2: Chapter 2 Junior College Students and Undergraduate Students

"Dismissed?" A hint of 'astonishment' surfaced on Fang Yu's face, seemingly unexpected that Manager Huo would say such a thing.

"Mm."

"I'm to blame for this as well. The headquarters issued the latest 'New Recruitment Standards for Regular Coaches' at the end of June, requiring assistant coaches to become full-time employees, they must be undergraduates, and their life level must reach at least Level 18." Manager Huo sighed. "I should have submitted your application for full-time status a month earlier. Maybe it would have passed."

"Now, it's hard for me to explain things to Brother Dong." Manager Huo's face was filled with annoyance.

Fang Yu watched the other party's performance.

"Manager Huo, then what should I do?" A trace of 'nervousness' showed on Fang Yu's face, and he couldn't help asking, "If I don't become full-time, can't I continue serving as an assistant coach?"

"No."

"The joint statement between the Blue Moon Alliance and The Eight Great Groups clearly stipulates that assistant coaches are intern positions. The internship period is at most one year. Beyond one year, one must unconditionally convert to a formal coach position, with the company purchasing the six insurances and two housing funds for them." Manager Huo shook his head. "You've already been an assistant coach for a year. If I let you continue as an assistant coach, the city headquarters side..."

Fang Yu sneered inwardly. The other party kept bringing up the city headquarters just to shirk his own responsibility.

"Then what should I do?" There was a trace of 'panic' on Fang Yu's face.

"Rest assured, I'll clear and settle your basic salary, performance bonus, and everything for this month." Manager Huo sighed. "Also, to compensate you, I'll have accounting give you an extra month's salary as compensation."

"You're also about to go on summer break. It's a good time to rest for a while. By the senior year job fair, maybe you can sign directly with The Eight Great Groups, which would be better than converting to full-time here now. How about it?" Manager Huo looked at Fang Yu.

"Only one month?" A flash of unwillingness crossed Fang Yu's face. "Manager Huo, last time when you discussed Supervisor Gao's severance package with him, it was more than just one month of compensation... I'll have to ask Big Brother Dong about this."

Hearing the words "Supervisor Gao," an imperceptible coldness flashed in Manager Huo's eyes.

However, the words "Big Brother Dong" also made Manager Huo's heart sink.

"There's no need to contact Brother Dong. He has a whole pile of things to deal with on his end too."

"Little Fang." Manager Huo even changed how he addressed him, his voice becoming gentler. "How about this: I'll give you the compensation standard for when the club dismisses a formal coach, N+2. You've just been hired for one year, so that's three months of average salary... However, you also have to sign a non-disclosure agreement in accordance with the resignation requirements for a formal coach."

Fang Yu's heart stirred slightly.

As an assistant coach, the base salary was very low, but the average salary included performance bonuses, which wasn't small. Adding three months of compensation together was a very considerable sum of money.

Fang Yu knew this wasn't the other party's bottom line. If he pressed a bit more, he could probably get more.

However.

Once he truly exposed the matter he overheard by chance, he would offend the other party to the extreme.

If he didn't expose it, there would still be room for maneuver.

The other party was not only the manager of the Xinjiekou Branch, but also a Senior Martial Artist who had reached Level 30 himself. With the little 'dirt' in his hands, even if he told Senior Brother Dong, it wouldn't be enough to bring him down.

If he couldn't completely destroy the opponent, then quitting while ahead and leaving room in all matters was the best policy. This was the teaching his father, Fang Pingan, had always imparted to him.

Besides, leaking it wouldn't bring Fang Yu any benefits.

"Okay."

"Then thank you very much, Manager Huo." A hint of 'gratitude' flashed across Fang Yu's face, and he continued, "Rest assured, Manager Huo. Next time I see Big Brother Dong, I will say I resigned on my own to focus on preparing for exams."

"Mm." The expression on Manager Huo's face softened considerably.

Both sides understood each other tacitly.

