World's Best Martial Artist

Chapter 34: Statistical Conversion

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Fang Ping was still excited over his earnings.

Immediately after that, though, his expression changed abruptly and he headed home in a hurry, his bag in hand.

...

Room 101.

Inside the small room.

Fang Ping’s expression was a little bitter as he swore inwardly, ‘I knew you were unreliable! I was right!

‘You didn’t get jealous and steal my Wealth, did you?’

Just then, while he was still riding high, the three lines of statistics disappeared from his line of vision!

It was extremely sudden, as though someone had pulled the plug. He could not see anything now.

This stupid system! Fang Ping had found it suspicious when it did not provide an instruction manual earlier. It really was a cheap assembly-line product.

It just had to happen now, when he finally had over 2 million in Wealth.

He barely had the time to celebrate before everything disappeared?

What other explanation could there be, other than the system becoming greedy and running away with the money?

Fang Ping inwardly cursed for a while, but he refused to give up. Widening his eyes, he stared unblinkingly at the black screen of a void.

Just as Fang Ping’s eyes were watering from the strain, the display panel that was darkening in his eyes suddenly flashed back to life.

Soon enough, the three rows of statistics began to gradually reappear.

Only then did Fang Ping heave a sigh of relief. Rubbing his eyes, he berated it inwardly, ‘If you’re gonna level up, can’t you at least tell me in advance?

‘Are you trying to scare me by disappearing all of a sudden like that?’

Fang Ping was growing increasingly discontented with this stupid system.

It was one thing that it did not come with an instruction manual, but now it was appearing and disappearing at random. It was highly inconsiderate.

All the swearing aside, Fang Ping still focused on the three lines of statistics that had just appeared.

Wealth: 2403800

Vitality: 121cal

Mentality: 110Hz

...

The change was not very drastic, but the statistics were converted into a different measurement unit.

‘Did I go from a small Vitality container to a large Vitality warehouse?’

Fang Ping inwardly considered the effects of such a change.

Firstly, he could save the money spent on a health check at the hospital.

This upgrade must be a result of his Wealth reaching a certain benchmark. With this, he had leveled up from the basic version to a more advanced version.

Soon enough, Fang Ping realized what else this could mean.

‘In the past, my increments were also calculated by 0.1s. Ten thousand in Wealth meant a 10cal in Vitality.

‘Does that mean I can use 1,000 in Wealth to increase 10cal in Vitality now?’

After giving it some thought, Fang Ping decided to give it a shot.

There was no use in hesitating anymore. Besides, he was practically loaded now. 1,000 Wealth was nothing to him.

He told himself that he wanted to increase his Vitality by 1cal...

In no time at all, the statistics before his eyes changed.

Wealth: 2402800

Vitality: 122cal

Mentality: 110Hz

‘I knew it!’

Fang Ping was overjoyed. It really did work.

The new statistics meant that this went way beyond saving the Vitality checkup fee.

Instead, Fang Ping now had a better understanding of his own body.

In the past, for instance, Fang Ping’s Vitality always increased by 10cal at once.

The last time, his body was almost unable to withstand it, leaving him in a world of pain.

That was because he had tried to increase it by too much at once, and his body was left in the dust.

Things were different now. Fang Ping did not react very intensely to the increase of 1cal at a time, which meant he could keep better tabs on his physical conditions now. This way, he would not bust any blood vessels like he did the last time.

Aside from that, Fang Ping soon realized another benefit of this change.

He could hide his secret more effectively now!

An increase of 10cal at once was very obvious to martial artists like Wang Jinyang.

The last time, Fang Ping had to make up an excuse to explain away the difference.

If he increased it by 1 to 2cal at once now, the discrepancy would not be so obvious, and Wang Jinyang would not be able to sense it so clearly either.

It was still manageable now because Fang Ping did not know many martial artists. Wang Jinyang was currently the only one.

Once he entered a martial arts university, however, there would be martial artists everywhere.

If he gained a 10cal increase in Vitality overnight, it was quite likely that others would find something amiss.

If the same increase of 10cal was stretched out over a week or 10 days, however, the chances of being found out would decrease significantly.

Once he sorted through all that information, Fang Ping was pretty satisfied.

This upgrade was more than a little useful. He could even see the units of measurement now.

‘This is a good thing. I guess you’re decent.’

Fang Ping secretly praised the system, but he immediately began swearing at it again. It really was a greedy little thing!

