Chapter 243

"Who can say for sure, maybe one day you will also awaken spiritual power like me,

and become a Spirit Reader?" Zhang Jie said with implication.

If there are no accidents,

Luo Feng will awaken spiritual power after next year's college entrance examination,

become a Spirit Reader and a martial artist, and begin his journey as a cosmic bully who kills gods if they block him and kills Buddhas if they block him.

And a future Hunyuan Lord, besides himself, who else can change his future?

Perhaps there are supreme powerhouses who can erase a Hunyuan Lord,

such as the legendary Crab God who restarts the myriad realms of the cosmos at every turn,

but Luo Feng's position as a Hunyuan Lord has been recognized by countless high-dimensional observers.

"Heh."

Facing Zhang Jie's insincere words, Luo Feng responded with a "heh."

If becoming a Spirit Reader were so simple, why would everyone work so hard to practice martial arts,

wouldn't it be better and more convenient for everyone to go and wait to awaken spiritual power?

"Let's go, enough talk, today is a happy day, let's brothers go and have a meal!"

Throwing the topic of Spirit Readers to the back of his mind, Zhang Jie proposed with great interest.

"Good."

Luo Feng agreed immediately.

No matter what, today is a happy day for the brothers,

one has become a senior martial arts gym student, and the other has even become a Spirit Reader with a bright future.

However, although they said they would have a meal, neither of them had much money in their pockets,

and they didn't like high consumption that was extravagant, wasteful, and flashy,

so they didn't go to any luxurious shops, but just found a barbecue stall on the side of the street.

Even though it was only evening, there were quite a few guests at the small stall,

and the boss was sweating profusely in front of the barbecue grill burning with charcoal.

It can be seen that this small stall is quite famous and very cost-effective in the surrounding area.

However, although this small stall has a sign that says "Freshly killed fierce beast meat,"

this thing is just like the donkey skin in cheap online-bought donkey-hide gelatin,

it cannot be said that it is completely absent, but it can only be said that the probability of encountering the real thing is not much higher than winning the lottery.

What made Zhang Jie feel at ease was that under his perception,

although the ingredients the boss used were not the "freshly killed fierce beast meat" on the sign,

at least he didn't use zombie meat that had been frozen for decades, claiming it was from last week,

but was actually from the Shang and Zhou dynasties, to fob off customers,

the ingredients were ordinary beef and mutton purchased from the vegetable market, which were still fresh.

Otherwise, he would really be afraid that after taking a bite of the barbecue,

personnel from the Cultural Relics Protection Bureau would come to arrest them both on charges of trafficking in cultural relics...

Zhang Jie and Luo Feng held the barbecue skewers that were sizzling with oil,

added with cumin and various other spices, and were fragrant,

and held frozen beer in the other hand, eating with great relish.

In this hot July weather, a bite of barbecue and a bite of frozen beer is simply as happy as an immortal!

"Don't stop me, I can still drink... *hiccup*!"

Luo Feng, holding a bottle of beer, was still clamoring the last second, and the next second he fell onto the wine table.

*It seems my changes are not without influence on him. *

Looking at Luo Feng, who was dead drunk, Zhang Jie sighed in his heart.

In the past, in order to practice martial arts, Luo Feng was very self-disciplined,

and even if he drank a little beer when he came out to have fun, it was just to add to the fun and he would stop after a light taste.

This mentality of fearing that one's brother is having a hard time, yet also fearing that one's brother will drive a Land Rover, is something even the current Luo Feng cannot avoid.

After paying the bill, Zhang Jie supported Luo Feng, who had started to stagger, and left.

"You two take care, come often in the future!"

Behind them, the boss of the barbecue stall smiled and waved at them.

Although these two didn't look very sturdy and had muscles on their bodies,

they didn't have arms thicker than an ordinary person's thighs like other martial arts practitioners,

but their appetite was not small at all, eating almost half of the ingredients he had prepared and intended to sell for the whole night.

If two more like them came, he could close the stall today.