Soon after.

Fang Yu signed a non-disclosure agreement. The content was very simple: mainly not leaking operational details of the club learned during his tenure, not involving martial arts, with a non-disclosure period of one year.

At the same time, Fang Yu's phone received a bank notification.

"Account income +48,211.60 Star Coins, total account balance 71,622.72 Star Coins."

Fang Yu was in a good mood.

Under normal circumstances, he would have to work part-time for several months to earn this much... but now, just by choosing to resign a week later, he got it.

If he had resigned voluntarily, he wouldn't have received a single cent of compensation.

...

Manager Huo watched Fang Yu go downstairs.

Whoosh!

A tall, thin figure wearing a coach's uniform arrived beside Manager Huo noiselessly like a spectre. His voice was light with a hint of hoarseness: "Manager, are you sure he heard our conversation?"

"Not sure." Manager Huo shook his head.

"Oh? Then why give him so much compensation?" The tall, thin figure frowned slightly. "How about I secretly threaten and intimidate him to see if he really knows? A rookie in his teens of levels, isn't he ours to manipulate at will? If this were on Primal Star, a single slap would crush him to death."

"Old Gao."

"This isn't Primal Star, it's Blue Star. Don't use force lightly. If caught by the Martial Artist Regulatory Department, you'll lose a layer of skin if not your life." Manager Huo glanced at him.

Hearing the words "Martial Artist Regulatory Department," the tall, thin figure's heart tightened involuntarily.

Powerful Martial Artists all possessed astonishing destructive power. A Senior Martial Artist above Level 30 could easily exert thousands of kilograms of single-arm punching force. Earth Martial Artists above Level 40 were even more terrifying, able to reach sub-sonic running speeds, virtually terrestrial immortals.

However!

Whether in New Moon or Blue Star Old Earth, Martial Artists possessing powerful strength would not easily use force, even when interacting with ordinary people.

Why?

On one hand, it was the propaganda and educational guidance from a young age.

On the other hand, it was the unprecedented regulatory oversight by the Blue Moon Alliance within its territories. Even a 'Level 50 Sky-Patrol Martial Artist' capable of flying and burrowing through the earth would be arrested if they dared to violate Alliance laws.

Martial Artists were very powerful, and the Blue Moon Alliance granted them many privileges.

But the Blue Moon Alliance's regulatory force was even stronger and more terrifying.

The battlefield for Martial Artists was Primal Star.

"This Fang Yu is very smart, and I like dealing with smart people," Manager Huo said softly. "The benefits he asked for were within my allowed range... Secondly, he was introduced by Senior Brother Dong Xin."

"I don't want to alarm Senior Brother Dong Xin."

"Senior Brother Dong Xin?" A trace of dread flashed in Supervisor Gao's eyes.

Both were Senior Martial Artists, but Senior Brother Dong Xin was only in his twenties, an entirely different concept from Senior Martial Artists over fifty like them, and his status in the martial arts club was incomparable.

"The most important point."

"I just got news that this Fang Yu's martial arts technique has already reached Micro-consummation," Manager Huo said softly.

"Micro-consummation?" Supervisor Gao's pupils contracted slightly. As a Senior Martial Artist, he knew what this level of martial arts technique signified.

Even among Level 30+ Senior Martial Artists, many had not achieved Micro-consummation.

Before the Great Burning Heaven Era, the so-called Micro-consummation referred to an 'Anjin Martial Artist'. Once one circulated their Qi and blood to a profound level, they were qualified to be called a Kung Fu master.

In the New Calendar Era, martial arts flourished, life evolved, and powerful experts emerged in large numbers, making Micro-consummation technique quite common.

But placed on a junior college student who hadn't even entered his senior year, it was still considered rare.

"Isn't he only Level 15?" Supervisor Gao couldn't help saying.

