Bai Zhenzhen hung up the phone, thought about the over twenty thousand yuan in interest she had to pay next month, and considered her bank account balance of less than ten thousand. She felt she couldn't lie in bed anymore either.

"Sigh... even though passing the first round of the foundation-building exam is good."

"But the money's all gone."

The pressure of repaying debts, the intensity of the exams, the bleak future... all of these at once overshadowed Bai Zhenzhen's joy from passing the first round of the foundation-building exam and learning the Ten Thousand Swords Without End technique for free.

Although relying on the income from tutoring lessons barely allowed her to maintain the most basic cultivation expenses while repaying the loan.

But thinking about the opponents in the foundation-building exam, Bai Zhenzhen strongly felt that the most basic cultivation... was far from enough.

"If I want to keep advancing rapidly, I have to throw money at it! Throw money! Throw more money!"

"How am I supposed to make big money when I go back this time?"

After thinking for a moment, Bai Zhenzhen shared her worries with Zhang Yu.

Then a fierce look suddenly appeared on Bai Zhenzhen's face, and she said, "Yu, why don't we just formally join the Dark Study Gang and participate in gang fights to make money!"

By now, Bai Zhenzhen's strength had reached the standard of a senior in high school, equivalent to the late Qi Refining stage. With the blessing of a true spiritual root, several level-10 techniques derived from calculations, and the Ten Thousand Swords Without End technique, her words carried an air of killing intent.

Zhang Yu frowned and said, "Participating in gang fights... officially joining the gang?"

He worriedly asked, "Would we have to kill people?"

Bai Zhenzhen nodded and also worried, "Killing people really is..."

"Sigh." Bai Zhenzhen sighed, "Although the Dark Study Gang guarantees it, after killing someone... what if the compensation we have to pay is more than we earn?"

Are you fucking worried about that?

Zhang Yu looked at Bai Zhenzhen helplessly. Even after living here for almost a year, he sometimes still couldn't keep up with the thinking of these locals from Kunxu.

Bai Zhenzhen continued, "Then how about... I go participate in technique modification? Or sell what we learned this time?"

"A big item like that must be worth a lot of money, right?"

Thinking of this, Bai Zhenzhen's eyes were already gleaming.

Zhang Yu also realized—Bai Zhenzhen was thinking of selling pirated copies of the Ten Thousand Swords Without End technique she had learned?

Zhang Yu said helplessly, "Why are you getting more and more criminal and dangerous? If you get caught with such a precious technique, you're finished."

Bai Zhenzhen said matter-of-factly, "For poor people like us, can we make big money without doing dangerous work? Would safe and well-paying jobs ever come to us?"

"If we hadn't learned something good this time, we wouldn't even have the chance to do this kind of work!"

Zhang Yu sighed helplessly again and said, "Let me think it over."

He originally thought that after becoming stronger, he could make more money through methods like tutoring.

But after seeing the strength of those Xiandu rich kids this time, Zhang Yu felt more and more that his money was still not enough.

So regarding the next step, Zhang Yu wanted to consult someone.

A moment later, taking advantage of Bai Zhenzhen going to the bathroom, Zhang Yu woke Fuji up.

"Huu..." Fuji groaned lazily and said, "How was it? Passed the first round of the foundation-building exam?"

Zhang Yu nodded and gave a general account of the situation.

Hearing this, Fuji was secretly pleased. As an experienced trickster god, she immediately sensed from Zhang Yu's words his anxiety about the upcoming foundation-building exam.

Fuji thought to herself, "This kid won't last much longer—he'll definitely hunt my colleague to further enhance his potential."

Fuji completely understood this, because just listening to Zhang Yu's description, she could feel how formidable those Xiandu students were.

Especially No. 23 and No. 11 that Zhang Yu mentioned—their strength was far ahead.

And when she heard Zhang Yu's thoughts on making money, Fuji directly said, "Going deep into the dark tutoring industry is indeed a good path."

"But things like technique modification and technique derivation are too deep—your current strength can't handle them."

Zhang Yu said, "What about becoming a gold-level teacher in the Dark Study Gang? How much could we earn at our current level?"

Fuji said, "To become a gold-level teacher in the Dark Study Gang, you also have to face gang conflicts."

"For example, a teacher from a rival school comes to challenge you, local gangs target you for attacks, the company's security team is on your tail..."

"After becoming a golden-level instructor of the Dark Study Gang, the more you earn and the greater your fame, the more terrifying the attacks you face become, and the stronger your strength needs to be."

Still lacking strength? Zhang Yu felt that no matter how he turned it over, he always ended up back at the same point.

Just then, Fuki said, "Actually, with your own terrifying potential, if it were enhanced a bit, in my opinion, even if you can't rake in big money, it would be enough to pass the Foundation Establishment exam."

"Rather than getting deeply embroiled in gang conflicts when you're not strong enough,"

"it's better to enhance your own potential."

Zhang Yu knew she was talking about hunting the evil god again to boost potential.

This time, Zhang Yu didn't object—he just raised a question: "If we want to hunt your colleague, we need intel on him. What do you plan to do?"