Zhang Jie also waved his hand in response, then hailed a taxi to send Luo Feng home.

If Luo Feng were in his current state and he let him go home by himself,

I'm afraid he would wake up next to a trash can tomorrow morning.

As a good brother, he certainly couldn't watch Luo Feng sleep on the street.

Another thing is that although Luo Feng is jokingly called a cosmic bully in the future,

his appearance is still very good, with a crew cut and distinct lines on his face,

and this tough style is very much recognized by the aesthetics of the current era where the strong are respected,

coupled with the toned body he developed through years of exercise,

Zhang Jie was afraid that if he left him on the street, he would be picked up by someone.

If it were a fair-skinned, beautiful girl with long legs, that would be fine.

If some gay guy who is male and also likes males picked him up, that would be a big disaster.

Just thinking that the dignified cosmic bully and future Hunyuan Lord might sing a song like "Chrysanthemum remains,

full of wounds, your smile has turned yellow," Zhang Jie felt it was too horrible to look at.

By then, he, the initiator, would probably not have any good fruit to eat...

The driver was an old driver who had been roaming the Yangzhou City of Jiangnan Base City for many years,

and knew every corner and traffic light like the back of his hand,

and before long, he sent Zhang Jie and Luo Feng to the residential area where Luo Feng lived.

This is the South Bank Residential Area in Yian District, which is low-rent housing specially used to settle people from various provinces who fled during the Great Nirvana period.

The most criticized thing is that these 32-story tube buildings actually have no elevators!

"No wonder Luo Feng's initial idea was to make money to buy a better house."

Zhang Jie, who was carrying Luo Feng up the stairs, complained.

Not to mention other things like lighting, aesthetics, and per capita living area,

the lack of elevators is truly life-threatening.

It's just that since the Great Nirvana, everyone's physical fitness has improved significantly,

and even eighty-year-old grandpas and grandmas can walk like flying while carrying dozens of pounds of things,

otherwise, I'm afraid some old people and children would spend half a day just going up and down the stairs.

Most importantly, Luo Feng's younger brother, Luo Hai, is a disabled person who had his limbs amputated due to a car accident in his early years,

and can only sit in a wheelchair.

It is simply too cruel to ask him to climb stairs or something.

At Zhang Jie's speed, he had already arrived at the floor where Luo Feng's home was located while thinking.

*Bang bang. *

Arriving in front of Luo Feng's door, Zhang Jie knocked on the door.

A middle-aged man who looked about forty years old, but whose temples were already gray, opened the door.

This middle-aged man was obviously Luo Feng's father,

Luo Hongguo, who could be called the savior of the entire Earth and the entire human race in the universe.

Luo Hongguo: If it weren't for me, could this universe still have a future? (Proudly)

"It's Ah Jie."

Luo Hongguo greeted Zhang Jie first; as the best friend of his eldest son Luo Feng,

he had come to play at the Luo family many times, so he naturally knew Zhang Jie.

He felt even more pity for the fact that Zhang Jie's parents unfortunately died in the mouths of fierce beasts.

Then he saw Luo Feng, who was dead drunk, and couldn't help but blame him:

"How did you drink like this?"

He is not the kind of person who insists that children must not touch a drop of alcohol,

but things like alcohol that can anesthetize nerves must be consumed in moderation,

and one cannot become a drunkard who cannot be happy without alcohol.

"Mm."

Luo Feng, whose face was flushed and whose consciousness was somewhat unclear, gave a reluctant smile in response.

"This kid."

Even though he blamed him in his mouth, Luo Hongguo still took Luo Feng from Zhang Jie's hands carefully and painfully.

Zhang Jie smiled: "Uncle Luo, don't blame Fengzi, he is happy today.

He has already been certified as a senior martial arts gym student at the Extreme Martial Arts Gym."

"Really?!"

There was undisguised surprise in Luo Hongguo's words.

A senior martial arts gym student, he is only one step away from becoming a prospective martial artist who can become a martial artist!

And becoming an official martial artist is the best channel for ordinary people in this era to cross classes!