168: Chapter 1: 10 Newbies 168: Chapter 1: 10 Newbies With the embarrassing experience of being teleported back to reality last time, Tang Zheng had packed a set of sportswear in his backpack.

So, when he once again found himself appearing in a pitch-dark, deep alley, he quirked a lip, donned a nonchalant expression, and began to change clothes.

But the next moment, his hands froze in place.

A couple was having sex in the alley.

“Damn, I didn’t need to see this.” Tang Zheng knew his sudden appearance was surely horrifying, but they were the ones playing this ‘game’ here.

Just as he was about to leave, the woman stopped him.

“Hey, young man, want to have some fun?

Just five hundred bucks.” The woman was clearly an experienced prostitute who, at a glance, could see Tang Zheng was green.

She’d served many male university students in the area, easy prey as they liked to save face and had few demands, making them easy to handle.

“Hey, I’m not done yet!” The client was obviously not willing to share, “Can you at least wait for me to leave before you start soliciting?

This is so humiliating.”

“What a pair of real gems,” Tang Zheng couldn’t help but laugh.

A stingy and impatient client, and a diligent prostitute, still trying to attract more business while being mounted.

“Stop fucking laughing,” the client swore, “Fuck off, you’re ruining my good time.”

Tang Zheng initially planned to leave.

He didn’t want to meddle with this crappy situation, but being cursed at made his face darken.

Tang Zheng walked over to the client and kicked him in the chest, “Apologize.”

“Go fuck your…” The man’s words were cut short as he got a foot to his face, causing a bleeding nose.

Tang Zheng had tried to control his strength, but the lingering smell of blood and gunpowder from his recent killings on Death Island was hard to hide.

The client was beaten up and covered his nose, too intimidated to say anything.

“Alright, sorry.” Seeing Tang Zheng lifting his foot again, the man hastily apologized, not wishing to be beaten up again, lest his wife get suspicious when he returned home later.

“Treat your injuries.” Tang Zheng shrugged, shot him one last glance, pulled a hundred bucks from the pocket of his sports outfit, and stuffed it into the prostitute’s bra, then strode out of the alley.

The prostitute was startled by Tang Zheng’s fierce action, failed to solicit him for business, but when she saw the reddish banknote in the moonlight, she couldn’t help but regret.

She knew she’d missed out on a golden goose.

By the time she looked up again, he had vanished.

“Damn, what a punk.” The client cursed, a smile spreading across his face, “Jackpot.”

“That’s mine,” the prostitute knocked his hand away, but alas, it was too late.

The client pocketed the money quickly.

…

Tang Zheng hailed a taxi back to Heng’an District.

As soon as he stepped through the gate, his cell phone rang.

“Little Tang, where have you been these past few days?” The slightly distorted voice of An Xiuru came through the speaker, full of concern.

“Busy.” Tang Zheng kicked the door closed behind him, dropped his backpack on the floor, and flopped onto the bed.

“Home’s the best.”

“What’s the matter?” An Xiuru didn’t understand Tang Zheng’s sudden expression of homesickness.

“Xiuru, I’m afraid I…” Tang Zheng was pondering about resignation.

With no shortage of money, no time for work, not even time for school, he needed to improve his combat abilities as much as possible – his survival depended on it.

But the fact that he could acquire all knowledge of his major for just 200 points, even easily get a Ph.D., was making him depressed.

“Stop.

I have something to tell you too.

I gave you paid leave for the days you didn’t come to work.

I know you’re busy.

Take your time and come back when you’re done.

That’s it, goodbye.” An Xiuru spoke hurriedly and hung up the phone, clearly understanding Tang Zheng’s intentions and successfully staving off his resignation.

Tang Zheng stared at his phone with the busy tone beeping in his ear, let out a sigh, and wanted to call back.

But relishing her sentiment and fearing to break her heart, he ultimately decided against it.

“Why is Xiuru so good to me?” Tang Zheng frowned, puzzled as he tried to find an answer, “But it does feel good to be cared for.”

Tang Zheng had considered visiting his parents but couldn’t find an excuse.

He didn’t want to worry them without a reason, as his concerned mother might secretly call his tutor and inquire if he was in trouble academically, which would certainly reveal his pretense.

“If only I’d bought a girl to warm my bed,” the disgruntled Tang Zheng began to grumble, checking his Meteorite Wristwatch.

Unfortunately, he couldn’t buy any props outside of his room, but that didn’t stop him from browsing the menu.

“Customize a girl?

Hair color, face shape, height, even breast size and color?

That’s incredible.” Pulling the quilt up to his stomach, Tang Zheng’s mind began to wander.

Was the Silver Trojan a supernatural miracle or a technology from the future?

Over the next three days, Tang Zheng had a full schedule.

He was dragged by his class president to a female classmate’s birthday party, forming deeper friendships.

He spent a day in an amusement park with An Xiuru, who, after hiding from him all day, ended up right in front of his door.

Seeing her swollen eyes, Tang Zheng couldn’t refuse her.

Meanwhile, a bothersome rumor circulated at school that Mu Nianqi had asked Tang Zheng out for a meal and was rebuffed.

His phone started receiving regular harassment warnings from male classmates, threatening to teach him a lesson.

Tang Zheng paid no heed, but the constant harassment resulted in a knee-jerk habit of hanging up as soon as his phone rang.