Fuki's heart leaped with joy, and she immediately laid out her plan: "I've already fully absorbed the shadow gu he planted last time."

"The command preset in that shadow gu was to send a message when you log into the Questioning Path Hall."

"As long as we follow Yu Xinghan and log into the Spirit Realm's Questioning Path Hall again like last time, I can send him false information."

"With false intel, we can lure the enemy into a trap, get him out, and figure out his identity and strength."

"Then we find a chance to track his intel in reverse, and when the opportunity comes, we crush him thoroughly..."

Zhang Yu said, "That brings us back to my earlier question. Even with Yu Xinghan's connection, logging in costs a hundred thousand yuan."

"Where am I supposed to get that much money now?"

"Then I'll have to work and save up first..."

But Fuki had already prepared for this: "If you're training and working at the same time, when will you ever save enough? There's only two months until the next exam."

"I've come up with a way for you to earn some pocket money."

Zhang Yu asked curiously, "What way?"

Fuki smiled mysteriously: "You have a unique feature on you that can fetch a good price."

Zhang Yu was stunned for a moment, then after thinking it over, his face stiffened, and he lowered his voice: "Are you fucking... telling me to get neutered and sell that thing?"

In that instant, Zhang Yu realized his first thought was, fuck, how much could that thing sell for?

Zhang Yu sighed inwardly: "Scumbag, Zhang Yu! You absolute scumbag! How did you end up like this?! Willing to sell your own flesh and blood for a measly pile of money?! Where's your sense of shame?! Where's your noble Earthling soul?!"

"Sigh. What Earthling wouldn't go crazy coming here? This is just a temporary measure to climb the immortal path."

No mistakes, one sentence, one release, one content, one at a time!

Just as Zhang Yu was secretly feeling ashamed of his own thoughts, Fuki said in exasperation, "Are you sick? Why would I tell you to sell that?"

Zhang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, but the thought that this evil god actually seemed to have higher moral standards than him only deepened his shame.

Fuki said, "That thing of yours is a tool of production! A goose that lays golden eggs! Who in their right mind would dig up the roots and sell it?"

"Are you fucking..." Zhang Yu realized he had overestimated this evil god's quality. He frowned and said, "You... you want me to... to sell myself?"

"Sell my own body?"

"Would that pay better than tutoring?"

Fuki was even more exasperated: "How could a job with zero technical skill earn more than tutoring?"

She said with a tone of disappointment, "I mean for you to sell your essence, get some protein to sell."

"Huh?" Zhang Yu was shocked: "That can make money?"

Fuki said, "Of course it depends on whose protein and who you're selling it to."

"At least with your current performance, selling to Red Tower Ranch for some pocket money should be no problem."

"Because the rate of your improvement shows a certain potential and talent."

"They'll be interested in your bloodline and genes."

"And don't you have a contact at Red Tower High? Let him hook you up."

Fuki chuckled, "As for whether Red Tower Ranch can actually get anything from your protein—that's obviously impossible."

"Your strength comes from the potential I stimulated; it has nothing to do with your bloodline, genes, or anything like that."

"……"

"Protected area."

"Inside the incubation room of the breeding base."

"Xiong Wenwu, who was practicing breathing exercises, felt his phone vibrate. Opening it, he saw a message from Zhang Yu."

"Zhang Yu: I want to sell my **"

"……"

"Zhang Yu looked at the message from Xiong Wenwu."

"Xiong Wenwu: Haven't you been neutered?"

"Zhang Yu: I had a reversal surgery."

"Xiong Wenwu: Oh."

"Xiong Wenwu: I don't accept it."

"Zhang Yu angrily said to Fuxi: 'Look, they won't take it at all!'"

"Fuxi said: 'What are you in such a hurry for? This is a gray area in Hongta; talk to him the way I told you.'"

"So Zhang Yu sent another message to Xiong Wenwu."

"Zhang Yu: I mean, can you help me make a connection to see if Hongta Livestock is interested?"

"Zhang Yu: I'll send over all the physical data I measured during last month's exam."

"Zhang Yu: Absolutely excellent male high school student. Ask your company if they're interested."

"After a while, Xiong Wenwu replied."

"Xiong Wenwu: Tomorrow at eight, 32nd floor of Hongta Tower downtown. Go find Manager Xiong Haohan; he'll discuss it with you."

"Zhang Yu: Many thanks!! Once I sell more and make some money, I'll definitely thank you."

"Bai Zhenzhen, who had returned to her seat, looked at Zhang Yu's happy expression and asked in confusion: 'Yuzi, did you win the lottery?'"

"Zhang Yu chuckled and said: 'Zhen, do you know what makes me different from you?'"

"Bai Zhenzhen asked in confusion: 'Huh?'"

"Zhang Yu said smugly: 'I have the means of production, and you don't.'"

"After hearing Zhang Yu's explanation, Bai Zhenzhen looked at him enviously: 'That broken root of yours really is useful.'"

"Early the next morning, Zhang Yu arrived at the 32nd floor of Hongta Tower. After expressing his purpose at the front desk, he was arranged to wait in a small meeting room."