Chapter 8

Clang!

Clang!

After the second person disappeared, Zhou Xu heard something pierce the wall, similar to a butterfly knife.

It was glowing faintly.

"Is this the thing I shattered just now?"

Looking at the knives embedded in the wall, he was somewhat taken aback.

This thing seemed to have grazed his arm.

He casually touched his arm.

"Ouch!"

"Did it hurt?"

He hadn't felt much at the time, indicating that the thing was very sharp.

A legendary magical treasure?

Squeak squeak~

At this moment, the rats around him seemed to come to their senses and started to flee.

There were quite a few, and it would be too tiring to deal with them one by one.

He then pulled out all the patterned knives embedded in the wall and threw them out.

He could do the Flying Dagger technique like Little Li.

After all, it was cool.

Especially when he watched TV dramas in junior high, he practiced for a long time and told his classmates he could do it, but they didn't believe him.

If it weren't for the fear of being called to the principal's office, he would have shown them.

After some time, Zhou Xu finally walked out of the room.

Not far from the exit, he felt the sky was much brighter.

"Sure enough, there was something wrong with the room."

Zhou Xu looked around; everything was now very clear.

But just now, inside the house, it was pitch black, and people were just blurry figures.

Even with the phone light on, it didn't help much.

Only now could he examine his arm.

The hand that had thrown the punch was his right hand, and he hadn't felt any pain.

There was just some blood.

Like a scratch on the skin.

"It feels like a pattern, quite smooth."

Lifting his hand and examining it closely, he noticed it resembled the patterns on the glowing knives from before.

But it was too dark just now, even though the knives were glowing, he couldn't see much.

No matter.

It would heal in a few days.

His body was much better than an ordinary person's, almost never getting injured, and if it did, it would recover quickly.

His physical condition was very strong.

But injuries were still injuries; otherwise, he would start to doubt if he was human.

Apart from having a thousand years of cultivation, there was nothing particularly special about him.

Oh, now there is.

That would be having parents who are villains.

As a minor villain, he was worried that one day righteous people would come to eliminate him for the sake of justice.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the house from just now.

"I'm still not used to it." Zhou Xu shook his head and sighed.

Those two were still people, even though he had cleared out many beasts, but…

He had never killed a person before.

"Do I have to wait for them to seek revenge on me to truly understand the cruelty of the cultivation world?"

"Um…"

At this thought, he suddenly remembered something.

The people from just now were cultivators, and they had been severely injured and fled.

What if they came to cause trouble? Could he handle it?

Cultivators were different from beasts.

"Never mind, I'll ask Dad."

…

Morning.

Zhou Xu had just returned from the suburbs to a street with some people.

He needed to buy a piece of clothing; the injury on his arm was quite noticeable, and it was better to cover it up.

"Hey, Dad, I have a question."

Zhou Xu spoke into the connected phone, planning to ask about his doubts from the night before.

"My son, what question do you have that needs your father's guidance?" Zhou Ran's deep voice came through.

"Dad, can you be normal?"

"Hurry up and say it, I still need to prepare breakfast for your mother."

"I suddenly thought of a question last night." Seeing his father return to normal, he asked his doubt:

"Since cultivators are so strong, if one day a group of cultivators were to attack me, would I be in great danger?"

"Don't worry, I've placed a protective charm on you. As long as you don't act recklessly, I can protect you.

When the time comes, I will come in person to show you the weight of a great demon cultivator.

But, you should stay in the shop and help, don't run around recklessly.

Your mother also said that if you feel scared living alone, you can come to the shop and help.

Then the shop's business can be handed over to you." Zhou Ran said.

As for a group of cultivators attacking Zhou Xu, he didn't take it seriously.

Such a thing was basically impossible.

"Okay, Dad, you're busy, I'll hang up.

I'll go to the shop and help when I have time, so Mom won't worry."

"…"

Taking advantage of his father not saying anything, Zhou Xu hung up the phone.

He didn't want to take over the restaurant at all.

His hometown should be here, but now his parents had settled in the town, and his hometown had become there.

"I don't know if what Dad said is true or not." He searched his body but found no protective charm.

But he didn't understand cultivation techniques, so it was normal not to find it.

Hopefully, it's true, then he would be much safer.

As for now…

He looked at the clothing store not far away, planning to buy a jacket and then have breakfast.

To go for an interview.

…

August, a sunny day.

Wearing a black casual jacket, Zhou Xu always felt someone was looking at him.

They were probably curious if he was hot.

Actually, he was very hot, but if it weren't for the noticeable injury on his arm, he wouldn't have to do this.

Of course, the injury was almost healed, and it would be fine in a couple of days when the skin shed.

But if the injury was exposed, people might think he had just been in a fight, which wouldn't be good.

It could easily lead to misunderstandings.

Well, he had just been in a fight.

In the northern part of the city.

"East First North Road."

Zhou Xu looked at the street sign and glanced around. This was a street with less foot traffic.

The street was quite wide, and the shops were not old.

It wasn't an old street.

It was just a street that couldn't attract much foot traffic.

"It should be here."

He wasn't going to apply for a job at a company, mainly because those companies didn't want him.

The only ones that did were sales positions.

But he wasn't good at that, so he later applied for a human resources position…

Unfortunately, they still sent him to sales.

He felt he had been tricked.

Moreover, this industry seemed to prefer women, especially those who looked good.

Ridiculous.

Vulgar.

Why not be vulgar after he joined?

This time, he specifically chose a job more suitable for him…

A librarian.

Ideally, a library with average business but a large collection of books that wouldn't go bankrupt.

Perfect.

He could earn a salary and get stronger.

And it was a quiet job.

But…

Would such a job really exist?

A short while later.

Zhou Xu stood in front of a relatively large library, with the words "Donglin Library" prominently displayed.

"The sign is quite dusty, but the floor is relatively clean.

It seems to have been open for a long time. If it remains this quiet, will it really not go bankrupt?"

Is such a large library sustainable?

Of course, that wasn't his concern. He would take what he could get for a couple of months.

First, he needed to save up for living expenses.

The cultivation world was still looming over him. In a few days, the cultivators from last night might send people after him.

It wouldn't be easy to work in peace.

Especially since he was the son of a major villain.

He was mentally prepared; his life wouldn't be peaceful from now on.

Not a big deal.

He couldn't choose his parents, so he had to accept everything.

As a son, he had to have the resolve of a son.

At the counter.

A young girl with square glasses was reading a book.

"Excuse me, who should I talk to about the job application?" Zhou Xu asked softly.

Hansu looked up at Zhou Xu, adjusted her glasses, and said:

"Talk to me."

Zhou Xu: "…"

So she was in charge.