Chapter 4, The Butcher is Very Sacred

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  Night fell, and the hotel's business cooled down a lot.

  Qin Tian sat alone on the threshold of the backyard, gazing at the night sky, lost in thought.

  What happened during the day will definitely happen again. If you want to avoid being beaten, you must be strong enough; otherwise, you'll spend your whole life with your head hung low.

  The bitter practice on the Tianyuan Continent is not suitable for me, and the only way to break through is to kill the demon beast.

  The demon beasts are also divided into levels. The firebird that was killed today is zero-level, easy to deal with, but a first-level or higher demon beast is not something he can kill.

  Monsters also cultivate like humans. Monsters below the fifth rank rely solely on brute force, tearing and ripping with extreme terror, while monsters above the fifth rank that have cultivated crystal nuclei are even more overbearing, able to split mountains and shatter rocks with ease.

  Qin Tian currently only has a martial artist second stage, dealing with a first-stage demon beast is very dangerous. To know that the demon beast is much stronger than an ordinary martial artist, a first-stage demon beast can easily tear apart three martial artists at the second stage.

  The Kunlun Mountains are a paradise for demonic beasts and the most ideal place to upgrade, but currently Qin Tian can't enter, not to mention the demonic beasts roaming inside, just the low-level demonic beasts on the periphery can easily crush Qin Tian, let alone going deeper where he would die without even knowing how.

  Soon Qin Tian denied the idea of entering the Kunlun Mountains.

  He can't level up without killing the demonic beast. Although he tried killing some ordinary chickens, ducks and fish to gain experience, these amounts are limited. Killing a few every day only gets him dozens of points of experience, and even after killing for a whole year, he still can't break through to the third stage.

  Mosquitoes are small but still meat, if I can kill a few thousand or tens of thousands in one day, that's not bad either.

  Tens of thousands of chickens, ducks and fish, this is probably only found in slaughterhouses.

  "Slaughterhouse?" Qin Tian was suddenly shocked and shouted, "Got it."

  "Master, what's got you so happy?" Mong Lei ran up, looking at Qin Tian's excited expression and asked.

  "Fatso, is there a slaughterhouse in Qinghe City?"

  Qin Tian must now confirm whether there is a slaughterhouse in Qinghe City or if it was all for nothing.

  "Yes, there is one in the east of the city, but why are you asking this, young master?"

  "Of course it's useful, otherwise I wouldn't ask."

  Qin Tian was secretly delighted, having a slaughterhouse would be great, and he believed that no one would refuse to help for free.

  After dinner, sweep clean upstairs and downstairs, a day's work is also over.

  After a day of work, the skeleton is almost exhausted, fortunately this guy has been insisting on exercise before, otherwise this body will not last two days and will be exhausted.

  Today, Zhang Dafu made him do everything, and he wouldn't be satisfied until he was exhausted to death. However, by evening, he had to admit that Qin Tian was very resilient. After a serious illness, he could still hold on, and it seemed that tomorrow he would have to increase his workload again.

  Anyway, it's free labor, might as well use it to death, exhaust myself to death, and then he won't be responsible for anything.

  Qin Tian was demoted by his family to the Furong Wine House, where he had no salary except for three meals a day. At most, he could only barely survive without starving to death, and there was no way for him to advance or develop.

  Qin Tian couldn't help but ask himself, who was so cruel? Even a useless person like him wasn't spared, had they seen his wife bathing or discovered that he was impotent and wanted to deal with him this way.

  All became lowly and inferior people, even the small miscellaneous roles in the wine tower were not spared, as if someone was afraid of themselves.

  Afraid of a useless thing?

  It's absolutely impossible.

  Qin Tian negated this idea, who would be afraid of a useless person?

  Qin Xiang Tian was the number one master of the Qin family, aside from the clan leader. His strength had already reached the realm of gathering spirits, and in Qinghe City, he was considered a top-notch expert. Would he be afraid of Qin Tian?

  Qin Tian lazily thought about so much, now the top priority is to go to the slaughterhouse.

  "Fatso, take me to the slaughterhouse."

