When system cheat becomes rampant!

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"So, when is Uncle Kong planning to open the restaurant?" Xiang Beifei inquired.

The appearance of the One-Armed Crab, a desolate beast, still hadn't been fully investigated, and a person Xiang Beifei currently suspected had yet to show up.

Xiao Sheng!

The SR disguised as an N-level clerk had disappeared somewhere before the desolate beast's appearance that day. He wanted to see if Xiao Sheng would come back to work.

"Day after tomorrow, I guess! The staff have been asking about it too. Comes to think of it, I need to contact those employees; we've been closed for so long," Kong Daming said.

"Then I'll go to the wholesale market tomorrow. Our supplies have been cut off; we need to renegotiate with them," Xiang Qingde stated.

Kong Daming hastily replied, "No need, Uncle Xiang. You should rest; I'll go."

"We've been closed for so long; a bit of moving around won't hurt. I'm familiar with the place anyway. With the reopening, there's a lot to do in the restaurant, and many customers have made reservations, waiting to support our opening—you'll be busy. I can go tomorrow," Xiang Qingde waved his hand, insisting.

Unable to dissuade him, Kong Daming could only agree.

When Xiang Beifei got home, he made a point to talk to his grandfather in front of the living room camera, explaining his reasons for moving clearly, simply saying he could earn money now and didn't want to live there anymore.

For a martial artist in the Meridian Opening phase, making a living was too easy. Those surveilling their home, as long as they weren't foolish, would surely learn about Xiang Beifei's current Cultivation Realm after a trip to the school; no one would doubt this excuse.

In doing so, the surveillers would likely move on to the new home. Xiang Beifei wanted to see who would dare install surveillance under his watch.

After discussing these matters, Xiaohei then blocked the camera again.

The grandfather and grandson packed up their belongings together that night, and, truth be told, they had a fair amount of possessions.

"We'll need to call for a vehicle, and since there's no elevator, we'll carry things down together," Xiang Qingde pondered the most convenient way to move.

"I can handle the belongings myself, Grandpa. Don't worry too much; you just rest," Xiang Beifei said.

"How can that be? You can't move all this stuff by yourself! I can still work; I'll help you carry," Xiang Qingde worried that his grandson might overexert himself, given that moving house was strenuous work.

Xiang Beifei gave a smile tinged with irony: "Grandpa, why do I always feel like you've forgotten that I'm a martial artist?"

"What does being a martial artist have to do with anything? Many martial artists still have to hire people when they move," Xiang Qingde pointed out.

Xiang Beifei stomped his foot once more, and all the packed boxes began to float, hovering mid-air.

Lighter than a feather.

He made the objects lighter, then lifted them all with Spiritual Power.

Xiang Qingde looked on in amazement: "I had no idea you had this ability!"

Xiang Beifei realized he rarely spoke of his abilities with his grandfather. He smiled, placed the objects back down, glanced at the camera on the ceiling, and said, "Don't worry, from now on, I'll handle everything; it's best if you rest, Grandpa."

Xiang Qingde was taken aback, gazing at Xiang Beifei, lost in thought.

Once upon a time, he had carefully protected his grandson, safeguarding his self-esteem, teaching him to be positive and hopeful, wishing he wouldn't give up on himself.

But ever since the Awakening System had been activated, his grandson seemed like a different person: diligent, cheerful, now a martial artist in the Meridian Opening phase, possessing the ability to protect himself.

It took Xiang Qingde a while to snap out of it before he started smiling: "The Awakening System really is a blessing."

Suddenly, he felt old, needing the protection of his grandson.

But this was good; his grandson was so sensible, and it made him happy to look at him.

Moving house wasn't tough. Ordinary N-level Awakeners would need to hire a moving company and rent a vehicle if they didn't have a suitable space-related system, which would cost them a pretty penny.

Xiang Beifei didn't need to. He could just let Xiaohei blow bubbles.

"Xiaofei is a big star now; we're all going to rely on you in the future!" Kong Daming joked.

"Isn't being a star exhausting? I've heard you have to film all sorts of stuff every day," Lu Zhiwei said curiously.

"That won't do! Xiaofei needs to cultivate," said Lu Hong seriously. Unconsciously, he had started calling Beifei 'Xiaofei,' still seeing Xiang Beifei as a martial artist who should prioritize cultivation.

Chen Xiuqin walked in, laughing: "I won't lie, these past few days I've received so many calls from talent agencies. They know I'm acquainted with Xiaofei, constantly asking about commercial activities, offering all sorts of money to see if Xiaofei would be willing to sign with their companies."

"So what did you say?" Kong Daming asked.

"Of course I said we'd consider it. How could I decide something like that? We need to ask Xiaofei," Chen Xiuqin said with a smile. She didn't commit to anything, but she didn't outright refuse either, always leaving Xiang Beifei room for choice.

After pondering for a moment, Xiang Beifei said, "I do need to cultivate; I don't have time for movies or commercials. However, when I have the time, I can start a column, specifically teaching everyone how to kill desolate beasts, so that people won't panic when they face such situations."

He needed to use this identity to guide people effectively.

Lu Hong's eyes lit up, and he nodded: "Right, many civilians, due to living in inland cities, have a superficial understanding of desolate beasts. Most lack a sense of crisis. Your idea is good."