High School Student with Immortal Race System

The Yang Family had now weathered its financial crisis and was steadily climbing to the next level. However, hiring employees was still a very expensive affair. Besides, with them counting as only 0.2 of a person each, he would need twenty of them to meet the mission requirement...

That was just absurd. Many small and medium-sized businesses didn’t even have that many people...

Supporting people was the most expensive part, and right now, there wasn’t even anything for them to do.

That would be 24-karat pure mooching, which was a bit too foolish.

Of course, Yang Shen could also use the "Ancestral Lineage Spiritual Record," sifting through the vast, ocean-like genealogical records layer by layer to find suitable people and persuade them to join the "Jianghuai Yang Family."

But there was a hidden danger. The Yang Family wasn’t strong or prominent enough yet. Just as he had told Lei Lv, sharing the same surname didn’t mean sharing the same heart.

If their connection was so tenuous that he needed a "Marvel of Heaven and Earth" just to find them, then they were no different from strangers... They might even be harder to manage than strangers.

After recruiting them from all corners of the country to join the Yang Family, what would he have them do?

He would have to take care of their living expenses, wouldn’t he? How was that any different from hiring employees?

Therefore, the most suitable option left was to "take on apprentices."

Yang Shen looked at the "ten-person group" in the distance. They had just suffered a crushing defeat and were now studying with all their might. Suddenly, an idea struck him...

When he first got the system, Yang Shen had considered taking on apprentices to make up the numbers. Unfortunately, he himself was a pathetic loser at the bottom of the ranks, and even someone like Huang Gang wouldn’t have submitted to him.

But things were different now... He had become the uncrowned king of Nanliang High School, a legendary figure.

Outside of school, he still wasn’t qualified to take on apprentices—his age was a clear factor. But within the school?

Yang Shen suddenly felt... that the ten-person group seemed quite suitable!

Taking on apprentices wasn’t like hiring employees; the karmic ties were quite significant. If possible, he naturally hoped his "apprentices" wouldn’t just be tools to complete a mission and then be tossed aside, leaving a mess behind.

It would be best to recruit those with potential...

If they had no potential, perhaps a few years down the line, he would look back and find that his apprentices were all a bunch of trash...

Among the ten-person group... there might be suitable candidates. He should have already beaten them into submission, so there was a certain foundation.

He wouldn’t teach them any "Cultivation-Related Skills" either, keeping things strictly at the Martial Arts level.

In fact... to be more precise, he would only teach the "Sixth Set of Initial Realm Body Refining Fist." That was more than enough. It was the foundation for all Martial Arts High School students!

Although Nanliang High School wasn’t a prestigious school, making it into the top ten there meant they were already quite outstanding compared to their peers across Yanhua... Besides, a few of them had powerful families backing them.

Cao Wei’s family seemed very wealthy, and Yuan Rui was about the same...

On Cyan Blue, where "financial power" was roughly equivalent to "academic power," top students were either "rich second-generation" or "debt-ridden first-generation."

He couldn’t say if these apprentices would be able to help the Yang Family for ten or twenty years, but for the next year or two at least, they could be considered a hidden social resource.

He didn’t demand the ancient Yanhua standard of "a teacher for a day is a father for life." As long as they passed the system’s judgment and formed a "modern," loose master-apprentice relationship, it would be enough.

After a moment of contemplation, Yang Shen decided to pick one of them and check their Life Chart.

He scanned the group and, between the more familiar Tian Zihan and Cao Wei, chose to look at Tian Zihan.

"Tian Zihan: Second Level of Qi Cultivation"

"Life Chart: No Posterity is the Greatest."

"No Posterity is the Greatest: Outstanding physical talent. Most parts of the body grow larger with training, while a small part grows smaller."

Yang Shen: ...

’Holy crap, what a perilous Life Chart!’

It was so bad that just reading the literal meaning would make any man’s body tense up!

’Is... is this a Life Chart?’

’This has to be a curse, right?’

’Fated to have a limp dick?’

A wicked idea suddenly popped into Yang Shen’s head. In the future, he could trick an enemy he utterly despised into joining the family.

And then, just copy this Life Chart onto them.

’Go on and train! They’ll train themselves into silence!’

This matter of recruiting eight apprentices required some preparation.

Although the ten-person group had a baseline of goodwill and respect for him, it wasn’t as if he could just shout, "I’m taking apprentices!" and they would all bow their heads in submission.

The fact that a main mission related to "family size" had appeared for the second time meant the system’s demands for the "Jianghuai Yang Family" were getting higher and higher.

