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358: Chapter 358 The Old House Guy

Three years had passed, and Tang Ping had finally finished digesting most of the inheritance in his hands.

At this point, his strength had reached the peak of Level Five, and both of his S-rank Talents had also reached the peak of Level Five.

This level of power gave him the initial capital to establish himself; he no longer had to worry that any random person who appeared could kill him.

With his current power, an ordinary level six was no match for him at all. Combined with the secret techniques he practiced from the Azure Realm, he could be considered half-invincible within the level six rank.

Tang Ping stood up, intending to officially take a stroll around Baiyang City. After all, it was the largest city in the northern part of the star sector.

Indeed, for the past three years, Tang Ping had not set foot outside, becoming a famous shut-in in this residential area. Well, saying 'famous' might not be accurate, because hardly anyone in the neighborhood even knew of his existence.

"Meow."

A large orange cat ran over and rubbed against Tang Ping. This was a little cat he had raised over the past three years to pass the time.

Originally, it was just an ordinary stray cat he picked up in the neighborhood. Of course, it wasn't an ordinary cat anymore. Fed with the tiny bits of resources that leaked through Tang Ping's fingers, it had already reached the fourth level.

"Let's go, Big Orange. Let's go out and see the sights. Since we're here, we can't let the visit go to waste."

For three years, he had even skipped eating. With the existence of the Azure Realm, he didn't need to eat at all, which was a minor characteristic of this Mystical Art.

However, he still wanted to go out today to taste the delicacies of Baiyang City.

This year happened to be the fourth cycle of the Baiyang City poplars, corresponding to the Beginning of Winter solar term. For the entire three years, it had been a pattern of a light snow every three days and a heavy snow every five days.

Downstairs, children were having a snowball fight. Tang Ping didn't know any of them. Oh, he remembered one slightly; it seemed to be the little fatty who used to feed Big Orange.

"Eh, Big Brother, you're out today! I haven't seen you for two months." The little fatty seemed to be greeting Tang Ping, but his eyes were fixed unblinkingly on the big orange cat. "Big Orange! You've gotten fat again!"

The little fatty pounced forward.

The big orange cat remembered the little fatty and didn't resist, though it did let out a few dissatisfied meows.

Three years ago, the little fatty was only four years old; now, he was a seven-year-old little fatty.

Tang Ping felt he didn't have much to talk about with a child, so he asked casually, "You're in school now, right?"

"I started school last year, and now I'm in the second grade." The little fatty's expression suddenly became excited, and he began to gesticulate wildly. "Big Brother, tomorrow our teacher is taking us out of the city! Out of the city! I've never been out of the city once. I heard the sky outside is all gray, just like in the doomsday cartoons, and there are many dangerous Pollution Beasts and Aberrations!"

"The teacher said she's taking us to dig for Earth Worms."

The little fatty picked up a nearby snow shovel and brandished it. "Those clumsy little bugs—I'll definitely be able to get one with a single shovel! Then I'll get the best grade in the whole class!"

Because it had been set down, the big orange cat let out a dissatisfied meow and climbed back into Tang Ping's arms.

"Haha, is that so? Little Fatty will definitely get first in class and then become a powerful Talent User."

"Hmph, of course! I'm going to awaken an S-rank Talent and become an existence like the Lord Guardian!" The little fatty said proudly. "By the way, Big Brother, what level are you?"

"Me?" Tang Ping rubbed his nose. "Just second level. A bit of a noob."

"That really is a bit weak, considering you're so old."

"..."

"Alright, enough chatting. I'm going to go eat something delicious."

"Something delicious!" The little fatty's eyes lit up, and he immediately ran over to act spoiled. "Big Brother, look at our relationship. We're iron brothers, hehe."

Looking at the little fatty rubbing his small hands together, Tang Ping chuckled. "Let's go then, but don't you dare run off halfway through eating."

"Hmph, look at this meat on me! What is this? This is strength!"

Throughout Baiyang City, there were poplar trees everywhere. These poplars weren't just trees; they were the pillars that propped up the sky of Baiyang City.

Here, the sky was blue, the clouds were white, the grass was green, and the flowers were colorful. The apocalypse was something that only existed in cartoons.

The population of Baiyang City was large, over a million people, but Baiyang City was not crowded. One could even say it felt sparsely populated because the entire city covered an area of ten thousand square kilometers. The four-sided city walls transformed this hundred-kilometer region into an independent world.

If it hadn't been for the fact that the city had only been built for fifty years, the population would surely be even larger.

Unfortunately, Baiyang City did not have the Star River Water left behind on the star source tower. Despite having the poplar trees, the prosperity of the vegetation here was quite a bit inferior to that of Xingyao City.

The little fatty was like a bouncy ball of excitement the whole way, leading Tang Ping through his favorite food street.

"We're coming to this place?" Tang Ping fell into deep thought as he looked at the Earth Worm meat skewers priced at two 'fen' per skewer.

What unit was a 'fen'? Was there other currency besides xingyao coins?

Tang Ping tried handing over a single xingyao coin.

The little fatty's eyes widened. "Big Brother, you don't need such a large amount."

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