Chapter 7

Coming downstairs, Dong Ze caught up with Zhuo Chuan, still indignant. "Boss, just like that, it's too easy on them."

"It won't be easy on them. I'll take a few months off first," Zhuo Chuan narrowed his eyes. He wasn't a narrow-minded person; otherwise, he wouldn't have achieved his current position through his abilities and hard work. But being treated like this, especially in front of over a hundred people in the company, was a significant loss of face. Although most onlookers were on his side, it was a major blow to his dignity. However, his mind was now focused on the new world, and he had no time to deal with such petty people.

"Exactly, with your skills, which company in the industry wouldn't fight to have you? Take a good two months to rest, I'm tired too. Let's play for two months, and when you find a new place, just give me a call," Dong Ze, unaware of Zhuo Chuan's true plans, patted his chest and said.

"Good brother, following me, you won't lose out," Zhuo Chuan was moved. In the cutthroat corporate world, he had seen many people scheme and plot for positions, but Dong Ze was willing to give up his job without hesitation and start over with him, showing that he was a man of loyalty.

Zhuo Chuan checked the time. He had originally wanted to have a farewell drink with the others, but time was tight, so he could only say a few words about staying in touch and then left.

After returning home, Zhuo Chuan had already dealt with all the modern world's trivial matters and was now free of worries. He immediately ate something, took care of his personal hygiene, and lay down on the bed. Staring at the ceiling, he tried to focus for a few minutes, and the image of the body numbered B47995 in the new world became clear. Then, two black vortices appeared in his eyes, and soon his consciousness disappeared.

Zhuo Chuan opened his eyes and found himself in the new world's body. The first thing he did, regardless of the time, was to rush to the bathroom.

"Ah, this kind of soul transmigration, although it allows me to almost use every minute of the day, needing only a little rest to recover from one body's fatigue while using the other, has many inconveniences. A person can go a day without eating and be fine, but going a day without using the bathroom is unbearable."

While clearing his bowels, Zhuo Chuan frowned, but then he thought about the three-month duel and shook his head. The inconvenience of this body wasn't something to worry about right now.

Zhuo Chuan felt a wave of hunger and immediately ran to the kitchen, grabbed a bowl, and turned on a silver tube, filling the bowl with a green paste, similar in texture to cream but with a bitter taste.

"Have to eat this stuff again," Zhuo Chuan drank it with a grimace, but fortunately, he had had a barbecue yesterday, so this body's digestive system didn't protest today.

Just as Zhuo Chuan finished eating and was about to sit down in the living room, the communicator rang.

"Teacher Xu Shan from the 7th District Middle School, Level 321, has a message for you."

Zhuo Chuan remembered he had a class today, but he had been delayed by the resignation in the modern world. However, this wouldn't be a problem for the next few months. After resigning, he felt much lighter, and since he was alone in the modern world, he would have fewer things to deal with there.

He quickly opened the communicator, and an image of his physical education teacher and friend, Old Xu, appeared.

"Old Zhuo, I've taken a leave for you today, so you don't need to go to class. After you see this message, come to the school's sports training hall to find me."

Thankfully, Zhuo Chuan slapped his head, wondering what Old Xu needed. He immediately left, called a car as usual, and quickly arrived at the school's sports training hall.

After verifying his identity and entering, Zhuo Chuan saw two men standing in the central training area of the spacious hall.

One man was Old Xu, easily recognizable with his muscular build, similar to Zhuo Chuan's but slightly smaller.

The other man was much thinner and shorter than Old Xu, and in terms of physique, Zhuo Chuan felt he was similar to his modern world body.

Zhuo Chuan walked over and looked at Old Xu.

"Did you drink too much with those brats yesterday?" Old Xu knew they had gone for a barbecue. "You're different; your soul has only been reborn for about a month, and you're still not fully adapted."

Zhuo Chuan knew Old Xu had guessed wrong, but it conveniently covered for his absence, so he went along with it.

"Yes, I slept all morning and just saw your message. What's up?"

Old Xu nodded. "Of course, something happened. After what happened yesterday, I spent the night making some calls and finally found someone who might be able to help you."

He then pointed to the thin man. "This is my good friend for many years. He passed the soul assessment a month ago and obtained citizenship, moving to the surface. I had to work hard to contact him, and he has some free time today."

"Hello, hello, it's an honor. I'm Zhuo Chuan, how should I address you?" Zhuo Chuan greeted him politely, deeply moved that Old Xu had worked so hard for him in just a month.

"Oh, no need to be so formal, Brother Zhuo. You were a B-level citizen, a big shot at the third level. I'm just a newly promoted 24-level citizen. It's an honor for me to meet you. Just call me He Qiang," the man was also very polite, but it seemed more out of respect for Zhuo Chuan's former status rather than for Old Xu's sake.

"Brother He, you're too kind," Zhuo Chuan naturally wouldn't call him by his name directly, but the respect from citizens for his former status showed the significance of the number B47995.

This made him feel even more helpless. If he had just transmigrated into an ordinary underground person, he wouldn't have attracted Jie Cheng's attention and hostility.

"Alright, no need to be so formal. Time is precious," it seemed Old Xu and He Qiang had a good relationship, and despite the difference in citizenship levels, they spoke freely. "Old Zhuo, I asked He Qiang to come down to give you a direct experience of a citizen's true combat power. We'll talk about the other things later."

"Where, where, with Brother Zhuo's body potential, as long as your soul grows and matches your physical abilities, your future prospects will far surpass mine," He Qiang deeply understood the true strength of a B-level citizen. Even if Zhuo Chuan's potential had decreased, he could still reach the same level in the future.

Zhuo Chuan finally understood why He Qiang, unlike Jie Cheng, was polite to him. He was wary of his soul's growth. In He Qiang's view, as the successor of a famous B-level citizen, Zhuo Chuan's future potential was significant, and as long as his soul grew and matched his body, he would far surpass He Qiang's level.

He couldn't help but laugh bitterly to himself. He knew his soul came from modern Earth, and at 26, he was almost middle-aged. Based on the soul knowledge he had gained over the past few days, his soul was likely already set, and growing it would be extremely difficult.

Jie Cheng, who had observed him closely for a month, had noticed this, was greatly disappointed, and became angry, thinking Zhuo Chuan was wasting the body's potential.

(Wasting the body's potential? That's it.) Zhuo Chuan's expression changed as he suddenly understood Jie Cheng's true purpose in forcing him into a duel.