Study Monster Cultivation System

When Li Zheng went downstairs, Zhang Xiaoke had already chosen the shopping destination. It was a bit farther down the road. Zhang Xiaoke sat on the edgy rear seat of the bicycle. Not even a kilometer. Her butt was about to be bounced to pieces. But since she was already on the bike, there was no way she could jump off. She could only sit on the back seat with tears in her eyes. It seemed like someone had said: better to cry in a BMW than to laugh on a bicycle. Who said that? Crying on the back seat of a bicycle is far worse okay? It's physical and emotional torture. After one kilometer, Li Zheng was also exhausted. Stamina was never his strong suit, and he never expected that riding with someone would be this tiring. He had no choice but to stop the bike at the subway station and force Zhang Xiaoke to take the subway with him. ... Once on the subway, Li Zheng was still panting, and Zhang Xiaoke was still rubbing her butt. Both were having a hard time. "You... how can you be so heavy..." Li Zheng took another big gulp of Nongfu Spring. "Shut up..." Zhang Xiaoke had already given up trying to cover her face at this point. Even though everyone on the subway was looking at this odd pair. But she was already completely numb. Going shopping was supposed to be such an anticipated activity. Why did it end up like crossing the Netherworld Bridge? In her misery, a young man wearing glasses and looking quite handsome approached. "Hey beauty, can I add you on WeChat?" Without even looking, Zhang Xiaoke tilted her head and ignored him completely. She was quite experienced in dealing with such situations. The guy didn't seem discouraged and turned towards the uniformed Li Zheng: "How about you, bro, let's add each other?" Li Zheng was shocked: "Bro?" "Aren't you two siblings?" The man was also surprised, "Could it be... mother and son?" Everyone around started to take a closer look. Amazing. This mom is amazing. The entire subway car was filled with the kind of "woo woo" sound you'd only hear at school. Gulp. Zhang Xiaoke almost squeezed her bag to pieces. "Sorry... sorry little bro..." the man kept retreating, "I didn't know she was your mom... no offense." Zhang Xiaoke felt utterly dejected. Is it too late to regret now? ... For the rest of the subway trip, Zhang Xiaoke kept educating Li Zheng on basic fashion knowledge. The core of which was her selection of Jijing's top ten shopping locations. As Li Zheng listened, he felt like Liu Xin attending a math class— What the hell are you talking about? Fortunately, he had his own unique learning method. Which was to use analogies to describe concepts he couldn't understand. In this case, all things related to shopping could conveniently be compared to martial arts stories. Shopping was like Jianghu, full of conflict and intrigue. Shopping centers were like sects, rife with infighting. The malls Li Zheng was familiar with were already part of last century's Jianghu history, frequented only by clueless outsiders. While someone like Zhang Xiaoke, a master among masters, only had eyes for the top sects. Among them, luxury brands were the traditional elite, with Lafayette (Wudang), Dalian Wanda (Mount Hua), and SKP (Emei), holding three of the top spots. Trendy shopping centers were the rising stars, adored by young people, led by Sanlitun Taikoo Li (Ming Sect), which was gradually encroaching on the territory of traditional sects. On the other hand, comprehensive shopping centers, with their wide variety of offerings, were dominant, with Joy City (Shaolin) reigning supreme, commanding respect throughout the Martial World. Joy City was subdivided into Xidan Joy City (Northern Shaolin of Song Mountain) and Chaoyang Joy City (Southern Shaolin of Linquan Temple), jointly ruling the northern and southern Martial World. Additionally, Wangfujing APM (Quanzhen Sect) and China World Mall (Beggars' Sect) rose due to regional advantages, along with Indigo (Sun Moon Holy Cult), all of which should not be underestimated. Finally, there was Parkview Green (Ancient Tomb Sect), which, despite not being as popular as the other nine sects, was serene and unique, offering a tranquil experience just by walking through it. Even though Zhang Xiaoke was young, she'd traversed more than just the top ten, she'd explored the top hundred sects. This time, she was leading an apprentice, Li Zheng, aiming straight for the rapidly rising Sanlitun Taikoo Li (Ming Sect). After exiting the Line 10 subway, the two walked west along Gongti North Road. Li Zheng hadn't walked far when he felt the fashionable vibe of the street. To be precise, it felt somewhat flamboyant. It was clearly late autumn, but there were more and more people with bare legs. Li Zheng looked at them and empathized. He couldn't help but pull the zipper he'd just unzipped on the subway all the way up to his neck again. "Aren't these people afraid of the cold?" he asked. "They're heading to bars and nightclubs," Zhang Xiaoke pointed in the direction of some faintly glowing neon lights, "It's chaotic and boring. Better to spend the time at a dog shelter in the suburbs." Looking at those somewhat frivolous men and women, Li Zheng felt like he had stepped into Demon Sect territory, unconsciously getting tense. "I told you we should have gone to Shaolin; there's less trouble there." "Shaolin?" "That's Joy City." "What's the connection between these two places?" Even as they argued, they had already arrived in front of Taikoo Li. Sanlitun Taikoo Li was actually a whole cluster of glassy buildings. As night fell, each building was lit up with warm orange lights. From a distance, it looked like a large array of beer mugs arranged in different heights. Fashionable men and women crowded the place. "Maybe we should just go to Shaolin," Li Zheng said, sounding nervous. "Oh, come on, we're already here." Zhang Xiaoke grabbed Li Zheng's arm and dragged him into this abyss. In contrast to Li Zheng's unease, Zhang Xiaoke strolled casually, weaving between buildings as she led Li Zheng past one "beer mug" after another towards her favorite store. Li Zheng felt increasingly uneasy, not just because he didn't fit in here, but also because he felt like someone was watching him. He quietly turned his head and clearly saw a guy weighing over two hundred pounds wearing glasses, holding a mobile stabilizer, filming this way. "Ignore him." Zhang Xiaoke tugged at Li Zheng, "There's always someone street filming here, just ignore it." "Street filming?" Li Zheng looked down at his group badge, utterly confused, "Why film me?" "Of course, they're filming me," Zhang Xiaoke said with a chuckle, brushing her hair back, "I can't help it. I generate views just by shopping. Last time, someone followed me, filming, for half an hour. It was so annoying." Li Zheng couldn't help but glance at the street photographer again. Out of annoyance, he instinctively glared at him. The street photographer flinched and quickly turned his camera in another direction. "Hahaha~~" Zhang Xiaoke laughed, covering her mouth, "Turns out when you shop with a guy, these people are afraid of getting beaten up and stop filming." Li Zheng nodded and said, "Then Liu Xin should feel very safe shopping with Sister Xia." "You really have a unique way of thinking," Zhang Xiaoke said, pointing to a low building in front of them, "Here we are, a hidden gem only the true insiders know." ... Following Zhang Xiaoke inside, Li Zheng immediately felt a wave of stuffiness and quickly unzipped his jacket. Revealing the interior of his summer school uniform.