“Could it be Mu Nianqi?

What on earth does this woman want to do?” Tang Zheng was puzzled, but there was no time left to investigate since the teleportation time had already arrived on the third night.

But he didn’t know that just minutes after he was teleported away, a Maserati parked at the entrance of Heng’an District.

…

After being teleported into the room, Tang Zheng found that there were already quite a few people present, and the atmosphere was quite lively.

Li Xinlan and Pang Meiqin were also there, sitting in the corner in silence.

“Look, another one with an ugly backpack,” a man in his twenties in a police uniform laughed, gesturing towards Tang Zheng and attempting to chat up the woman sitting next to him in a slip nightgown.

After glancing at Tang Zheng, the woman in the slip dress lost interest, she moved a little to the side, leaning against a middle-aged fat man in pyjamas.

This man squinted his eyes, sizing up Tang Zheng, then lowered his head, feigning indifference.

A man as tall as a tower stood next to the fat man, with no expression on his dark face.

He kept an eye on Tang Zheng, vigilant as if he considered Tang Zheng the most dangerous of the lot.

His slender physique and perfect muscular contours said everything.

A young college couple leaned against the wall, whispering to one another from time to time.

They even kissed occasionally, completely ignoring everyone else in the room as if they didn’t care.

However, Tang Zheng and the stone-faced man chuckled, as they had noticed that the male student would always peek at the other women in the room while his girlfriend was off guard, especially lingering on the woman in the slip dress’s chest.

“Tang Zheng, you’re here, come over here.” Pang Meiqin, who was initially somewhat anxious and huddled up in the corner, suddenly cheered up at the sight of Tang Zheng, calling him over loudly.

All eyes fell on Tang Zheng, then shifted to gaze at Pang Meiqin.

The flight attendant held her chin up slightly, showing a proud expression, and shot a provocative look at the woman in the slip dress.

“Do you know each other?” The police officer looked at Tang Zheng, tilting his head towards Pang Meiqin and asked him.

Tang Zheng didn’t answer, but furrowed his brows instead.

Could a policeman have such low quality?

He was about to probe him when another person was teleported in.

“Huh, where am I?” The new arrival was a man in grey overalls, holding a wrench, with even some oil stains on his face.

He spoke in a loud voice, “Old Geng, stop fooling around, hurry up, we’ve finished dinner and are ready for a sauna.”

His words immediately caused laughter in the room, the only person not joining in was the tower-like man.

He stared at the man’s arm clutching the wrench.

“This is so weird.” The wrench man wiped his face, spreading the oil stains even further and dirtying half his face.

He was not bothered by it though.

After looking around a bit, he went to Tang Zheng, who seemed to be the only solitary person in the room, “Bro, what’s going on here?

Fancy a smoke?”

“Thank you, I don’t smoke.” Tang Zheng rejected him politely, unbothered by the man’s forwardness.

Pang Meiqin, however, couldn’t tolerate it, so she stood up and walked over, pulling Tan Zheng towards the corner.

“Let’s just ignore these people, they are so annoying.”

Pang Meiqin shot a harsh glance at the woman in the slip dress as she spoke, showing her disgust openly.

The woman shot her an equally intense look back in response.

“What happened?” Tang Zheng was confused and stood still, but he was still interested in talking to the wrench man.

“High school classmates.

I didn’t expect to see her here, clinging to a rich man now after so many years.” Pang Meiqin moved her lips, mouthing something along the lines of ‘bitch’.

“You’re running into her here?

Should you be thanking or cursing the Silver Trojan?” Tang Zheng found it quite amusing, but immediately frowned, looking at the fat man and his apparent bodyguard.

None of the newcomers seemed like pushovers.

Before Tang Zheng could finish his sentence, another person was teleported in.

“It should be Qin Yan and Bai Guo.” Pang Meiqin intentionally spoke up so that everyone could hear, seemingly demonstrating her connections and familiarity with the situation.

However, a stranger appeared, much to her disappointment.

“Heavy makeup, cheap lipstick, leopard print skirt, black stockings, backless tight-fitting suspender shirt, oh…

looks like a ****” The woman in the slip dress made disdainful comments under her breath, but spoke loud enough for everyone to hear.

Upon hearing these words, the woman who just appeared looked startled, then her face was riddled with embarrassment.

She didn’t say anything, but quickly retreated to a corner.

Tang Zheng furrowed his brow again; this woman was really dumb.

Hiding just confirms the others’ judgment.

And by the looks of it, she hasn’t been in this line of work for long; she hasn’t even developed a thick skin yet.

As expected, seeing her reaction made the policeman and the male student chuckle, and even the female student laughed.

It seemed like she got touched by her boyfriend and gave a playful smack, calling him annoying.

But the flirtation in her tone was apparent.

The man with the wrench’s eyes lit up, staring at the woman curled up in the corner, and contemplated whether to approach her.

“If you want to flirt, go over there.” The policeman suddenly stopped laughing and cursed.

The male student was about to retort, but when he saw the cop abruptly stand up, he hastily covered his mouth and turned his head away.

“Hello.” After seeing him back down, the cop smiled contentedly, and glanced at the woman in the slip dress’s chest and started a conversation with the fat man seated next to him.

The man just nodded, not saying anything.

Tang Zheng was about to do something, but noticed a young loli in the far corner, looking frightened at them.

(To be continued.

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