Chapter 92

The middle-aged man, seeing Zhang Yu display a level-10 Infinite Cloud Hand, even showed a trace of respect in his gaze: "A level-10 Infinite Cloud Hand, it's rare to see goods of such high quality. Impressive, impressive."

As the middle-aged man figured, anyone who could cultivate a combat technique like the Infinite Cloud Hand to level 10 must already be at the peak of Qi Refinement—someone who, after high school graduation, still had the money, free time, and dedication to delve into such practical martial arts.

After all, in most people's thinking, it was impossible for someone to not cultivate their Dao heart, not cultivate their magical power, not cultivate their physical body, and simply raise the Infinite Cloud Hand to level 10.

Someone capable of improving the Infinite Cloud Hand to level 10 would most likely have pushed all their other basic attributes to the limits of the Qi Refinement stage as well.

The man muttered inwardly: "Could be a martial arts teacher from some high school sneaking out to give extra lessons for some pocket money."

Still, he didn't feel like probing further—the worst taboo in this line of work was prying into other people's secrets.

The middle-aged man then asked, "Then I need to register your details and ask a few questions."

Seeing Zhang Yu nod, the middle-aged man said, "May I ask if you're looking for a part-time position or full-time?"

Zhang Yu: "Part-time."

Middle-aged man: "May I ask about your teaching experience?"

Doll said, "Tell him you have ten years of teaching experience. Trust me on this."

Zhang Yu thought it over, figured he was hiding his identity anyway, so he spoke up: "Ten years of experience teaching at key high schools."

The middle-aged man nodded slightly—this was exactly what he had suspected. He continued recording as he asked, "Do you have any particular specialties?"

Under Doll's guidance, Zhang Yu gradually got the hang of the answers: "I specialize in technique instruction. Besides the Infinite Cloud Hand, I have many other techniques at level 10."

The middle-aged man then asked, "In your classes, how do you usually improve student engagement and focus?"

Zhang Yu: "The most basic method is to make the poor students kneel while listening to the lesson, let the top students join in insulting the poor students, and give different treatments based on classroom performance."

The middle-aged man nodded in satisfaction, then continued, "Would you be able to accept clients with lower intelligence?"

Zhang Yu was taken aback: "Lower intelligence?"

The middle-aged man gave a helpless smile: "After all, we're targeting the lower-tier market. The students who come to us to buy lessons generally have poor skills—average total score across six subjects below 450. They're not very smart and need teachers with enough patience and the ability to explain things simply. It's quite different from teaching at a key high school."

So basically, in your eyes, all ordinary high school students and graduates are idiots, right? Zhang Yu held back the urge to roll his eyes and nodded: "I'm very good at teaching below-average students."

The middle-aged man continued, "Also, our clients here are generally quite poor, so teachers have the task of promoting financial services. Can you accept that?"

Zhang Yu frowned: "Financial services?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Things like promoting tutoring loans or installment tuition fees to the students..."

Seeing Zhang Yu's silence, the middle-aged man smiled again: "No problem. As long as your teaching quality is excellent, it's fine even if you don't promote financial services."

Then the middle-aged man asked, "If during the tutoring session we encounter an attack by the company's security team or other gangs, are you willing to fight? And if you do fight, are you willing to kill?"

Zhang Yu fell silent at that, thinking to himself: As expected of the dark tutoring world—even a teacher has to think about fighting and killing while teaching, huh.

But what gave Zhang Yu a bit of comfort was that the other party at least considered his feelings and asked if he was willing—barely some semblance of morality.

The middle-aged man continued: "We understand your hesitation. After all, fighting and killing require a lot of expense, but please rest assured. According to the rules of our Dark Study Gang, we will reimburse you for all fines and compensation that need to be paid during tutoring due to fighting or killing."

Zhang Yu withdrew his comfort; it turned out the guy just thought the price wasn't settled yet. So gang battles are just that normal in your eyes, huh?

Zhang Yu naturally couldn't agree to such conditions. Although he had many techniques at level 10 now, his basic stats like mana and physical strength were still at the level of a first-year high school student. He dared not participate in any gang fights.

Hearing Zhang Yu's refusal, the middle-aged man nodded in understanding. After another series of questions and answers, he smiled at Zhang Yu and said, "I've pretty much recorded the details."

"But what kind of lessons we can arrange for you and how to price them will only be known after a trial lesson."

The so-called trial lesson meant letting Zhang Yu teach a class, and then the Dark Study Gang would arrange the course and pricing based on the teaching quality.

The middle-aged man added, "...Although your Infinite Cloud Hand is impressive, pure combat techniques have a smaller market than health-preservation, study, and work-related techniques."

The middle-aged man was worried that this 'suspected high school teacher' might be limited by his experience teaching at key high schools and unable to fully grasp the needs of the lower-tier market.

So he continued, "Of course, I'm not saying the Infinite Cloud Hand is no good. There will definitely be people willing to pay to learn it. But our customers are often more interested in more basic techniques..."

