Chapter 4 - 4

Chapter 4: Chapter 4 Night fell, and the business in the restaurant became much quieter. Zhou Peng was sitting alone on the threshold of the backyard, looking at the night sky and lost in thought. The things that happened during the day would surely happen again in the future. If he didn't want to be beaten, he had to be strong enough; otherwise, he would never be able to hold his head up for the rest of his life. The hard cultivation on the Tianyuan Continent was not suitable for him. The only way to break through was to kill monsters. Monsters were also divided into different levels. The Fire - spitting Chickens he killed today were at level zero and were easy to deal with. But monsters above level one were not something he could kill at all. Monsters, like humans, could also cultivate. Monsters below level five relied only on brute force and were extremely terrifying in tearing. And monsters above level five that had cultivated crystal nuclei were even more domineering and could easily break mountains and crush stones. Zhou Peng was only at the second level of a martial artist now, and it was very dangerous for him to deal with a first - level monster. You should know that monsters were much stronger than ordinary martial artists. A first - level monster could easily tear apart three martial artists at the second level. The Kunlun Mountains was a paradise for monsters and also the most ideal place for upgrading. At present, it was definitely not possible for Zhou Peng to enter. Not to mention the rampant monsters inside, just the low - level monsters on the periphery could easily crush Zhou Peng to death. If he went deeper, he wouldn't even know how he died. Soon, Zhou Peng gave up the idea of entering the Kunlun Mountains. If he didn't kill monsters, how could he upgrade? Although he had tried killing some ordinary chickens, ducks, and fish and could get experience, the number of these was limited. Killing a few a day could only get him a few dozen experience points. He would never be able to break through to the third level no matter how long he killed them. No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. If I could kill thousands or tens of thousands of them a day, that would be good. Thousands or tens of thousands of chickens, ducks, and fish. There might only be such a number in a slaughterhouse. "Slaughterhouse?" Zhou Peng was immediately shocked and shouted, "I've got it." "Young master, what are you so happy about?" Meng Lei ran over and asked, looking at Zhou Peng's excited expression. "Fatty, is there a slaughterhouse in Qinghe City?" Zhou Peng must confirm whether there is a slaughterhouse in Qinghe City now. If not, it would be a waste of joy. "Yes, there is one in the east of the city. But, young master, why do you ask?" "Of course, it's useful. Why would I ask if it's useless?" Zhou Peng was secretly happy. It would be good if there was a slaughterhouse. He believed that no one would refuse free help. After dinner, after cleaning upstairs and downstairs, the day's work was over. After a day's work, his bones were almost falling apart. Fortunately, this body had been exercising continuously before. Otherwise, with this weak body, he would definitely be exhausted within two days. Today, Zhang Dafu let him do everything, wishing to exhaust him to death. But at night, he had to admit that Zhou Peng was very tenacious. He could survive after just recovering from a serious illness. It seemed that he had to increase his workload tomorrow. Anyway, it was free labor. If you don't use it for free, you'll waste it. If he was exhausted to death, it had nothing to do with him. Zhou Peng was exiled from the family to the Furong Restaurant. Except for three meals a day, he didn't get a penny in wages. Working hard here could only ensure that he wouldn't starve to death. It was impossible for him to develop. Zhou Peng couldn't help asking himself who was so cruel. Even if he was such a useless person, they didn't let him go. Did he peek at his wife taking a bath or find out that he had erectile dysfunction and that's why they were treating him like this? He had become a low - class pariah, and even the small handyman in the restaurant was not let go. Could it be that someone was afraid of him? Afraid of a useless person? It was impossible. Zhou Peng denied this idea. Who would be afraid of a useless person? Zhou Xiangtian was the first master in the Zhou family after the clan leader. His strength had reached the Gathering Spirit Realm. He was a first - class master in Qinghe City. Would he be afraid of Zhou Peng? Zhou Peng didn't want to think about so many things. The most urgent thing now was to go to the slaughterhouse. "Fatty, take me to the slaughterhouse." Although Meng Lei said it