Chapter 5

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Fang Shi is a person with a rather cautious personality, which seems to contradict his decisiveness, but this is the truth. People are actually very contradictory.

Although Fang Shi had determined that -4 was a threshold, he would not easily draw a conclusion on whether this threshold was appropriate and feasible. After all, he intended to deceive those wealthy people, who were certainly not fools and had their own tempers. If his Qi-sensing technique went wrong, the problem would not be so simple, and he might even face some retaliation. Therefore, everything had to be handled with caution.

Fang Shi repeatedly verified his hypothesis, exploring the roots of the special ability in his body, striving for greater stability. If it weren't for his younger brother waiting for his monthly living expenses, Fang Shi would have been even more meticulous. This was his cautious side.

Finally, Fang Shi was almost certain that a Qi value of -4 would not cause anything unbearable. At most, it would result in a financial loss or a minor disaster. Such a level of trouble should be something he could interfere with and bear.

So, the next step was to find a target.

However, Fang Shi was at a loss about where to find such a target. Finding a target was also a skill! He couldn't look for someone with too much status or wealth, as these people were wary and wouldn't take someone like him, who had nothing, seriously, nor would they trust him.

Therefore, he could only settle for someone who was relatively wealthy but had no status, in other words, a nouveau riche. Many of these people were superstitious or easy to deceive, and since they had no high status, even if the deal didn't work out, there wouldn't be any serious consequences.

But the question was, where could he find such nouveau riches?

Fang Shi didn't know, but someone did!

"Da Zhi..."

"I finally see you again! Where have you been these days? I couldn't even catch you at your door!"

"Why didn't you just call me? Why come to my place?"

"Hehe, I had to catch you off guard to find out the truth!"

"Uh, you're talking about catching someone in the act! Damn! I have no such relationship with you!"

"Haha... Alright, no more nonsense. I just want to know how your new profession is going?"

"Um, the preparations are almost done. Now I need to find some targets. That's why I'm asking you for advice!"

"You came to the right person. I, Jiang Da Zhi, know everything from astronomy to geography, from five thousand years ago to... five months ago, hehe. For internal matters, ask Duniang; for external matters, ask Da Zhi! Come on, what's the problem?"

"Hehe, I just want to know where to find the targets, as I just asked!"

"Uh... targets, you mean those people with lots of money and little sense?"

"Exactly, those two-legged, five-fingered animals!"

"Is there such a category? Did your biology teacher teach you this?"

"Hey, why does the physical education teacher always get blamed?"

"Hehe, okay, so you're talking about people with lots of money and little sense. They are also called nouveau riches, right?"

"Right, we're on the same page!"

"Not just the same page, exactly the same, buddy! I'll tell you, in Pengcheng, there are many of these people."

"I just want to know where to find them, where they gather."

"Three places: first, clubs! Those grand clubs, especially those in remote areas, like Shengqi Mountain Club, Lake Light and Mountain Color Club, Jin Guang Lake Club, and so on."

"Got it, but they're quite far. Are there any closer places?"

"Yes, the Thirty-Three Heavens Club is in the city center, and the Roman Emperor Club is also there, and..."

"Alright, that's enough. I'll go check these places out!"

"Wait, do you need some guidance?"

"Is that necessary?"

"It depends on whether you have a keen eye. If not, I can lend you one!"

"I don't need a corneal transplant!"

"Uh, then let me ask you, what are the characteristics of these nouveau riches? Don't get the wrong person!"

"Simple: fancy cars, beautiful women, intimidating bodyguards, wearing gold and silver, and so on. Oh, and they should wear prayer beads, as they are superstitious."

"Hehe, that's about right. According to your profession, don't target those wealthy people who dress normally. And be careful in those places; those who dress normally are not simple people, possibly colleagues or real upper-class people. Got it?"

"Got it, I'm just curious, how do you know all this?"

"Hehe, four words: listen and ask!"

"Can I interpret that as hearsay?"

"Uh, this... truth doesn't need a source!"

"Hehe, did your philosophy teacher teach you this?"

"Uh... why the physical education teacher again? That's not right. My philosophy teacher is the same as yours. Don't try to fool me!"

Fang Shi smiled warmly: "Alright, no more nonsense. I need to find a target quickly, or my brother's living expenses for next month will be cut off!"

"Hey, be careful. Even if you need money, don't take risks. Many of these nouveau riches have questionable backgrounds. Be cautious!"

"Got it, thanks, buddy! When my business starts, I'll treat you to a big meal!"

"Alright, I'll wait for it!"

Hanging up the phone, Fang Shi jumped out of bed, clenched his fist in the air, and gave himself a boost.

...............................

