Chapter 61

Although the reverse energy flow of the Fruit of Perfection replenished his qi and blood, and Zhang Tie had rested for a night, the aftereffects of excessive blood loss were not something that could be completely eliminated in just one night. The biological clock that used to wake him up at a little past six every day failed on Friday, and Zhang Tie didn’t wake up until nearly eight o'clock.

No matter what, he felt much better than yesterday. At least some color had returned to Zhang Tie’s face, and although his body was still weak, it was within his tolerance. This feeling was like he had experienced nocturnal emissions several times the previous night.

MBD, who the hell said that bloodletting is good for health? At this moment, Zhang Tie thought of the scammers on the streets of Black Flame City who encouraged people to donate blood for better health. Blood is the essence of the body’s energy. Without blood, how can the body be healthy? If someone were to hand him those street advertisements now, Zhang Tie would spit in their face. The scammers sell the blood you donate, damaging your health, and then tell you that regular bloodletting helps with metabolism and blood production. Go to hell!

Because he woke up a bit late, on the last day of his school life, Zhang Tie almost arrived late at school. Not to mention, his mother’s strange look when he woke up in the morning made Zhang Tie feel utterly embarrassed.

Zhang Tie remembered that Teacher Daina once said that if one loses a lot of blood, timely replenishment of sugar and protein can help the body recover. So, on the way to school, Zhang Tie, who was usually tighter than a miser, bought breakfast on the street for the first time in years—a bag of milk and two eggs! This "most luxurious" breakfast he had ever had cost more than 50 copper coins, which made Zhang Tie feel heartache for a long time. However, after eating these things, he felt his strength and spirit recover much faster when he arrived at school.

...

As Zhang Tie expected, the fatso Bali found the events of yesterday quite interesting and couldn’t wait to share his miserable experience with the members of the Airplane Brotherhood early in the morning. So, as soon as Zhang Tie walked into the classroom, the members of the Airplane Brotherhood burst into laughter.

"Brother, did something unpleasant happen? Tell us so we can all have a good laugh!" As expected, Xista, the bastard, said this first.

If it were two days ago, Zhang Tie would have been both dejected and angry. But after his brush with death yesterday and the fact that he had personally ended two lives, his mindset had changed. Facing the teasing, he just smiled faintly, "You guys already know, so why ask? I’m still a virgin, are you satisfied?"

Zhang Tie’s reaction was somewhat unexpected. Everyone thought he had been hit hard and was somewhat depressed. Xista even came over to comfort him, "It’s okay, I know a great clinic. It’s just a small surgery, and you’ll be a bit uncomfortable for a week or two after the operation. If it weren’t for the survival trial starting soon, I would take you there today. The surgery costs more than 60 silver coins, and you definitely don’t have that much money. Bali and everyone else have decided to help you raise the money. The survival trial is a good opportunity; with some luck, we might get some valuable things!"

"That’s right, we can’t let you drag everyone down!"

"Having a virgin in the brotherhood is a bit embarrassing to say!"

The group of guys chattered on, making Zhang Tie feel warm inside. These lovable bastards!

Speaking of money, something in Zhang Tie’s mind was triggered. He suddenly remembered something. There were still two bodies in the Black Iron Castle that hadn’t been dealt with. Those two guys seemed to have quite a bit of money on them. Yesterday, he was too busy trying to stay alive, and his body and mind were in a state of high tension and fatigue. After relaxing at home, eating, and sleeping, he almost forgot this crucial matter.

Thinking about the pile of jingling gold coins in Snider’s money bag when he was trying to lure him, Zhang Tie’s heart suddenly became hot. He couldn’t wait to get home and thoroughly search those two bodies to see what else he could find. Those two guys might have more than just a little money on them.

He’s rich, really rich this time!

