Transcendent Dawn

Su Lu opened his eyes, “That feeling of fatigue…an ordinary person’s body…I’m quite familiar with it…”

Normally, after advancing to the Occupational Person and undergoing the Transcendent baptism, he rarely needed sleep or rest, even more so after reaching the Fifth Level.

But now, he suddenly changed back into an ordinary person.

Because he stayed up late playing on his phone the night before, he woke up not refreshed, but rather dizzy and weak.

He looked in the mirror after a simple grooming and saw a young man with a haggard beard and a bewildered look. His facial features were decent enough but the type that you would lose sight of in a crowd.

“Such a life is really miserable…”

Su Lu slapped his face, came to the door, and with a ‘snap’, closed the roll up door.

Though the business of this small shop isn’t thriving, it was open for all three meals. In the morning, it sells some buns and soy milk.

For the original Bai Jing, naturally, he had to start working before the break of dawn every day, witnessing the city at dawn.

But Su Lu?

He was in low spirits, so he stopped working!

He casually found a piece of paper, wrote a few words and pasted it on the door, and then he left.

Not long after he left,

Foot traffic started increasing around the area; a white-collar beauty, yawning, came up to the entrance of the small shop.

Li Weiwei was not a foodie.

She just happened to live nearby, one of the countless screws in the big city.

Every day, because of heavy work overtime, she got up very late, had little time to get to work, and, also, did not like the food stalls that required waiting in line.

She did not have big dietary requirements, just needed it to be clean, especially hated feeling like she was waiting.

Therefore, she was a regular at the Bai Jing restaurant in the morning—this clearly indicates how bad the business of the restaurant was. It claimed its breakfast hours were golden, but there was no waiting required; as soon as you walked in, there was a seat!

But today, Li Weiwei stood before the closed roll up door, looking at the pasted white paper, she had a somewhat wind-blown, confused feeling.

“Not in the mood, closed for the day?”

She thought about the cook at the restaurant, a delicate young man: “That’s fake, right? If the cook doesn’t open the restaurant, are there billions of assets waiting to be inherited? Or is it already bankrupt?”

She stomped her foot, feeling greatly disgruntled as she walked over to another breakfast stall which was full of people, ‘Hmph…even if you do open, this lady isn’t coming again.’

…

Su Lu didn’t have any sudden incidents, nor was there any inheritance of billions of assets.

All he has with this body amounts to virtually nothing, there isn’t even four figures in the bank account!

But he still whimsically, had a great day.

After thoroughly experimenting with the hustle and bustle of this city, Su Lu confirmed that the technology of Blue Star was almost equivalent to the technology before he traveled here.

Anything that should have existed, almost all did exist.

“There are no loopholes to exploit…”

Su Lu sat on the bus somewhat regretfully, starting to worry about his life.

Each world has its unique rules.

In this world, the power of the Transcendent is forbidden, not just Gulam Language and Ancient Hebrew, even the Language of Arrogance had lost its original effects.

Now, he is just an ordinary person, a few knives can cut him to death, to say nothing of a pistol.

“Not sure when the first Spirit Tide will come…”

With a sigh, Su Lu got off the bus, like a confused young man commonly seen in big cities, he took his somnambulant steps back to his small shop.

“Huh?”

It was already nighttime, but with the dim orange glow of the street light, Su Lu still saw two figures squatting at the entrance of his shop.

‘No way! With Bai Jing’s mediocre cooking skills, are there actually such loyal customers?’

Su Lu walked over, “Two gentlemen!”

“It’s him!”

“Bai Jing, don’t even think about running!”

Upon seeing Su Lu, the two shadows immediately stood up, their tone quite excited.

“Who are you?”

Upon closer observation, two big men with fierce faces, they were clearly thugs, the type that could make children cry instantly.

But as someone who has lived through many lives, Su Lu naturally knew that judging by one’s outward appearance could be very inaccurate.

Some people might look pleasing but carry a heart of a beast, and some might look ugly beyond measure, but have a very soft heart.

Of course, there are also counterexamples, like these two thugs.

“We are from a micro loan company, Bai Jing! You are past due, plus interest, you owe 14000! Where’s the money? Why didn’t you answer the phone?”

One of them, wearing a floral shirt, said fiercely.

“Debt collectors? I had my phone off today.” Su Lu frowned, “Also…I remember that I borrowed less than 8000 in the first place, right? Also, I have already repaid several installments.”

Of course, he also knew that such companies would always be able to find a pretext to skyrocket the interest and the fees to a horrendous level and even after calculating, the damn interest rates were still within the legally supported range!

“Nonsense! Are you going to repay or not?”

The underling of the guy in the floral shirt glanced around and signaled that everything was okay. There were no cameras or bystanders taking pictures. They could do as they pleased!

“I have no money!”

Su Lu rolled his eyes, telling the truth straightforwardly.

The money that the previous owner had borrowed by his own means, why should he repay it?

“You little…”

Floral shirt stepped forward, cracking his knuckles: “Do you plan on taking a beating from us, then being stripped naked and left for your friends to find?”

“Are you… using violence to collect the debt?”

Su Lu frowned: “I feel like my personal safety has been violated, so can I self-defend now?”

“Dare to resist?”

The floral shirt thought he had met a lunatic; his right hand reached out to grab Su Lu by the collar, prepared to slap him around a few times first.

But at this moment, Su Lu’s eyes became icy.

He allowed the other party to grab his collar, joined his hands together, and pressed down on his opponent’s elbow joint.

The fierce strength caused the floral shirt to fall uncontrollably forward.

Thump!

He saw a knee coming towards him and felt it hit his chest squarely.

Smack!

Floral shirt fell over backward, rolling several meters before stopping, and lay there without getting up for quite a while.

His underling was stunned, hardly believing that Bai Jing, the young man, dared to fight back, and was so fierce.

“What? Want some more?”

Su Lu breath was slightly heavy, simple movements like those were challenging for this body.

However, the opponent obviously had no experience in fighting, it was just about who was more ruthless and quick at this point.

“You…you still dare to hit someone?”

Floral shirt howled.

“I’ve recorded everything. You guys were the first to make a move, you know!”

Su Lu took out his phone, smiled and turned off the recording: “I was just defending myself… And besides, I know a few techniques that will make you feel a lot of pain but will leave no visible injuries for forensic examination.”

He went forward, found a few spots, and delivered a kick.

“Ah…”

A chilling scream resonated, making Su Lu frown, casually finding a piece of cloth to stuff in his mouth: “And you!”

He looked at the underling: “Don’t be afraid, I guarantee there will be no injuries. I just want you to help me with an experiment…”

After a moment, two figures, leaning on each other for support, barely escaped from the street.

Su Lu pulled up the roll up door, casually entered the house like nothing had happened. Looking at the attribute bar, his face showed a hint of happiness:

[XP: 20]