The Roman Emperor Hotel Club was a well-known club, especially because it had a long history. Almost everyone in Pengcheng knew about it, but before Jiang Da Zhi told him, Fang Shi didn't know it was a gathering place for the nouveau riches.

Today, when he came here, he found that the small parking lot was filled with cars with unfamiliar logos, and there were several Maseratis alone, not to mention those in the underground parking lot. There were truly many wealthy people!

Fang Shi first sighed in amazement, then felt a surge of jealousy. He was struggling to make a living, while these people were enjoying life. How could this not make him jealous? But what good did jealousy do? It only filled his heart with dissatisfaction and anger, and couldn't change his situation at all.

Sighing, Fang Shi shook his head and left the parking lot. He couldn't linger there too long, as the security guards with sharp eyes were already watching him. If he caused any misunderstanding, he wouldn't be able to fight them.

Besides, he was here to do business, not to cause trouble. If he wanted to cause trouble, it shouldn't be now, right?

Fang Shi looked around and noticed a roadside newsstand across the green belt to the north.

Speaking of which, the greenery in Pengcheng was really impressive. At least in the limited cities he had experienced, none could compare to Pengcheng. However, greenery also had its downsides, like now, it blocked his view of the people entering and leaving the parking lot.

Fang Shi looked left and right, then climbed over the barrier and hid in the green belt, finding a shady spot to sit. This way, there were no trees blocking his view, and if necessary, he could quickly jump over the waist-high barrier between the parking lot and the green belt to enter the parking lot.

He took a sip of a frozen soda, burped contentedly, wiped the sweat from his face, and closely watched the people entering and leaving the parking lot.

There were people wearing gold and silver, with beautiful women on one side and strong men on the other, women in designer clothes but with slightly distorted figures, various young men with slicked-back hair and makeup, and young women dressed fashionably with different styles. There were also young men who walked with their heads held high or wearing sunglasses, walking sideways. All kinds of people passed by Fang Shi, and he suddenly found it very interesting. So, this is the diversity of human life!

Fang Shi found it interesting but regretfully noticed that few of the people he saw had poor Qi. After some thought, this made sense. People were wealthy because they had good Qi. Those with poor Qi wouldn't have money. They would either be struggling to make a living or lying in a hospital, not hanging around in such idle places.

Fang Shi began to doubt whether he had made a mistake somewhere and whether he needed to adjust his strategy. He didn't have much time left to waste!

Just as he was hesitating, Fang Shi suddenly saw a man with a dark aura on his face. More importantly, his clothing and the wooden prayer beads on his wrist told Fang Shi that this guy was a good target!

Qi-sensing technique, go!

-4!

A large, joyful number appeared, and Fang Shi almost reflexively jumped up from the ground, threw away the unfinished soda, and ran like a cheetah, leaping over the barrier and landing lightly on the parking lot ground, narrowly avoiding a sprained ankle.

"Sir, please wait!"

Fang Shi ran and shouted loudly, completely losing his cautiousness and acting like a hot-headed fool.

"Stop!"

Fang Shi's voice made the two people who had just left their car stop. The man in a black T-shirt, who was quite muscular, naturally stepped in front of the middle-aged man and assumed a defensive stance, shouting loudly.

Fang Shi immediately stopped, raising his hands in a non-threatening manner: "Sir, I have no ill intentions. I just want to say a few words to you."

At this moment, Fang Shi noticed that the middle-aged man, who had only half of his face visible, had a rather unappealing appearance. He had a square face, short and thick fingers, a large emerald-encrusted gold ring, and a large wooden prayer bead on his wrist. His collar was open, revealing a thick gold chain and a jade Guanyin pendant. This was not just a nouveau riche but possibly someone who had made his fortune through dubious means!

Fang Shi regretted his impulsiveness. He had acted like a bird driven by hunger! Why hadn't he looked more carefully? Unfortunately, it was too late to regret now. The muscular man, who was taller and broader than him, was staring at him with a hostile look.

The middle-aged man, curious, revealed half of his face to look at Fang Shi. Seeing Fang Shi's thin and ordinary appearance, empty hands, and no signs of hostility, he pushed the muscular man aside, slightly turned his head, and looked at Fang Shi with a 15-degree angle.

"Do you know me?"

"No, I don't."

"Then why are you looking for me? Do you want to beg, hehe?"

"No, not that. I am... a sorcerer! Yes, a sorcerer!" Fang Shi swallowed and said loudly, trying to boost his courage, but his voice was trembling.

"A sorcerer? A street magician? You?"

"Not a street magician, just a sorcerer!"

"Alright, what do you want to say to me?"

Fang Shi gritted his teeth and said resolutely: "Sir, you are about to have bad luck!"