Simulation and Survival, Invincible Upon Emergence

In a world of pure martial arts, Yun Shou initially believed he could only live an ordinary life with the weak cheat he possessed.

That was until the age of fourteen, when he obtained a secon...

Chapter 48 The Hands-Off Manager Enters Qingcheng

He only possesses the combat power of a martial arts master, capable of defeating one or two opponents of the same level at most. There is still much he doesn't understand, and he has a lot of impressive stats but lacks substance.

—But I still won't choose to inherit memories next time.

Next, guided by the waiter, he ordered six dishes and a soup. His appetite rivaled that of a burly martial artist who was two meters tall and weighed over 200 kilograms, which surprised the other restaurants around.

Such a small frame with such a big appetite, even a second-rate martial artist wouldn't be like that, right?

But a top-tier martial artist around fifteen years old... is even more impossible.

Yun Shou devoured the food in a flash, tossed out a small piece of silver, and ordered two more meat dishes from the restaurant.

After finishing the entire meal, his skill had amazed everyone present.

"Young hero, you have a good mouth, uh, no, I mean, you have a good appetite!" The waiter, who was serving several customers, turned around and saw Yun Shou and couldn't help but "praise" him.

Yun Shou didn't mind. After beckoning him over, he took out a piece of silver about half an ounce in size and asked, "Would you be enough to get me a superior room?"

The waiter took the silver and weighed it: "It's just right for you to stay in a superior room for one night. You can come to the innkeeper to make any requests you may have."

Actually, the amount of silver was a little less, but when dealing with martial artists, especially young heroes with remarkable martial arts skills at a young age, the shopkeeper had already instructed them not to offend them.

This young hero only paid a few dozen coins less at most. Rather than mentioning it again, it's better to leave a good impression.

Yun Shou waved his hand to indicate that he did not need any extra services: "I don't need anything else, just don't bother me before noon tomorrow... How long can this money last me?"

"You can get ready before 3-5 PM," the waiter replied with a smile.

Yun Shou then followed the door number and found his own room, "Silver Moon Pavilion".

At the door and window, there was a device resembling a bell with a pull string, which reassured the boy so he lay down on the bed.

"Now I can finally get a good night's sleep."