You call this a healer?

As night falls, the streets are bustling with pedestrians and lined with shops on both sides. Ordinary grocery stores from the old days have become antique and cultural relic shops, and old snack shops have become luxury and high-end places. After all, compared to wheat noodles, instant noodles, spicy strips, rice noodles, cola, and fried chicken, people's normal food nowadays, such as cassava noodles and wild vegetable soup, is simply hard to swallow.

Among the crowd, the most fashionable attire was the retro-style robes that imitated the Orderers, especially the "Mage's style" which was the most popular. After all, it was already a stroke of luck for one in a hundred people to become an Orderer. Any Orderer, even a novice healer, was a "respected master" in the eyes of ordinary people, and the "Mage" was the grandpa among the Orderers!

"Getting money for school! I've encountered this kind of thing twice in my life!"

Zhou Ming frowned; he could already see his family's three dilapidated brick houses.

At this moment, I paused briefly, my gaze sweeping over the low buildings and looking towards the inner city, separated by a wall, where it was brightly lit and filled with tall buildings!

On this side of the wall is the slum, where people are struggling to survive!

On the other side of the wall is the privileged class district, where people live!

That high wall represents a strict hierarchy, an insurmountable barrier that many people can never cross in their lifetime!

He couldn't help but make a grand vow: "When I become successful, I definitely want to try my luck at a foot massage parlor in the inner city!"

As he turned to walk home, he suddenly saw a girl appear in front of the door—

With her long, black hair tied in a high ponytail, tall and slender figure, bright eyes and white teeth, and exquisite features, she exudes a unique temperament and charm simply by standing there.

Xie Lingyuan, a genius sophomore at Baijiang Academy, is the original owner's childhood sweetheart. They planned to get married together when they were young, and she is also the daughter of her mother's best friend with a big white bottom.

It seems God didn't close any of her windows; everything was top-of-the-line.

A lightning-type spirit mage with the talent attribute "Lightning Cherry Blossom Dance," he has already reached the peak of the third-level Order Master in less than two years!

Her figure and appearance are so stunning that anyone who sees her would compliment her beauty.

She used to live in the slums, but later her father was promoted in the army on the front lines, and the whole family moved into the inner city, joining the ranks of the privileged class.

Unfortunately, the original owner never licked her lips because this girl always liked to nag him, which scared him.

Zhou Ming chuckled and stepped forward, asking, "Ling Yuan, when did you arrive?"

Xie Lingyuan looked up at him, her expression aloof, her voice soft and pleasant, typical of girls from Jiangnan: "It's been an hour. I heard you've awakened your healing abilities."

Zhou Ming said, "Hmm, you're quite well-informed!"

"What happens at school can't be kept secret!"

Xie Lingyuan lowered his voice: "Don't be sad, healers might... find a way out."

Zhou Ming nodded: "Don't worry, I'm not sad at all. I even think I'm a genius!"

Xie Lingyuan frowned slightly, then suddenly took out a card: "There's 50,000 in here, it's my personal savings. I know your family is struggling financially, take it to pay your tuition!"

Zhou Ming reached out and took it, stuffing it into his pocket: "I feel really bad that you're helping me like this for free!"

"You're welcome, I don't have to pay for my education."

Xie Lingyuan's words were infuriating, but after considering them carefully, he said something even more shocking: "Your Aunt Zhou always talks about us, intentionally or unintentionally, to my mother, and I've clearly refused!"

Zhou Ming nodded: "Ah, it's normal to refuse. There's a gap between us, and you're not good enough for me. You don't need to feel inferior!"

Xie Lingyuan frowned even more: "A-Ming, be serious! To be honest, you're not good enough for me. You're stupid and crazy, chasing girls everywhere but never succeeding. Besides, I'm planning to get a vasectomy!"

Zhou Ming: "?"

Xie Lingyuan sighed, "I didn't mean anything by it. Most girls who want to improve have already had their tubes tied. Also, if you awaken a combat profession, I can still mentor you, but I can't help you with healing. The gap between us will only widen in the future. Starting tomorrow, I'm going to the wasteland with some senior students to search for survivors and for training. Take care at school, and I'll bring you a gift when I come back!"

After saying that, he turned and left.

Zhou Ming watched her leave, scratched his chin, and thought, "Great, I've got the 50,000 yuan tuition fee. I still need about 100,000 yuan more." He then turned and went inside.

The atmosphere in the dimly lit room was somewhat strange.

Grandma Zhou Lingling, with her long white legs crossed and a cheap cigarette dangling from her lips, her wavy hair flowing freely, and her face, which looked to be in her forties but still had a charming appearance, was full of indifference.

The mother, Zhou Ying, looked to be in her early thirties. She was thin, plain-faced, and looked like a weary traveler. She was cooking while wearing an apron, but she seemed to have injuries, her posture was awkward, and her eyes were red, as if she had been crying.

The whole family was gathered together—the grandmother who gave birth at fifteen, the mother who gave birth at sixteen, and him who had just come home from school.

