Chapter 17

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As the morning mist rose and the roosters crowed, people who had rested for the night gradually got up from their soft beds to start their day's work. At this time, the only ones qualified to sleep in were the students on summer break.

After a semester of intense study, they finally caught a break during the summer. If they couldn't get a good night's sleep, life would be unbearable. For them—morning light is like a passing cloud, and the sun high in the sky is a reminder to wake up for breakfast.

Thus, a pair of student sisters adhered to this tradition, refusing to get up even as the door was knocked on loudly.

"What do you want? It's finally summer break, can't you let me sleep in?"

Hearing Yue Xi's muffled complaint, Liu Menglong's face turned dark, and he knocked on the door forcefully: "Bang, bang, bang—What time is it? Get up and make breakfast!"

Yue Xi, annoyed by the knocking, covered her head with a pillow and groaned in pain: "Please, give me some face, let me sleep in! Don't you know that lack of sleep is a woman's greatest enemy!"

"Hmm... greatest enemy, greatest enemy..." Compared to Yue Xi's irritability, Yue Chang slept very soundly. Whether it was a subconscious reaction or intentional, she echoed Yue Xi's words, though her voice was very low.

Perhaps due to the three-level upgrade last night, Liu Menglong found his hearing had become several times more acute than before. Even through the door, Yue Chang's voice, though very low, was heard clearly, as if it was right next to his ear.

Liu Menglong almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. This pair of sisters treated him like one of their own.

A faint fragrance wafted over, and Liu Menglong turned to see Nalan Ruyue, dressed in a white long dress, approaching like a fairy from the moon palace. When she got close, Nalan Ruyue handed her phone to Liu Menglong. Liu Menglong took it and saw: "Maybe they are really tired, don't wake them up. I'll make breakfast."

After reading the message, Nalan Ruyue smiled slightly and pointed to the content on the phone, using her hands to sign: "This is how the sign language for this sentence goes..."

The intelligence that had just increased to 29 points in the early morning made Liu Menglong's mind more agile, almost to the point of photographic memory. This discovery delighted Liu Menglong, and he no longer paid attention to the Yue sisters. While watching Nalan Ruyue cook, he learned sign language from her. In just an hour, Liu Menglong learned hundreds of gestures, making rapid progress.

Seeing Liu Menglong's rapid progress and smoother communication, Nalan Ruyue was delighted and taught even more enthusiastically. For her, having someone to communicate smoothly with was rare, and Liu Menglong's performance gave her hope for barrier-free communication. Her eyes looked at Liu Menglong with more joy.

Nalan Ruyue was indeed a good girl who could cook well. A bowl of lean meat porridge, a scallion pancake, and a small dish of pickles—simple breakfast, but well-matched and very delicious. More importantly, it had a homey taste.

During the meal, Liu Menglong didn't say a word, just lowered his head to eat. Occasionally, he would look up and meet Nalan Ruyue's eyes, smile, and then continue eating.

Liu Menglong hadn't eaten breakfast so comfortably in a long time, feeling almost moved to tears.

Putting down the empty bowl and chopsticks, Liu Menglong took a napkin to wipe his mouth. Seeing Nalan Ruyue looking at him with anticipation, Liu Menglong smiled slightly: "Very delicious."

"Phew..." Nalan Ruyue placed her left hand on her chest, relieved, then smiled contentedly and signed: "I can cook many dishes. Would you like me to cook for you every day?"

Liu Menglong's heart suddenly tightened, his fists clenched, veins popping, but then he relaxed and nodded: "Sure."

Nalan Ruyue saw the sudden change in Liu Menglong's expression but deliberately didn't think about it. Her smile became even sweeter and brighter.

Looking at her smiling face, Liu Menglong's eyes were dazed, and he murmured in his heart: "Why... do you look so much like Mom... Only Mom would say these things to me..."

