CHAPTER 90: CHAPTER 90 LEVEL 3_1

[Student], [Fighter], and [Ancient Language Expert]—these three profession panels flashed by. He went straight to the fourth one, the latest unlocked profession panel:

[Death Teller (Extraordinary)]!

Lu Yuan’s eyes flickered intensely for a moment, barely containing his excitement.

[Death Teller] was triggered by the red gem from the Crow God’s Divine Servant. It was the first... Extraordinary panel he now possessed!

The single word "Extraordinary," specifically noted in the profession’s name, carried significant weight.

Lu Yuan carefully examined the information on the panel. He discovered that this new profession, unlocked less than a night ago, had already risen to Level 3.

[Profession: Death Teller (Extraordinary)

LV3 (12/400)]

Lu Yuan was momentarily stunned as an image flashed through his mind: a gem shattering, and a viscous liquid seeping from it into his skin.

It’s because of that gem!

Remembering the panel notification from last night, Lu Yuan checked it again.

Triggered profession fusion and profession advancement. When the judgment criteria were not met, it directly increased my profession experience...

Lu Yuan marveled, his curiosity about the gem’s origin growing even stronger. At the same time, this also resolved his confusion about the increase in his physique and intelligence.

[Death Teller (Extraordinary)], with the gem’s help, had leveled up twice in one go, earning him the attribute and skill point rewards for two upgrades. The two remaining available skill points confirmed this.

My intelligence probably improved after experiencing the Crow Dreamscape... Speaking of which, can things said in a dream actually come true? Did it really just add points for me like that?

Lu Yuan couldn’t help but grumble internally. Last night in the Crow Dreamscape, I casually mentioned healing my wounds, and some ’genius’ decided to put both attribute points into my physique to ’heal’ me!

Well, what’s done is done...

Since the points were already added, Lu Yuan had no regrets. At least he was no longer injured, which would save him a lot of trouble when he got home.

But why is the newly unlocked Extraordinary panel like this?

Lu Yuan looked at the [Death Teller (Extraordinary)] panel, his eyes flickering with a mixture of slight surprise and thoughtfulness.

Twenty minutes later, Lu Yuan ran home.

On the way, he had a preliminary taste of the power of 15 points in Physique.

No. It should be called freakish!

He covered the seven or eight kilometers from the riverside to his home without feeling the slightest bit strained, as if he had merely gone out for a short neighborhood stroll. After sprinting the entire distance, his face wasn’t red, his heart wasn’t pounding, and he hadn’t even worked up a sweat. Keep in mind, his running speed the entire way was nearly that of an average person’s hundred-meter sprint.

Now I understand why Lin Zhiquin practically ate cigarettes for breakfast. With a physique this strong, the harm from that bit of nicotine likely wouldn’t significantly affect his body. Of course, smoking is still harmful to health; it’s a bad habit.

Lu Yuan spotted his family’s small storefront from a distance and slowed his pace as he approached.

"Smoking is still harmful to health; this is a bad habit."

His mother, Zheng Qiuling, was standing at the shop entrance, holding a small notebook and taking inventory.

Lu Yuan glanced down at his current state, pondered for a moment, and quickly came up with a cover story.

He proactively approached his mother. "Mom! Did you buy breakfast?"

Zheng Qiuling heard him and turned, glancing at him while continuing to write in her notebook. "Huh? When did you go out? I thought you were still sleeping."

As she spoke, her movements suddenly stopped. She moved closer to get a better look at Lu Yuan. "What happened to you? Did you get into a fight again?"

Zheng Qiuling reached out to pull at Lu Yuan’s clothes.

When Lu Yuan went out last night, he was wearing a white T-shirt and khaki shorts. During the fight with the Crow God’s Divine Servant, he had been splattered with foul blood. Although he had soaked in the river for so long that most of the blood had washed away, the run home had dried his clothes. Now, the entire outfit looked wrinkled and yellowed, as if it hadn’t been laundered for days. The crucial part was the large piece missing from the hem, which Lu Yuan had torn off to use as earplugs against the Devil Sound Pouring into Ears from the crow flock.

"Today was just rotten luck," Lu Yuan said, shaking his head. He took out his phone from his pocket and explained, "I accidentally dropped my phone into the river while I was running. I went to pick it up, and my foot slipped, so I fell in too..."

"How could you be so careless!" Zheng Qiuling gently brushed Lu Yuan’s messy fringe. "Go take a shower and change your clothes quickly. I’ll go buy you some breakfast. We’ll get your phone repaired later. If it can’t be fixed, Mom will buy you a new one."

Being the top student in the final exams certainly had its perks.

"Okay." Lu Yuan nodded, took a few steps, then turned back and whispered, "Mom, remember not to buy from that steamed bun shop across the street. Their buns are terrible."

"Alright, alright, you’re such a picky eater," Zheng Qiuling chuckled, then shooed him upstairs.

Made it through!

The first thing Lu Yuan did after entering his home was to go to his bedroom and restore the anti-theft window bars he had bent last night. After turning on his computer to check the surveillance footage, he let out a sigh of relief.

Luckily, none of the things he had worried about had happened. His grandfather, Lu Yueping, wasn’t home. He had probably gone out to buy groceries or to watch people play chess in the park.

Lu Yuan hurriedly took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and rushed downstairs.

The breakfast consisted of beef buns that Zheng Qiuling had asked someone to buy from another street. Each one was about the size of an adult’s palm. There were ten with chive filling and ten with radish filling, all piping hot and smelling delicious.

Lu Yuan ate his buns with a carton of milk, casually asking his mother, "Mom, where’s Dad?"

Zheng Qiuling replied casually, her head still down as she counted inventory, "He went to the police station early this morning."

Lu Yuan’s expression flickered slightly. He feigned curiosity. "Why?"

"The usual business." Zheng Qiuling sighed lightly and paused her work. "Remember I told you a while ago about someone who took our goods and then disappeared without paying...?"

"I remember." Lu Yuan nodded and took another bite of his bun.

"Your dad found him last night."

"So, did he get the money back?"

"This isn’t about money at all..." Zheng Qiuling’s expression became complicated. She lowered her voice, "Your father said that person seemed to have been kidnapped.

"He came back late last night insisting on reporting it to the police. I didn’t stop him... He got back from the station around four in the morning.

"He had only been asleep for a little while when the police called him back in..."

"Why?!"

"The man is dead. There was a huge fire. His wife, his child, and the kidnappers... all of them are gone. Sigh..."

Zheng Qiuling sighed deeply again, reached out to pat Lu Yuan’s shoulder, and said, her face full of emotion, "So, you see, the most important thing is for a family to be safe and healthy. Thank God, this didn’t happen to us. Poor Wang and his family, sigh..."

Zheng Qiuling clasped her hands in a prayerful gesture and muttered to herself for a moment before getting up to continue taking inventory.