Zhou Ming threw down his backpack and lay down in the corner of the broken sofa. He didn't say anything, but just looked at his mother, Zhou Ying. He noticed that his cheap mother also had injuries on her face. What happened?

Grandma Zhou Lingling then said, "The school's admission notice was also sent to your mother's phone, saying that you've awakened as a healer. Was it Old Wang who helped you?"

Zhou Ming looked away from Zhou Ying: "Never mind Lao Wang, just tell me, wasn't my college entrance exam performance domineering?"

Grandma sighed and shook her head.

The mother, Zhou Ying, remained silent.

The atmosphere was somewhat oppressive.

Zhou Ming wanted to discuss tuition fees, but didn't know where to begin.

After a long pause, Grandma spoke first: "Aming, we don't have any money at home. I heard that the tuition for Baijiang Order University is 100,000 spirit coins per semester, plus accommodation, food, and other miscellaneous expenses! If you want to train to become a healer, you'll need all sorts of medicines and nutritional supplements, which will cost at least 300,000 spirit coins per semester! It costs money to raise an Order cultivator!"

"Your mother and I only earn a little over 1 yuan a month combined..."

He paused, then continued, "Your mother went to your father to ask for money, but she got beaten black and blue by his bodyguards. She knelt on the steps crying for half an hour, and they only gave her five thousand yuan, like throwing money at a beggar!"

Zhou Ying turned around, a large patch of sores on her cheek, and argued, "Mom, it's because I didn't agree to A-Ming replacing his child as the stationmaster in the wasteland!"

After saying this, the mother and daughter fell silent, the words a metaphor for death!

Zhou Ming finally found a chance to interject, frowning as he asked Zhou Ying, "Mom, what right do they have to hit you? I'm going to fight them!"

These were his true feelings, but also a pointless statement. Even though he felt sorry for the original owner's mother and was full of anger, he had nowhere to vent it for the time being. He was just expressing his concern and got angry in a fit of rage.

His biological father, Su Bingqian, was a Level 6 Order member and a member of the State Council of the Base.

His biological father and wife, Liu Xinlan, are Level 6 Order Keepers and the third-in-command of the Jingwu Division, who is in charge of maintaining public order!

The eldest sister, Su Qingna, is a Level 4 Order Keeper and the captain of a special operations squad in the army outside the city.

Second Sister Su Qinghan, Level 4 Order Keeper, is a member of the largest Medicine Hall in the inner city!

Su Bufan, the younger brother, is a Level 2 Order Keeper, a fire-type mage, and a genius among geniuses!

Not to mention, the Su family is a large clan with many experts.

Now, even if he comes to their door with a knife to argue, he'll just be delivering vegetables!

However, the Su family has already found a way to bring about their own demise!

Based on my experience of reading thousands of novels, watching hundreds of anime series, playing dozens of games, and being a master of games like League of Legends, Honor of Kings, Blade Dancer, PUBG, and KartRider, plus my dual-order profession, I'm bound to make a comeback in the future!

Wipe out their entire family and shock everyone with this tactic!

Mother Zhou Ying turned back to continue cooking: "Children shouldn't interfere in adult matters!"

Ok!

After dinner, Zhou Ming went back to his room and lay sprawled on the bed. Given the family atmosphere tonight, it was difficult to discuss the loan for school. What should he do about tomorrow's tuition? Should he try to find a loan shark privately?

Thinking of this, he leaped up, stretched out his hands, his left hand filled with a peaceful, warm, and vibrant pale green gas; his right hand held a deep gray vortex that seemed capable of obliterating and devouring everything!

With a thought, he manipulated the power representing the "Godslayer" to spread throughout his body, and a faint layer of black aura appeared on his skin. His entire demeanor changed, becoming sinister and evil, and his strength, perception, and agility were greatly enhanced.

With a swift movement, leaving an afterimage, he was already two meters away at the corner of the wall. He threw a punch, and with a loud "boom," a hole the size of a washbasin was easily punched into the smooth wall, with black smoke swirling around it.

With a grasping motion of his right hand, scattered sand and brick fragments floated in mid-air without falling.

God-killers are terrifying beyond belief!

It is said that the amount of a loan is linked to the strength of the Order?

Just then, a gasp came from outside. Zhou Ming thought to himself, "Oh no!" He immediately snapped out of his daze and lay back down on the bed.

The door creaked open, and Zhou Ying, the mother, glanced at the large hole in the wall, a look of surprise flashing in her eyes. She then walked to the bedside and said softly, "A-Ming, don't be angry. Mom knows you want to study and is worried about the Su family coming for you! The Su family will be coming to demand you tomorrow. Go hide at school; don't worry about the tuition!"

As he spoke, he took out a bank card: "Here's 150,000 yuan, all the savings your grandmother and I have, plus a small loan. Use it first, and we'll figure out the rest!"

"How much did you borrow? What's the annual interest rate?" Zhou Ming asked, relieved.

Zhou Ying was a little embarrassed: "I borrowed 14 yuan at an annual interest rate of 30%."

Is this what you call a small loan? So, you two only have 1 in savings? You took out a loan of 14, and you'll have to repay 18.2 next year!

