Spare Me, Great Lord! Chapter 84
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Chapter 84: Heard that arm-wrestling you would let me awaken?
300 dollars didn’t seem that much, but the cost of one meal was about 10 dollars . As he was cooking at home, the cost of one person’s meal did not even reach 10 dollars .
Usually, even when he gives Lu Xiaoyu a good meal comprising two or three slabs of lean meat of a decent quantity, the meat costs just 9 dollars .
Potatoes cost about 3 dollars per pound .
Peppers, 1 dollar 50 cents .
With the sauces, oils and et cetera, the cost was not even 20 dollars .
Lu Shu was used to being poor and calculative . At the start, he might have felt grief but he still felt happy even with those circumstances . If it was someone else without parents at the age of 16, he would probably handle it much worse compared to Lu Shu .
He was stubborn and headstrong . When others thought he was not living in comfort, he would be bent on living comfortably to prove them wrong .
Lu Shu then thought again . Li Xianyi’s household was more well off than his own, and they probably had better food . Might 300 be rather little?
If it was really not enough, he could wait till the tomatoes in his garden harvest and give some to Aunty Liu . Garlic, onions or anything . He could deliver some vegetables to them as compensation… Speaking of which, why were his tomatoes at home still green?!
Lu Shu suddenly thought about what Jiang Shuyi said about the mutation of plants and animals . Damn, isn’t this fitting to that description? Could it be that his house had a plot of land rich with magical energy?
Whether or not his house had magical energy, Lu Shu did not know . Other people could feel the richness of magical energy based on Yinyang Kinship of the Three . However, he could not use this as it contradicted the concept of the celestial map .
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Having been classified by Li Xianyi as a method that is not good, the Yinyang kinship of the three naturally could not get past the celestial map . Lu Shu felt a sense of superiority over his own system…
Lu Shu then had a sudden thought . Wouldn’t it be nice if this house wasn’t rented? What if one day the landlord refused rent? Do they have to find a new place?
It was natural to want something you had been deprived of your entire life . Lu Shu didn’t have a family since young, which was why he especially yearned to have a home he could call his own .
Every brick, every furniture, and every tile all belong to him . If only that was true, he didn’t have to worry about breaking anything, having to compensate and explain to the landlord, or even getting scolded by him .
With Lu Xiaoyu, he had already stayed in this house for almost a year through four seasons . He had built snowmen with Lu Xiaoyu, harvested crops with her, and every morning he could just knock on the door next to his to wake her up . . .
With so many memories etched here, Lu Shu thought, once he earned enough money, he would buy over this house .
If this place was demolished and redeveloped in future, he would purchase a house here . Previous occupants of the land would have a priority in purchasing a redeveloped house .
The housing market had inflated quite quickly in recent years, but this type of decrepit house was still rather affordable . The average price of a house in Luocheng is about 3700 dollars per square meter, twice the price of two years ago .
However, this decrepit house was definitely cheaper . Lu Shu had seen the price of other houses in the vicinity, and the price was approximately 2800 per square meter .
This house took up about 80 square meters, approximately worth a little over 200 thousand dollars . 240 thousand dollars could definitely buy this house over .
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Thinking of it, Lu Shu felt rather flustered and depressed . When would he have that amount of money? Or the housing market might inflate again even if he saved enough . . .
Lu Shu’s optimism stemmed from the fact that he could always establish some goals for himself . With these motivations, life would not be that pointless and hopeless .
It was already noon once he got back to school . He was headed straight for the canteen for lunch, and greeting him once he opened his lunchbox was the sight of a stinky tofu .
This time his schoolmates knew, changing seats immediately after they got a whiff of the rich and authentic odor .
Lu Shu looked over in disappointment, having gained merely a few hundred distress points .
Seeing his schoolmates hiding far away, Lu Shu was delighted . Where else could they run?
Lu Shu then, with his stinky tofu in his hands, walked around slowly . Wherever his schoolmates went, he followed!
His classmates were left with no choice . Why was Lu Shu following them? They couldn’t afford to offend him, and they couldn’t hide from him as well . There was no way out for them!
Lu Shu did not know what kind of system could give rise to such a stinky tofu with that much kick to it . . .
He stood by Liu Li and glanced at his food . One portion of sliced fish and another portion of chicken cubes . Lu Shu laughed, "Class rep, your food is not bad! Would you like some stinky tofu? Feel free to take them . Thanks for leading to my awakening, my lucky star!"
Liu Li’s face turned black . The smell of the tofu made him want to puke . The only regret he has now was arm wrestling Lu Shu, which led to his awakening . Now, he could neither run nor fight him .
If Lu Shu did not awaken, with his additional 500 pounds of strength, he would be constantly challenging Lu Shu to a fight!
"From Liu Li’s distress…"
"From…"
"From…"
More than 20 consecutive lines of distress points were amassed, leading to Lu Shu breaking the 8000 point mark!
Lu Shu’s classmates were regretful . Why did they claim that Lu Shu could not awaken? Look at what’s happening now, damn!
Life had allowed Lu Shu’s classmates understand from young, what it meant by consequences of a loose tongue . . .
Life was indeed tough . . .
Lu Shu also knew when was enough . After he surpassed 8000 points, he devoured the remaining stinky tofu . After all, he could only improve his earnings gradually for him to sustain it .
Lu Shu stopped following his classmates and Liu Li heaved a sigh of relief . Just then, a senior with a plate of food sat opposite Liu Li, "Friend, can I arm wrestle you?"
Liu Li was flabbergasted . They were still eating, arm-wrestle?!
The senior added, "I heard arm wrestling against you could lead to awakening…"
Liu Li almost spat blood . Who is spreading such crap! Lu Shu!
"From Liu Li’s distress, +999!"
Lu Shu saw that line while walking towards the classroom . He was surprised, the class rep wasn’t so generous previously! What situation agitated our dear class rep?
Lu Shu felt that he should find out the reason . If he could master the technique, he could probably rise to Class D soon?!
But even if he tried to find out now, there was no source of information . Who knew what happened? His classmates would probably not tell him what happened .
Just as he got back to class, Jiang Shuyi had already returned to his seat . Once Lu Shu sat down beside him, Jiang Shuyi whispered, "The training resources that Daoyuan class ordered have been shipped to Luo Cheng . It is likely that they are distributed tonight . "
Training resources? Could it be magical stones? Lu Shu was rather doubtful .
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