"That's also where my surprise lies," Manager Huo remarked with emotion. "If he had awakened his Void Star Constellation early on and his life level reached Level 20+, with a powerful spirit making it easier to sense his body's tendons, bones, and muscle bundles... Micro-consummation technique would be normal."

"But he is only Level 15. According to the information I got, he hasn't awakened his Void Star Constellation yet."

"It can only be said that his Comprehension Ability is indeed extraordinary." Manager Huo sighed. "There's still a possibility he might awaken a Void Star Constellation. If we can avoid offending him, it's better not to."

Supervisor Gao understood Manager Huo's meaning.

Fang Yu's technique had reached Micro-consummation. Even without Awakening a Void Star Constellation, circulating his Qi and blood would lead to a rapid growth period in his life level... Although the older one gets, the lower the probability of Awakening a Void Star Constellation, and the lower the tier of the awakened Star Phase usually is.

On the other hand, the higher a Martial Artist's own life level, the greater the hope of Awakening.

Awakening a Void Star Constellation at thirty years old happened from time to time... With Fang Yu's technical talent, once he awakens a Void Star Constellation—even if it's just a lower-tier Star Phase—and draws Star Power into his body, his chances of becoming a Senior Martial Artist are very high.

In Manager Huo's view, since Fang Yu was sensible, spending a few tens of thousands of Star Coins to resolve the trouble meant there was no need to cause bigger problems.

"Alright, Fang Yu's matter isn't important. Even if he heard the conversation, he has no direct evidence. Now he has resigned and signed a non-disclosure agreement... Go check the next batch of potions carefully." Manager Huo shook his head. "Don't let any mistakes happen."

"Rest assured."

"Our supply source is fine and comes from regular manufacturers. We just need to swap them with labels from The Eight Great Groups." Supervisor Gao said, "Over the past half year or so, we haven't seen any student have issues taking them."

"Don't be careless," Manager Huo exhorted.

...

"Brother Fang, how did it go? Did the manager give you a raise?" Xu Chenyang welcomed him with a smile; he was still waiting outside the accounting office on the third floor.

Fang Yu glanced not far away at the manager's secretary, who revealed a large patch of fair, smooth skin on her chest and wore a professional smile.

"Let's go home first, we'll talk on the way," Fang Yu said simply.

This manager's secretary must have received instructions; otherwise, it was impossible for her to keep waiting here... Since he took the money, Fang Yu would naturally play by the rules.

"Okay," Xu Chenyang responded without knowing why.

When the two reached the second floor...

*Beep!*

*Bang~ Bang~* Faint sounds echoed from a training room not far from the staircase, causing a flash of surprise in both of their hearts.

The building of the Tieshan Martial Arts Club was constructed with reinforced soundproofing in every room. Otherwise, how could they withstand the explosive power exerted during a Martial Artist's cultivation?

To transmit even faint sounds through soundproof glass, what kind of strength was required?

One should know that although the martial arts club had several Senior Martial Artists as coaches... most of these coaches cultivated in the basement. The martial arts rooms on the second floor were generally used by VIP students.

"A student has this kind of strength? Who is it?" Fang Yu and Xu Chenyang's curiosity drew them to the outside of the martial arts room.

Through the glass, they immediately saw a short-haired young man in black-and-red martial arts attire standing in front of a punch force tester, casually striking the target.

*Bang~ Bang~ Bang~* Accompanied by muffled thuds, a series of numbers appeared on the display at the top of the tester.

"6,432 kg, 6,247 kg, 6,533 kg..."

A string of terrifying numbers caused Fang Yu's eyes to subconsciously narrow.

"It's him! Jiang Chenyi, I recognize him." Xu Chenyang's shocked voice carried a hint of envy. "Brother Fang, he's the top martial arts scorer from Wuling City last year mentioned on the poster outside, the one who got into the strongest Crescent Martial Arts University."

"To produce such punching force with a casual strike, his life level must have already exceeded Level 25."

"So strong in just his freshman year."

"Truly worthy of an undergraduate!"