Towards A Part-time job!

Although being a warrior sounded glorious, the training was really tough!

After more than three hours of boxing training, most of the students were already exhausted and collapsed on the ground.

Big fatty Zhang Tong was lying on the ground like a pile of mud, not moving at all.

Yinyang used today's tomahawk steak to entice him for dinner, but to no avail. He insisted on sleeping in the gym.

After taking a shower, Lin Feng and Yinyang walked towards the restaurant with their classmates.

Along the way, everyone wailed incessantly. Their aching muscles were causing them discomfort.

"Hiss, my arm is about to fall off!" Yinyang, who had fallen onto the seat, immediately leaned back on the chair and rubbed his sore shoulder.

Lin Feng was not feeling well either. He could barely hold a knife and fork.

He envied that Yinyang knew how to use chopsticks.

As he ate reluctantly, he took out an advertisement.

It advertised about repairing old houses. The hourly wage was 8 sols. This was the common currency name in the future world.

Moreover, the pay was not considered low. In fact, many students did not even have that much pocket money for nearly a week.

However, Lin Feng's goal was not these eight sols, and he would not honestly help others with those boring tasks.

He had such confidence because of his amazing potential !

His potential to alter dates meant he could alter everything!

He only needed to stay in the house for a few minutes to receive a sum of money in his pocket. There was no better business in the world than this!

"Lend me your phone!" He said to Yinyang.

Yinyang handed the phone over, looked at the advertisement on the table and said, "Are you going to work part-time? It's good. This place is not far from the school. But I'm sorry. I really don't have the strength to help you. After the afternoon's aura training, even a three-year-old child can defeat me. You can bring this phone along. It has Zhang Tong's number on it. If anything happens, feel free to contact us."

Chewing the steak, Lin Feng nodded and said, "I'm very grateful. It's great to have friends like you all!" Although he transmigrated here with a wrong outfit, Lin Feng still thanked God for meeting these two friends.

"Don't mention it! We are the triple fists ! Hiss..." Yinyang made a fist gesture but immediately withdrew it because his muscles are aching.

Lin Feng said unhappily, "Can we not mention this nickname? It's too old-fashioned..."

Then, he dialed the number in the advertisement and agreed to work in the evening with his employer.

...

The afternoon's aura training had no pressure on Lin Feng.

However, he still put on a pained expression. He absolutely did not want to expose his potential. He did not even want to give anyone any room for guessing.

To the freshmen, the two-hour training class was no different from going to hell. The class came to an end with the intermittent cries of pain from the students.

After all the tests were done, Lin Feng's growth once again made Dong Jie speechless!

The upper limit of his aura actually reached 180 points!

At this rate, Lin Feng would sooner or later become the "Master of Aura "of the academy!

What Yinyang said was right. He almost lost his soul when the training ended. He and Zhang Tong supported each other and followed Lin Feng out of the classroom.

"Buddy, let alone a three-year-old kid, I think even a harder paper shell can hurt you now."After saying goodbye to his two companions, Lin Feng walked out of the school alone.

...

He also met an old acquaintance at the door. It was Kang Lin, who had brought him here.

This middle-aged man was still wearing a gray suit and had a gentleman's back hair. His smile was still mature and unpredictable.

"Not bad, Mr Lin Feng. I heard that you have broken the freshmen's aura record? Please don't be stingy with your effort. I will apply for a scholarship for you in the future!"

Lin Feng looked at this "guide"and was very grateful.

Although he was just a street thug and came here awkward and rude, he was grateful to meet this gentleman who tolerated his behaviour.

"Sir, thank you for your help. I will continue to work hard and make you proud."

Kang Lin continued walking and patted Lin Feng's shoulder. He continued, "Not for me, but for mankind! If you need anything, remember to find me. Have a good night!"

Kang Lin's footwork seemed to be very special. He walked very far in just a few steps.

"Have a good day too, Sir..." Lin Feng nodded and walked toward the school gate with a smile on his face. He thought to himself, "The future people and its people are pretty good. It's not bad..."

...

After walking for about fifteen minutes, Lin Feng arrived at the meeting point to meet his employer.

The house was not considered big from its outer appearance.

This was definitely good news. After all, there was a price to pay for the use of potential. If he used too much, it would consume a lot of mental strength. He did not want to faint in this unfamiliar place.

After pressing the bell, the owner opened the door and asked.

"Hello, is this Lin Feng?" The owner was an old lady. She kept craning her neck to look at him. She did not look good, but after confirming the school uniform on Lin Feng, she smiled.

"I am Lin Feng. Hello!" Lin Feng said as he showed the advertisement leaflet.

"Oh... come in, child. I'm making some apple pie, come get some." The old lady looked amiable.

As Lin Feng had guessed, the house was not too big.

This two storey building only had six rooms and spanned about 600 square meters.

"Hey, I'm old, and I don't know how to repair and maintain, so I'll have to trouble you. You can come here after class, or you can bring your classmates along with you. I won't lower the salary, I can give you the key when you leave..." The old lady believed that this would be a big project.

From the photo frame in the living room, Lin Feng knew that she was not a lonely old woman.

In the photo, she was very beautiful and at least twenty years younger. Her husband beside her was also kind-looking. The young men standing on both sides were wearing the same school uniform as Lin Feng. They must be the old lady's two sons.

"Sigh, it's a pity that they are not here anymore, so I have to trouble you. If possible, you can bring your classmates over occasionally. My pies are very famous." The old lady's kind smile had a touch of sadness.

"It's not very polite, but why do they..." Lin Feng realized that he had said too much and immediately stopped talking. He did not dare to bring up her sad moments.

"Oh... it's okay, child. This was already fifteen years ago. I have moved on." As she spoke, she picked up the photo frame and used her hand to caress the three of them. Her face was full of love and pity.