was in the east of the city, Qinghe City was so big. How could he know where it was in the east of the city? Moreover, he didn't have the location of the slaughterhouse in his memory. It was better to let Meng Lei take him there than to let him find it by himself. Meng Lei agreed without hesitation. In his heart, everything the young master wanted to do was a big thing. He wouldn't ask why. He just needed to do it. It had to be said that Qinghe City was very big. If Zhou Peng really looked for it by himself, it was estimated that he couldn't find it until dawn. Looking at the blue bricks and tiles around him in the moonlight, and the road paved with bluestones, Zhou Peng really thought that this was an ancient Chinese dynasty, just like what was shown on TV. After half an hour's journey, they finally arrived at the slaughterhouse in the east of the city. At this time, the slaughterhouse was brightly lit, and domestic animals were making noises everywhere. It was very lively. Zhou Peng was extremely excited when he saw this. Looking at the blood tanks on the heads of these poultry waiting to be slaughtered, he couldn't help but get excited. These were all experience, (qigong), survival value, and the way to become stronger for him. How could he not be excited? There were only three workers in the slaughterhouse, and they were too busy. When they heard that Zhou Peng didn't want wages and would help them slaughter the poultry that would be supplied to various restaurants tomorrow, they immediately agreed. Butcher was not a good profession. They killed countless living beings every day and were covered with blood, which made many people afraid. So very few people were willing to be butchers. At this time, in Zhou Peng's eyes, the butcher was a very sacred profession. As the knife fell, a duck died on the chopping board. The system in Zhou Peng's mind prompted: "Killing a duck, you get 10 experience points, 3 (qigong) points, 0 survival value..." "Killing a rooster, you get 10 experience points, 3 (qigong) points, 0 survival value..." "Killing a rabbit, you get 10 experience points, 3 (qigong) points, 0 survival value..." ... All night, the knife in Zhou Peng's hand didn't stop, and the voice prompts in his mind didn't stop either. The three butchers beside him were all dumbfounded. They couldn't believe that Zhou Peng, with his thin body, was so fierce, as if he had a deadly feud with these poultry. He killed one with one knife without even blinking. Who would pity or blink when playing games and killing monsters? They were all experience and (qigong). He depended on them to upgrade. Zhou Peng wished he had a hundred hands and could kill tens of thousands at once. The experience would increase rapidly. That would be great. Until the rooster crowed and the sky was just getting bright, Zhou Peng didn't stop until all the poultry waiting to be slaughtered in the slaughterhouse were killed. At this time, he was covered with blood and couldn't see his face clearly at all. He looked like he had just climbed out of a pool of blood, which was very scary. Holding a kitchen knife, he was like a bloodthirsty demon, making people afraid. After killing the last chicken, Zhou Peng looked at the sleeping Meng Lei beside him. His snoring was like thunder. He smiled and said, "This fatty can really sleep." After killing all night, he couldn't remember how many he had killed or calculate how much experience he had gained. At the end, the system in his brain prompted: "Congratulations to the player Zhou Peng for upgrading. The current level is 3..." The voice of the upgrade prompt was like the sound of nature, and Zhou Peng was secretly excited. Breaking through from the second level of a martial artist to the third level in one night might be unprecedented. Even Xiao Rufeng, the number one genius in Qinghe City, took three months to break through from the second level of a martial artist. He was really defying the heavens. Haha... Zhou Peng was in a very good mood. It wouldn't take long for him to show off his power. At that time, when he returned to the Zhou family, he would trample those who ridiculed him under his feet. A gentleman would take revenge even after ten years. Zhou Peng was not a gentleman. He couldn't wait for ten years. For him, revenge couldn't wait overnight. Enduring humiliation was just for revenge. The scenes of being bullied in his memory were repeatedly replayed in Zhou Peng's mind, making him very unhappy. If he was strong enough now, he believed that he would immediately rush to the Zhou family. Looking at the blood of domestic animals all over his body, it smelled very bad. If he went out like this, he would scare people to death. While it was still early, Zhou Peng prepared to go to the river to wash himself.