Hearing what the other said, Zhang Yu suddenly recalled the rankings he'd seen when buying techniques online.

So Zhang Yu said, "Health-Preserving and Disease-Curing Art, Excavating Palm, Crane Claw, Racing Car Leg... these techniques have a larger market?"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly: "Indeed, there is the most demand for tutoring in those kinds of techniques. Although the fee per student is cheap, a class can often teach dozens or even hundreds of students at once, so the earnings are actually higher than high-end small-class courses like the Infinite Cloud Hand."

"Besides that, there are the basic techniques from high school, such as Freehand Combat, Basic Swordsmanship, Basic Breathing, and the like."

Zhang Yu's eyes flickered at these words, and he thought to himself, "Are Excavation Palm and Crane Claw the biggest markets? Maybe I can use Yu-Book Specialization to quickly level these techniques to 10 and then teach classes." The middle-aged man continued, "Then let's finalize the time for the trial lesson. I still need to arrange for teachers to sit in. Do you have time five days from now?"

Zhang Yu did some quick calculations, then nodded and said, "No problem, let's make it five days from now."

The middle-aged man asked again, "Besides Limitless Cloud Hands, what else do you plan to teach in the trial lesson? We need to arrange for teachers with expertise in that area to sit in and evaluate you."

Zhang Yu thought to himself, "The Health and Disease Expelling Technique is an Expert-level technique. It's expensive, involves all parts of the body, and the movements are complex—it probably won't be fast to practice."

"On the other hand, Advanced-level techniques like Excavation Palm, Crane Claw, Sports Car Leg, and Elevator Jump are cheap, with simple moves. They should be like the combat martial art Back-Dragon Rolling Mountain Hand—much faster to train."

But to be safe, he still reported less.

He only said, "Besides Limitless Cloud Hands, I can also teach Excavation Palm and Sports Car Leg."

This could cover both high-end and low-end classes. The middle-aged man smiled and nodded, "Then I look forward to your performance five days from now."

"Oh, by the way, would you mind leaving a contact method?"

After confirming that Zhang Yu was unwilling to leave a phone number, the middle-aged man said, "Then please download a game called Kun God World, add me as a friend, and we can discuss course information in the game."

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On the way out of the campus area.

Little Doll couldn't help but say, "You've also trained in this Excavation Palm and Sports Car Leg?"

She really couldn't imagine a key high school student actually practicing such mundane techniques.

Originally, she thought Zhang Yu could rely on his Level 10 Limitless Cloud Hands to sell some high-end small classes.

Who knew he was also planning to teach low-end large classes like Excavation Palm and Sports Car Leg?

Zhang Yu pulled out his phone, opened a shopping website, and while buying Excavation Palm and Sports Car Leg, casually said, "I haven't practiced them, but five days is enough for me to learn."

Zhang Yu knew that since he would be spending all his time with Little Doll from now on, some things couldn't be hidden.

Upon hearing this, Little Doll frowned, "How can five days be enough? And even if you learn these two techniques, the Black Study Gang has so many teachers in the dark tutoring world. How can you compete with them after only five days of practice?"

"You should stop messing around and just teach Limitless Cloud Hands honestly."

Zhang Yu naturally couldn't be bothered with Little Doll's disapproval. As Excavation Palm and Sports Car Leg arrived, his account balance dropped by another 3,500, leaving him with over 12,000 yuan.

So, after returning to the unfinished building, Zhang Yu began practicing the newly purchased techniques.

First, Excavation Palm.

This palm technique was a strength-type palm art that mimicked an excavator, capable of condensing a trace of bucket force to dig materials and level the ground.

Since it was a purely work-oriented palm technique, containing no combat or body-tempering content, its moves were very simple—just three: straight scoop, reverse scoop, and sweep scoop.

Zhang Yu nodded slightly and thought to himself, "I can probably finish a full set in a few seconds, right? That should be easy to learn."

He skimmed through the manual, then switched his Yu-Book Specialization to this technique.

Next, his palm repeatedly struck the air, streams of invisible force surging out as if trying to form some momentum, but the next moment they lost control and dissipated into the air.

Seeing Zhang Yu standing there blankly after completing a full set of Excavation Palm with no effect, Little Doll sighed, "I told you it was a waste of time. You want to practice this technique in such a short time and then compete with teachers who've taught for years? How can that—"

But before she could finish, Zhang Yu, who had just been standing there in a daze, moved again.

This time, as Zhang Yu struck out with his palms, they brought forth a series of whistling sounds, as if a giant shovel were shifting back and forth in the air.

Little Doll stared in disbelief, "Wait... he's already learned it?"

"Learned it that fast?"

"And judging by the stance... it's like he's been practicing it for a long time."

"Could this be the potential that kid has unlocked? The ability to learn techniques quickly?"

But what shocked Little Doll even more came next.

In just over an hour, she watched in amazement as Zhang Yu's Excavation Palm skyrocketed from a complete novice to a master whose palms moved with fluid grace, as if about to level the entire unfinished building.