When he was poor, it would not even provide him with an instruction manual. He had to figure everything out himself.

Now that his Wealth had grown, it even showed him the exact units.

It was so opportunistic!

...

The statistics were back online, but Fang Ping was in no rush to increase his Mentality.

Wang Jinyang was still upstairs. If he leveled it up now and changed accordingly, the chances of being discovered were high.

He could just as easily make the changes after Wang Jinyang left.

Considering the fact that Wang Jinyang was still upstairs, and that there was another, most likely dead, man above his head, even Fang Ping could not help a shudder down his spine.

He did not linger long at home. Hiding the cash well, Fang Ping took the pills with him and picked up his backpack, heading to school.

On the way there, Fang Ping wondered if he should buy or at least rest a house.

Right now, the house was just too small!

His parents were one thing; they did not tend to look through his room or anything.

The problem was that unpredictable Fang Yuan. She was just too crazy curious.

Every so often, she would look through his room, searching for snacks, comics, anything fun...

In other words, the girl was interested in everything!

Right now, he had more than 220 thousand in cash stashed in his room, including the twenty thousand his parents gave him.

Although he had hidden the money, 200 thousand in cash was not exactly a single note. If the girl ended up discovering his nest egg, that would be a problem.

‘I gotta make myself a bank card soon.’

Fang Ping murmured to himself. After all, Wang Jinyang’s million had not been transferred over yet.

Fang Ping should get the card done as soon as possible, in case Wang Jinyang went into closed door training for his breakthrough and forgot about his promise.

Since he was going to cultivate his methods and body from now on, he could not do that at home either. He could not keep training in his garden forever.

When he did not have the funds at hand, Fang Ping would not consider such actions.

Now that he had the money, however, it was crucial that he set up a secret lair for himself.

‘I should buy or rent a house...’

Making a mental note of that, Fang Ping decided to go house-hunting this Sunday.

...

After tolerating an entire afternoon at school, Fang Ping made a beeline for home once the final bell rang.

He could not help but worry. The cash was hidden at home, and Fang Ping was quite afraid of Fang Yuan finding it.

As soon as he reached the front of his house, however, Fang Ping’s expression was already turning ugly.

Something even worse than Fang Yuan finding the money had happened!

...

At the stairwell.

At the entrance to Fang Ping’s house.

Someone Fang Ping had not expected at all was standing right there. It was Wang Jinyang!

Although Wang Jinyang did say that he would only leave at night, Fang Ping had figured he would not come out during the day.

Yet, there he was, sauntering out of the house like he owned the place!

Fang Ping would not mind if it was just Wang Jinyang alone, but Wang Jinyang was currently chatting with Fang Yuan!

Perplexed and panicked, Fang Ping rushed over to them.

Wang Jinyang, who was engaged in conversation, saw Fang Ping too and gave him a nod with a smile.

Fang Yuan, on the other hand, was grinning from ear to ear. She was visibly happy to see Fang Ping, and she said, “Fang Ping, you’re back!”

“Yeah. What are you two doing?”

“Don’t you think it’s a wonderful coincidence, Fang Ping? I can’t believe I bumped into Senior Wang!”

Fang Yuan was over the moon, but soon she asked curiously, “Don’t you know each other?”

Fang Ping’s expression contorted. ‘Well, duh, of course I know him!

‘My question is, how did you two end up chatting with each other?

‘And Wang Jinyang, you b*stard, shouldn’t you be watching over the body? Why the heck did you come downstairs?!’

Fang Yuan could not keep a secret to save her life, so when she saw the confusion on Fang Ping’s face, she said happily, “When I came back earlier, I bumped into Senior Wang outside!

“Fang Ping, did you know Senior Wang has a relative who lives nearby?

“If my friend hadn’t shown off an autographed photo of Senior Wang yesterday, I wouldn’t have recognized him.

“I said it was such a pity that I couldn’t meet him earlier, but to think I’d meet him today!

“And Fang Ping, you lied to me last time by saying Senior Wang had left...”

Fang Ping’s expression was worsening by the moment, for no other reason than he had thought his previous lie was perfect!

He had thought his family would never meet Wang Jinyang again, so he told them that Wang Jinyang sold him the pills.

Now that his younger sister brought it up again, though, his story was going to be debunked!

Fang Yuan’s excited expression told him that he was still in the clear for now, though.

Fang Ping said hurriedly, “Don’t disturb Brother Wang, he’s busy. C’mon, go inside!”