  Although Meng Lei said it was in the east of the city, Clear River City is so big, how would he know which part of the east, and besides, there was no location of the slaughterhouse in his memory, let him go find it, it's better to let Meng Lei take him.

  Monray didn't say another word and immediately agreed.

  In his heart, whatever Young Master wants to do is a big deal, he won't ask questions, just go and execute it.

  It has to be said that Qinghe City is very large, if Qin Tian really went to find it himself, he would probably not be able to find it until dawn. Under the night light, looking at the surrounding green tiles and green bricks, the road was paved with bluestone, which made Qin Tian think that this ancient Chinese dynasty was exactly the same as the one performed on TV.

  After half a time of journey, finally arrived at the slaughterhouse in the east city.

  At this time, the slaughterhouse was brightly lit, and the domestic animals were crying out in disorder, making a lively scene.

  Qin Tian looked into his eyes, and his heart was excited to the point of being uncontrollable. Looking at the blood-filled basins on top of these domestic fowl heads, he couldn't help but feel excited.

  All these are experiences, qigong, survival values, and ways to become stronger for him. How can he not be excited?

  The slaughterhouse only had three people on hand, and they were all busy to the point of being overwhelmed. When Qin Tian said he wouldn't charge them labor costs to help them slaughter these domestic fowl that would be supplied to various restaurants tomorrow, they hastily agreed.

  Butchering is not a good profession, one day's manual slaughter of countless lives, stained with blood all over the body, makes many people dread it, so few people are willing to be butchers.

  At this time, in Qin Tian's eyes, a butcher was a very sacred profession.

  A duck lies dead on the chopping board, and in Qin Tian's mind, a system prompt appears: "Killed a duck, gained 10 experience points, 3 Qi points, 0 Survival points..."

  "Killing a rooster gains 10 experience points, 3 Chi points, and 0 Survival points..."

  "Killing a rabbit earns 10 experience points, 3 Chi points, and 0 Survival points..."

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  The knife in Qin Tian's hand didn't stop for a whole night, and the language prompts popping up in his mind didn't stop either.

  The three butchers next to him were stunned, looking at Qin Tian's slender body being so ferocious, as if he had a deep-seated feud with these domestic animals, one knife per animal, without even blinking his eyes.

  Who plays games and kills monsters will be pitied and blink?

  They're all about experience and qigong; leveling up relies on them.

  Qin Tian wished he had a hundred hands, so he could kill tens of thousands at once, and his experience would rise rapidly, that's the only way it would be cool.

  Until the rooster crowed and the sky brightened, Qin Tian only stopped after slaughtering all the poultry in the slaughterhouse.

  At this time, he was covered in blood and couldn't see what he looked like, just like crawling out of a pool of blood, which was very frightening.

  Holding a kitchen knife, like a bloodthirsty demon, making people tremble with fear.

  After slaughtering the last chicken, Qin Tian looked at Meng Lei sleeping soundly beside him and chuckled: "This fatty can really sleep."

  Killed for a whole night, can't even remember how many were killed, let alone calculate how much experience was gained.

  "Congratulations, player Qin Tian has leveled up, currently at level 3..."

  The upgrade prompt sounded like heavenly music, and Qin Tian secretly got excited.

  In one night, from Martial Artist 2nd rank to Martial Artist 3rd rank, probably unprecedented?

  Even if Qīng Hé Chéng's first genius, Xiāo Rú Fēng Wǔ Zhě èr Jiē, took three months to break through, I've also achieved something against the heavens, haha...

  Qin Tian's mood was great, and it wouldn't take long for him to be able to show off his prowess. When the time came, he would return to the Qin family and trample those who had once ridiculed him under his feet.

  A gentleman takes revenge after ten years, but Qin Tian is no gentleman and cannot wait that long; for him, a grudge does not last overnight.

  Enduring humiliation, only for revenge, the scenes of being bullied by others in Qin Tian's memory kept replaying in his mind, making him very uncomfortable. If he was strong enough now, he believed he would immediately kill his way to the Qin family.

  Looked at myself covered in livestock blood, reeking of a foul smell, it's really unbearable. Going out like this would surely scare people to death.

  Taking advantage of the early hour, Qin Tian prepared to go by the river to wash up a bit.