If he didn’t plan ahead, he might get stuck on every future main mission.

Yang Shen wasn’t just a mission-completing machine who blindly followed the system; he had his own plans.

Plans for the family’s next stage of development.

Foundation, connections, wealth... and of course, the most important thing: strength.

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After school, Yang Shen, Xu Bamboo, Huang Gang, and Zhao Mengmeng were once again studying on the Celestial Platform of the old residential complex.

Yang Shen and Xu Bamboo paired off, improving through practical combat.

Meanwhile, Huang Gang and Zhao Mengmeng focused on deepening their understanding of the "Sixth Set of Initial Realm Body Refining Fist."

Yang Shen had a plan to take on apprentices, but it didn’t include Huang Gang and Zhao Mengmeng.

To be honest, they weren’t qualified.

Unless his plan with the ten-person group failed, he might accept them just to fill the numbers, but he really didn’t want to take them on directly.

It might sound overly rational, even utilitarian, but in reality... his reasoning was rooted in sentiment.

Things were good as they were, just being friends.

The help they received wouldn’t be any less than what the potential apprentices from the ten-person group would get.

About two hours later, as the sun was about to set completely, the four of them sat down together on the edge of the Celestial Platform, as if by unspoken agreement.

Feeling the evening breeze, watching the sunset.

They dangled their feet, enjoying their fleeting youth.

Yang Shen and Xu Bamboo sat side by side. Huang Gang was always a little farther away, while Zhao Mengmeng stuck close to Xu Bamboo.

She had a good relationship with Xu Bamboo before... which changed subtly after Yang Shen’s rise... but after joining the four-person group, those complicated feelings had gradually smoothed over.

In truth, Xu Bamboo’s charm was more effective on girls than on boys.

Huang Gang had a cheap popsicle sticking out of his mouth as he looked at the "Di Di Boy" on his wrist. His Qi and Blood Value had already reached 92.

He was very close to the Bone Training realm.

Generally speaking, the initial stage of Bone Training was enough to qualify for a vocational college. If his academic scores were a bit higher, he might even have a shot at a third-tier university.

He had been practicing the "Sixth Set" masterfully lately, truly making a final sprint before the college entrance exams.

But time was running out... There were only 40 days left until the college entrance exams.

People are always like that.

Time feels most abundant on the calmest days and most scarce on the most turbulent ones.

Huang Gang slurped down the rest of his popsicle with a HISS and a chuckle, then clicked his tongue twice at Yang Shen. "You actually reached Marrow Refining so quickly. That Fist Intent is just too insane!"

’Is the Fist Intent insane? I’m the one who’s insane!’ Yang Shen thought.

’Ah, bah! He’s rubbing off on me.’

However, the topic reminded him of something. He nudged the girl beside him with his shoulder. "By the way, Zhuzi, have you ever heard of the [Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill]?"

Xu Bamboo shook her head, her short hair bouncing from side to side like a little mushroom, looking rather cute.

"No, what kind of Elixir Pill is it?"

’I hit her with a surprise question, but Zhuzi didn’t react at all. She must be telling the truth,’ Yang Shen thought.

"It’s a type of Elixir Pill. I got my hands on some. They say it’s very effective for the Marrow Refining Realm. There are ten Pills in total, let’s split them."

Xu Bamboo didn’t know how precious they were, but she still replied instinctively, "You don’t have to. I’m not short on Supplements. Wouldn’t it be better for you to take all ten?"

"Are ten Pills enough? Should I ask around and find some more for you?"

Her "finding some more" just meant figuring out a way to add it to her own "supplement list" and secretly giving them to Yang Shen.

Yang Shen smiled. If what Chen Beiwang said was true, the [Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill] was something that couldn’t be obtained even with money.

Yang Shen put on a serious expression and said:

"Zhuzi, there’s no shame in accepting my goodwill. I know your personality, but that kind of politeness should be reserved for other situations."

After speaking, he nudged Xu Bamboo with his shoulder again. "Come on, I’ve mooched off you plenty of times."

A bottle of [Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill] cost 200,000. To be honest, it was outrageously expensive!

But if it was for Xu Bamboo.

Yang Shen didn’t care about the gains or losses; he just wanted a clear conscience.

When the next batch of "Heart-Inquiry Water" condensed, he would find an excuse to let Xu Bamboo try some too.

’Hehe, it’s time to let a certain someone drink a little of my Essence Liquid too!’

’Two hundred milliliters at a time!’

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