Fang Yuan’s happy expression collapsed in an instant, and she mumbled, “I don’t wanna. Senior Wang didn’t say he was busy.”

“Go inside, and don’t embarrass me.”

Fang Ping berated her hastily and then said to Wang Jinyang with an awkward chuckle, “That’s my little sister. She insisted that I get her your autograph back then, and she even said she wanted several hundred so she could earn off of them...”

Right now, all Fang Ping could do was change the topic.

Wang Jinyang could not help but laugh at that.

On the other hand, Fang Yuan gritted her teeth and glared at Fang Ping. The big meanie! She was planning to ask Wang Jinyang for an autograph too.

Now that her older brother had ratted her out, she could not bring herself to prove him right.

She shook her head hurriedly at Wang Jinyang, and then she opened the door and ran into the house. “Feel free to chat, you two. I’m gonna go do my homework now!”

“Bang!”

The door slammed to a shut loudly. The little girl was clearly mad at Fang Ping for ruining her plans.

Fang Ping was exasperated, then he could not help but turn to look at Wang Jinyang. Why did he come out before nightfall?

As though reading Fang Ping’s thoughts, Wang Jinyang said with a soft chuckle, “Don’t worry.

“I’m not a bad guy. If I wasn’t worried about causing a scene by bringing him out in broad daylight, I could even take him out now if I wanted to.”

Fang Ping chuckled dryly but did not say anything.

In a departure from his usual habits, Wang Jinyang decided to explain further, “I didn’t bring any luggage, so it’s inconvenient for me.

“I just went out and buy a luggage bag and some fast food.”

He even held up the bag of fast food in his hand, showing it to Fang Ping.

When he mentioned luggage, Fang Ping did not even have to think to know what he meant to put in it.

When he said fast food, however, Fang Ping’s scalp became numb from the shock!

‘Is there something wrong with this guy?

‘Why don’t you just finish your food outside? Bringing your fast food back here, did you forget there’s a body upstairs?’

As he imagined this guy eating while admiring Huang Bin’s corpse, Fang Ping wondered if he was not a little messed up.

Wang Jinyang had no idea about the impression he was giving off, though. With a soft chuckle, he said, “I bumped into your sister on the way back. She’s an interesting little girl.”

“Don’t get any funny ideas about my sister!” Fang Ping blurted out without thinking.

Wang Jinyang was slightly taken aback, and then the corners of his mouth began to twitch.

Was he a sis-lover?

He must be!

What the heck... There were a ton of beauties in the martial arts university vying for his attention, and another load of them from other schools too.

There were beautiful teachers, the class idols, rich young heiresses...

Since when did he, Wang Jinyang, had to resort to funny ideas about little lolis?

Fang Yuan had recognized him earlier and talked his ear off as though they were old friends. Wang Jinyang merely found that interesting.

The two of them were going the same way too, so Wang Jinyang had not made an extra effort to avoid her.

Now Fang Ping was questioning his character!

Wang Jinyang’s gaze was unfriendly as he looked at Fang Ping, while Fang Ping looked a little ashamed. It was a habit, it was all just a force of habit!

Many people had come after his sister in his previous life, and Fang Ping had to deal with them for Fang Yuan.

That was why when Wang Jinyang said that earlier, he replied subconsciously.

The two of them locked gazes for a moment before Wang Jinyang burst out laughing. “I’ll leave tonight, and I’ll return to the martial arts university tomorrow. I hope to see you again in the near future. You’re a very interesting guy.”

He was bold but meticulous, ruthless but wise when it came to cutting his losses...

That was the entirety of Wang Jinyang’s opinion of Fang Ping.

That was why Wang Jinyang was fairly interested in Fang Ping, He wanted to know if Fang Ping would do even more fascinating things in the future, after becoming a martial artist.

Fang Ping laughed and nodded without a word.

Wang Jinyang did not linger for long either. Taking his fast food with him, he climbed up the stairs slowly.

It was only when he left that Fang Ping heaved a small sigh of relief.

The man was a martial artist, after all. No matter how friendly he seemed, Fang Ping still felt some pressure in his presence.

...

Late at night.

When he heard the soft sound of the door closing above him, Fang Ping looked up from the book he was pretending to read and murmured, “He’s finally gone!”

As long as Wang Jinyang stayed there, Fang Ping continued to feel the pressure.

Now that he had left, the Huang Bin incident was finally over and done with. He could finally use the goods he earned this time to power himself up.