Old Huang left the courtyard house, but left Li Xuanzu with a message.

"This courtyard has been with me for most of my life. If you like it, it's yours."

Of course, Li Xuanzu did not respond, and Huang Lao walked out the gate and turned the corner, disappearing from sight.

"Hehe, trying to use this thing to bind me?" Li Xuanzu chuckled, sounding as if he were joking.

Then, in a flash, the huge courtyard house was empty.

We chatted with Mr. Huang for a while, and by the time we arrived at Fu Yu's apartment, it was almost noon.

But she wasn't home, and Li Xuanzu didn't have a penchant for prying into other people's privacy, so he simply squatted down at the door and waited, chatting with Dahei along the way.

“Hey, tell me, when will this apocalypse end?” Li Xuanzu said to the black figure beside him.

"How would I know? I guess we'll have to wait until only one of the three races remains," Big Black said after a moment's thought.

"That will take a long time," Li Xuanzu said, looking at the azure sky.

The two chatted casually, and in the afternoon, Fu Yu finally returned.

"Oh, Mr. Li, I forgot to tell you, I have a job. I'm so sorry." Fu Yu had just reached the front of the room when she saw Li Xuanzu.

He squatted there talking to himself, looking like he was sick to onlookers.

"You're about to become a second-tier psionicist, and you're still working?" Li Xuanzu asked with some curiosity.

"Of course I have to work, otherwise I won't even be able to eat," Fu Yu said, taking her hands out from behind her back.

A bag of ingredients, unprocessed.

"I don't know what you like to eat, but there's not much meat at the market, so please make do with this." As she spoke, she playfully shook the cloth bag in her hand.

"I'm fine with anything to eat, I'm not picky." Li Xuanzu didn't care about her tone and took the bag from her hand.

Fu Yuteng opened the door and went into the kitchen to get busy.

Soon, the food was served.

Hot and sour shredded potatoes, vegetable soup, and stewed cabbage.

It was all vegetarian, but Li Xuanzu still ate with great relish.

I haven't eaten anything good lately; it's all fast food every day, and I get tired of it after a while.

"By the way, have I looked into the professions in post-apocalyptic Kyoto? Could you tell me about them?" Li Xuanzu finished eating quickly, wiping his mouth as he asked.

“Ordinary people in Kyoto generally fall into three categories: those who produce and sell their own goods, those who undertake tasks such as border defense construction issued by the government, and those who work for large companies.” Fu Yu also put down his chopsticks and explained seriously.

"I belong to the third category. I currently work in a subsidiary of the Longguo Biochemical Association. My job involves small tasks like compiling reports, which is relatively easy. Although it doesn't include room and board, the salary is quite high."

"Oh, that's good." Li Xuanzu said somewhat casually.

I'd heard Leng An mention the Dragon Kingdom Biochemical Association before; it's an association that conducts experiments on human bodies.

Their actions were neither right nor wrong; they simply did not conform to the moral standards of some people. There is no inherent right or wrong in the world.

By the way, regarding the purchasing power of the Singapore dollar, a small one-bedroom apartment like Fu Yu's costs 300 Singapore dollars a month in rent.

The ingredients for that meal cost less than five Singapore dollars in total.

Then, water and electricity utilities cost a little over ten Singapore dollars a month.

Finally, there's the monthly salary. Excluding self-employed vendors, the minimum standard wage for professions in Kyoto is between 800 and 1000 per month, and Fu Yu's is 1500 per month.

This is thanks to the enormous size and reputation of the Dragon Country Biochemical Association.

As for spirit cores, the official price in the Dragon Kingdom is at least three thousand, and second-tier spirit cores are even rarer, making them inaccessible to ordinary people.

"Well, have you thought it through what I said the other day?" Li Xuanzu asked, staring into Fu Yu's eyes.

"I..." Fu Yu had actually made her decision long ago, but she was still a little nervous when Li Xuanzu asked her.