I can't afford to pay it back at all, okay?

Seeing her son's expression, Zhou Ying suddenly broke down, collapsing her body and sobbing uncontrollably by the bedside: "It's my fault, I'm so sorry, I was foolish when I was young, I shouldn't have brought you into this world!"

Poverty brings endless sorrow!

Zhou Ming's nose also felt a little sore. He raised his hand, but didn't know how to comfort him.

After Zhou Ying finally composed herself and walked out the door, Zhou Ming clutched his bank card, put his hands behind his head, and stared blankly at the ceiling.

The tuition fee issue has been temporarily resolved, but we need to be careful about repaying the loan. If we default, the whole family could end up in jail or be ripped off by the loan shark!

Why don't I dress up as a young master of a family, a company president, or a young master of a city lord? Do I have the aura of a pauper in my past and present lives?

He stretched out his hands again, looking at the gray vortex in his right hand: "Godslayers can absorb the power of all living beings, very domineering, but this Order profession can't be exposed. I have to go to school tomorrow. Is it possible to secretly cultivate Godslayer skills and then use the power to support my public healing profession, with the two professions complementing each other? There's no way out except to become stronger, what a load of nonsense!"

Silent all night.

Even though the Su family came to arrest him early in the morning, Zhou Mingtian got up before dawn, packed his blankets and changed his clothes, not daring to wake his mother and grandmother. But the moment he stepped out the door, looking at the three dilapidated tile-roofed houses that had been neglected for years, he gritted his teeth:

"Sooner or later, we'll own a villa in the inner city. Let whoever wants this damn life have it!"

……

After three identity checks, students were allowed to enter the university campus of Baijiang College. The tall iron fence completely separated ordinary high school students from university students who were part of the security system.

This was Zhou Ming's first time here. When he was in high school, he only felt that it was mysterious and unique, but the atmosphere here... seemed to be quite different from what he had imagined.

On the vast training ground, demons danced wildly.

A bald young man wielding a hammer in the groin!

A shirtless loli being whipped!

The bespectacled man slammed his head against the wall with a loud thud.

A man and a woman spraying water and fire at each other.

A beautiful girl playing basketball with a bunch of snakes and lizards.

There was another guy touching electrical wires, his body charred black, grinning with a mouthful of white teeth, and speaking in an electronic voice: "I've done it, Daoist! Hahaha..."

Zhou Ming made sure he hadn't gone to the wrong place and that this couldn't possibly be a mental hospital before he strode towards the freshman wall to check his admission information.

He and the other 20 order-keeper freshmen were assigned to the lower-level class, Class 8 of the first year, classroom 404, instructor Qin Moyu, dormitory 405.

I rushed to the dormitory without stopping. As soon as I opened the door, a strong smell of foot odor and sweat hit me. The small room contained only two bunk beds and a table. On the mottled wall were photos of the female celebrity from the previous year.

The other three roommates had arrived earlier and were somewhat familiar to me, one of whom was the "reproductive specialist" Ma Kun.

The other was a boxer who followed the order, named Ma Liang, who wore black-rimmed glasses and had a refined demeanor.

The last Mad Blade Order member was named Liang Bucheng. He was a tall man, 1.9 meters, with a face full of scars, and it was said that his family was very wealthy.

Zhou Ming greeted everyone and placed a blanket on the last empty bed.

Suddenly, a clang of a blade came from behind. Liang Bucheng inexplicably drew his sword and said coldly, "This strike will be very cool!"

After saying that, he slashed vertically with his sword, the blade gleaming with a faint yellowish-brown light, leaving a knife mark on the cement ground.

Zhou Ming, Ma Liang, and Ma Kun looked at him subconsciously, puzzled. Had he gotten away with it?

Then Liang Bucheng squinted and pointed at Ma Liang: "From now on, you're in charge of getting my meals!"

Ma Liang gritted his teeth, then suddenly pointed at Zhou Ming: "From now on, you'll be in charge of getting my and Liang Bucheng's meals!"

Zhou Ming was stunned for a moment. Was this… a ranking system for the dorm? He simply pointed at Ma Kun: “From now on, you’ll get the meals for me, Ma Liang, and Liang Bucheng!”

Ma Kun roared in fury: "So what if we fight?"

Liang Bucheng grinned and asked curiously, "Ma Kun, I'm curious, as a reproductive order practitioner, what can a woman teach you?"

Ma Kun covered his face with his hands: "Last night, Teacher Qin talked to my parents and said he would only teach me some mental techniques and physical training, and the rest he would show me old-fashioned pornographic films to watch by myself!"

Liang Bucheng was shocked. He stood up abruptly, clasped his hands in a fist and palm salute, and said, "My apologies. From now on, may I borrow your phone to talk? You get our food, and I'll get yours?"

Ma Kun nodded: "Okay!"

Great! The ranking of the top two players in Dorm 405 is complete: Sword Master Order > Boxer Order > Healer Order > Reproductive Master > Sword Master Order!

Just then, the piercing school bell rang outside.