The last day of classes at school only lasted a morning. The school gathered everyone to reiterate the dangers and seriousness of the survival trial, and then detailed the things everyone needed to prepare. In the afternoon, school was dismissed. Everyone had two and a half days to prepare the required items. The school suggested that everyone prepare three basic things: a weapon, a sleeping bag, and five days’ worth of dry rations. If the family’s conditions allowed, it was best to also prepare a raincoat. Apart from the food, you could bring whatever you wanted, depending on your ability.

The school also told everyone the location of the survival trial, which was the Wild Wolf Valley, 70 kilometers west of Black Flame City. This time, students from four schools in Black Flame City would go to that place to complete the trial. This trial was the last chance for everyone to show their abilities. Those who performed outstandingly might get the school’s precious recommendation, which could change their fate.

As the last meal for all the guys in school, it was also a farewell dinner. The school canteen prepared an especially lavish lunch today, and everyone was given two scoops of meaty dishes, which made the guys eat to their heart's content. It wasn’t until after lunch that Zhang Tie felt his strength and condition had recovered to about 70%.

After lunch, everyone was taking this last opportunity to take group photos. Even though the cost of a photo was high, many people chose to indulge themselves on this day. The photo studios outside the school were doing great business, with photographers almost overwhelmed. The school was filled with the flashes and smoke of magnesium powder...

The younger students watched enviously, not realizing that for the graduating guys, this photo might be the last trace they left in the world. As proof of having lived, one must leave something behind!

Before the survival trial, getting rid of the virgin label and taking a photo—these two things became a ritual for many guys to leave school.

The seven members of the Airplane Brotherhood also took a photo, right in front of the school. Behind them was the large sign on the wall that read "Welcome to the Black Iron Age." The seven guys stood in a row. Bagda, standing on the far left, coolly crossed his arms and showed off his well-developed chest muscles. Light combed his hair to a shiny finish, looking somewhat mature. Shao Wen smiled shyly, Doug grinned widely, with one arm around the fatso Bali. Since everyone decided that Bali should pay for the photo, he looked somewhat worried but was trying to smile. Xista made a silly V sign, and Zhang Tie, standing on the far right, felt a bit melancholic, with a slightly slumped and stiff expression. As he was about to leave school, Zhang Tie thought of only one thing—how hard it would be to see Teacher Daina again!

With a blinding flash and a bang, a cloud of magnesium powder smoke began to rise, and everyone’s youth and figures were thus frozen in time!

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"Everyone, prepare as much as you can over the next two days. Bring as much as you can that might be useful. We’ll stick together during the trial, so we can take care of each other. The real test for our brotherhood is coming!" Bali reminded everyone as they were about to leave school. "I’ll get a first aid kit and a crossbow from my dad, and some healing medicine. The rest, everyone do your best!"

"Crossbow, your dad is really generous!" Shao Wen said in surprise, and everyone, including Zhang Tie, looked at Bali enviously.

"Can’t help it. If I die, no one will take care of him in his old age. This is what he prepared for me. He’s more nervous about this trial than I am..." Bali shrugged.

"Brothers, it’s time to give it our all. See you on Monday!"

"Okay, see you on Monday!"

"See you on Monday!"

The group of guys parted ways at the school gate, each going their own way.

"Bighead, be careful. Gris and the others have been too low-key lately. I feel something’s not right, but I don’t know what they’re up to!" Before leaving, Bali whispered to Zhang Tie.

"No problem!" Zhang Tie patted Bali’s shoulder and gave him a reassuring smile. Maybe two days ago, he would have worried about Gris and the others’ so-called revenge, but after what happened last night, he no longer took Gris seriously.

Bali scratched his head, "I don’t know why, but I feel like you’re different from yesterday!"

"Haha, I was hit hard yesterday, so I just have to let it go!" Zhang Tie laughed it off.

"Is that so?" Bali looked at Zhang Tie with some suspicion, "No matter what, be careful!"

"Okay, I will!"

...

After parting ways with Bali, Zhang Tie went to the Iron Thorns Combat Club. Today was the day to be a human punching bag and also to collect his salary. Next week, the survival trial would start, so he couldn’t come here anymore and needed to inform Manager Hack.

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