Chapter 33: 33, What are you waiting for?

Whenever Ren Xiaosu educated Yan Liuyuan, Xiao Yu Jie would quietly watch from the side, suddenly feeling a pang of envy for Yan Liuyuan. If someone had taught her back then, perhaps she wouldn't have taken so many detours.

"Brother, teach me more in the future, won't you?" Yan Liuyuan said eagerly.

Ren Xiaosu glanced at him: "When I talk to you, aren't you always falling asleep? How am I supposed to teach you? Should I send you a dream?"

"Then I just won't sleep anymore," Yan Liuyuan glanced at Xiao Yu Jie and laughed sheepishly.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the clinic door.

Ren Xiaosu frowned and turned around. Usually, once night fell, no one would come to the door, as the town was not safe.

What was happening today? Could it be Wang Fugui returning again? In Ren Xiaosu's mind, only Wang Fugui would visit at this hour, since their houses were too close.

If someone intended to take advantage of this opportunity to commit a crime against Wang Fugui, they probably wouldn't even get the chance before Wang Fugui entered the clinic.

As Ren Xiaosu walked to open the door, he said, "I told you, Old Wang, hurry up and find a wife. Why do you keep knocking on our door?"

But when the door opened, Ren Xiaosu froze—it wasn't Wang Fugui.

The man was someone Ren Xiaosu recognized: a lazy young man named Zhang Baogen from the town, who spent his days loafing around while his parents worked at the factory to support him.

"What's the matter?" Ren Xiaosu asked.

He studied the other man carefully, noting no injuries.

What was he doing here so late? If he intended to rob the clinic, this fellow was really out of luck...

Now, with Ren Xiaosu's 5.5 strength and 4.1 agility, honed over years of fierce battles, even if ten Zhang Baogens came, he could kill them all.

Zhang Baogen hurriedly said, "Doctor, please check my illness. I beg you, keep it a secret."

Ren Xiaosu considered this and stepped aside, purely out of curiosity: "Tell me, what kind of illness is it? Don't be shy—I've seen all kinds of hardships. What illness haven't I encountered?"

"Please wait a moment," Zhang Baogen spoke politely to Ren Xiaosu.

There were many young men like Zhang Baogen in the town, loafing off their parents and causing trouble. No one dared to provoke them easily.

But Zhang Baogen wasn't foolish—he knew he couldn't afford to provoke Ren Xiaosu.

In fact, people had always avoided Ren Xiaosu. Though he seemed similar to those young men, everyone in the town knew that provoking Zhang Baogen's group would only bring petty retaliation.

But provoking Ren Xiaosu might mean death...

Zhang Baogen closed the clinic door and asked, "Doctor, something strange has happened to me."

Ren Xiaosu frowned: "I can't treat you if you don't speak."

"Not that," Zhang Baogen said: "Let me show you. Please don't be surprised."

Ren Xiaosu waited with anticipation.

At that moment, Zhang Baogen opened his mouth and actually spat out a saliva bubble!

Ren Xiaosu: ?_?

Just this?!

But in the next instant, the bubble that flew out of Zhang Baogen's mouth burst, and Ren Xiaosu felt a force erupt from it, pushing him backward.

The force wasn't great, but it was definitely not something a normal saliva bubble could do!

"Doctor? What are you doing?" Zhang Baogen asked, puzzled.

"Did your saliva splash on me?" Ren Xiaosu adjusted his clothes and asked: "When did you acquire such an ability? This isn't an illness—I can't treat it."

"But my parents say I'm ill, that my brain is sick. If I don't come to you, they won't rest easy. My parents really admire you..."

Ren Xiaosu found the words odd, but after a moment, he said, "To me, this isn't an illness. Perhaps you've heard—some people now possess strange abilities."

Ren Xiaosu wasn't speaking nonsense. Long ago, there had been rumors that supernatural beings could summon a train from the void.

The townspeople had spread this tale widely, finding it fascinating.

Yet when it happened to themselves, they called it an illness...

Upon hearing even Ren Xiaosu say it wasn't an illness, Zhang Baogen immediately thanked him joyfully: "Thank you, doctor. I'll go tell my parents right away."

"Thanks from Zhang Baogen, +1!"

With that, Zhang Baogen turned and left. Ren Xiaosu thought, This kid is quite polite.

However, Ren Xiaosu didn't like young men like Zhang Baogen. After all, they lived in this era—without fighting desperately, one couldn't survive. These loafers could live so freely only because they had parents.

How pitiful the hearts of parents were, willingly sacrificing their own lives to fulfill their children's.

The next morning, Wang Fugui quietly entered the clinic, pulling Ren Xiaosu aside and whispering, "I found out—Chen Haidong only just learned what happened. Apparently, someone from another barrier suddenly used supernatural abilities to attack the barrier's manager. Now all barriers are investigating the presence of supernatural beings. They really exist!"

"Really?" Ren Xiaosu asked, shocked: "Could there be supernatural beings among us?"

"Who knows?" Wang Fugui laughed: "This has nothing to do with us."

"Indeed," Ren Xiaosu laughed along, but inwardly pondered the events of the previous night. He wondered if Zhang Baogen had told others.

Having someone like Wang Fugui, a chatterbox, had its advantages—he was close to people inside the barriers, so he always heard news faster than others in the town.

No wonder Wang Fugui lived better than most. Perhaps this was simply his strength.

Suddenly, Wang Fugui chuckled foolishly and said, "Xiaosu, if I had some supernatural ability, wouldn't it be easier to find a wife?"

"You're dreaming," Ren Xiaosu said irritably: "Look at your foolish son—he's about to cry. Still thinking about this?"

"Don't say that—my son isn't foolish. He can't control me, and I was just speaking casually. Wait until I have supernatural abilities..."

Ren Xiaosu interrupted: "If you had them, wouldn't you already?"

Wang Fugui was speechless for a long time: "..."