After breakfast, Liu Menglong was sitting on the sofa drinking tea when Nalan Ruyue came over with a first-aid kit, smiled, and signed: "It's time to change the bandage."

Change the bandage?

Liu Menglong only then noticed that his right hand was still wrapped in bandages. Even during the early morning operation, he hadn't taken them off, and he had worn a glove over the bandaged hand. When he came back to take a shower and wash his clothes, he had forgotten to remove the bandages, and they had remained until now.

But...

Liu Menglong frowned. When the system 'refreshed' in the early morning, the pain in his right hand disappeared. It seemed that the system's refresh had also healed his hand.

However, from a biological and medical perspective, a hand injury from yesterday couldn't have healed by today. If Nalan Ruyue saw that his hand was completely unharmed, it might cause complications.

Fortunately...

"No need." Liu Menglong waved his hand, unwrapped the bandage, and said: "I learned some internal martial arts for a while, which enhances recovery. I woke up this morning without pain, so it must be healed."

China is a martial empire that has produced countless schools and internal martial arts over thousands of years. Although many internal martial arts have been lost due to years of war, hundreds of them are still passed down. Apart from some advanced internal martial arts controlled by famous families, many ordinary internal martial arts have spread through the internet. With nearly 2 billion people in the country, at least 500 million have practiced internal martial arts, though most practice health-preserving techniques with little power.

But even the lowest-level health-preserving techniques have one benefit—rapid recovery from external injuries.

Using internal martial arts as an excuse was seamless. When Nalan Ruyue saw Liu Menglong's smooth palm, she didn't show too much surprise, seeming relieved. She put down the first-aid kit and signed: "It's good that it's fine, but please don't hurt yourself again, okay?"

Nalan Ruyue had said this yesterday.

Liu Menglong looked at Nalan Ruyue, seeing the genuine concern in her eyes, which warmed his heart. He nodded lightly, finished his tea, and stood up: "It's not early. I'll go out to look for a job now and will be back before lunch. If I can't come back, I'll call you in advance."

Nalan Ruyue quickly stood up, straightened Liu Menglong's collar, stepped back a few steps, nodded in satisfaction, and signed: "You look handsome, you will definitely be hired."

Looking at Nalan Ruyue's smiling face, Liu Menglong pursed his lips and took large steps: "I'm going out."

Just as he was about to leave the garage with his car, Liu Menglong heard a text message notification on his phone. He picked it up and saw that it was from Nalan Ruyue: "Wishing you a smooth journey."

Gripping his phone tightly, he looked at the message for a long time, then took a deep breath, put away his phone, and drove the black and white panda away steadily.

Liu Menglong said he was going to look for a job, but he had no specific plan. However, he had a standard: to activate a life profession and gain rewards and experience points by leveling up the life profession.

What life profession is the easiest to activate? Levels up the fastest? And can earn money quickly in the short term?

After much thought, Liu Menglong found that a chef seemed to be the easiest to activate, level up the fastest, and earn money the easiest. Just by cooking a dish, he could activate the profession, and then by cooking every day, he could gradually level up to the maximum, ensuring a steady income.

But there was a problem: Liu Menglong had never cooked before. If he suddenly started cooking, he would likely turn the food into chemical substances. Could you imagine green chemical liquid as egg soup?

The biggest problem was that restaurants wouldn't hire a novice chef, leaving no room for practice, and how could he level up?

Thinking about this, Liu Menglong temporarily put aside the chef profession and thought of many other life professions, but none seemed to meet the requirement of earning money quickly in the short term.

With the money he had, he could only support himself for two or three months. If he couldn't find a stable job within that time, he would have to rely on "killing monsters and looting equipment" to earn money. However, the gang conflict he encountered in the early morning wouldn't happen every day, and it wouldn't be easy to kill monsters and loot equipment.

While he was troubled, Liu Menglong drove past a construction site and saw the construction workers sweating under the sun. His eyes immediately lit up.

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