Su Wei was already burning with rage.

And just at that moment, Su Wei suddenly noticed someone ahead.

Bam!

With a loud noise, Su Wei saw a person being knocked into the air by his car.

Su Wei was stunned.

He quickly put down his phone, got out of the car, and saw a person knocked to the ground by him.

"Bro!"

Old Huang on the roadside saw Su Zheng just crossing the road and getting hit by the car, his face changed dramatically, and he quickly ran up.

"Bro, are you okay?"

Old Huang helped Su Zheng up, then turned back to curse at Su Wei, who was driving: "How are you driving? Are you blind?"

Seeing the other two’s attire, Su Wei realized that their social status was not high, and his worry lessened a lot, but he quickly apologized.

"Heh, I’m fine." Su Zheng glanced at Su Wei, who was driving, and said disdainfully, "With that strength, you can’t even compare to a Postnatal Martial Artist. Hitting me is like scratching an itch, not a big deal!"

"Alright, I’m leaving."

Su Zheng said calmly.

"Bro, are you really okay? How about going to the hospital for a check-up?"

Old Huang said worriedly from behind.

But Su Zheng couldn’t be bothered and walked away on his own.

Seeing this, even Su Wei was surprised, having hit someone and not being blackmailed; he really is a good person!

Su Wei quickly got in the car and left.

Meanwhile, Old Huang looked worried.

Realizing that Old Huang didn’t follow, Su Zheng found a corner, sat down directly on the ground, and grimaced in pain.

"How can this thing have so much strength? It hurts like hell. If I had my previous cultivation, this thing wouldn’t dare hurt me a bit!"

Su Zheng rubbed his leg vigorously, rolled up his pants to look, and found it already bruising.

Half an hour later.

Su Wei parked the car downstairs, took the elevator back home, and heard a commotion inside as soon as he entered.

"What’s all the noise!"

As Su Wei entered, he saw his wife and a young man, his own son, Su Xianci.

"Who do you think you are to shout at me, do you have a death wish!" Su Xianci said loudly, looking at the newcomer.

"Damn, you little brat, you itching for a beating?" Su Wei flared up in anger and directly pulled out his belt.

"Ignorant mortal? Are you really thinking of making a move?" Su Xianci squinted his eyes, then stretched his wrists: "Exactly, ever since I got to this world, my hands have been itching, so today I’ll play with you!"

A while later.

The whole neighborhood could hear Su Xianci’s screams.

Su Wei almost broke the Seven Wolves belt in his hand.

Su Zheng wanted to find a place to stay, but he didn’t have any money. Luckily, when he returned to the construction site, he ran into a coworker who asked where Su Zheng was going and why he wasn’t going back to rest.

Only then did Su Zheng know he had a place to stay.

He followed his coworker back to the living place.

A small room housed eight people.

The room was filled with the smell of sweat. Su Zheng frowned, then lay down on his bed, truly exhausted from a busy day.

The coworkers were chatting, and seeing Su Zheng, who typically liked to talk, remain silent, they found it somewhat odd.

Su Zheng sat cross-legged on the bed, enduring the pain in his leg, adjusting his breathing.

He started following the cultivation methods from his past life, picturing the paintings he comprehended during his cultivation.

An hour passed.

Two hours passed.

Su Zheng remained seated until daylight, when everyone got up for work, but still, he felt no sign of cultivation.

"How could it be..." Fear crept into Su Zheng’s mind.

Could it really be impossible to cultivate?

If I can’t cultivate, what kind of life achievement point do I need to trigger to leave this damned world?

"Old Su, let’s go, if you don’t go to work today, the foreman might fire you!" A coworker said to Su Zheng as he left.

Hearing this, Su Zheng’s heart sank.

The foreman?

Does he eat people?

It seems I have underestimated this world.

If I don’t work, I’ll be fired and eaten by him.

Indeed, without strength in this world, it’s impossible to escape my current predicament.

"Let me ask you."

Su Zheng suddenly said: "What is the goal of our work?"

Su Zheng suddenly thought, if he could achieve the goals in the hearts of people like them, he could reach a trigger point and leave the world of the Great Dream Soul Stone.

"What goal?"

The coworker found Su Zheng strange but still smiled and said: "What’s the goal, nothing more than a wife, kids, a warm bed, and financial freedom."

After speaking, without waiting for Su Zheng, he turned and left.

A wife and kids and a warm bed?

Financial freedom?

The first concept Su Zheng could understand. Having a wife and kids, that which is not difficult.

But what does financial freedom mean?

He couldn’t figure out many things.

Su Zheng gritted his teeth and got out of bed, his leg still hurting badly, thinking he should visit a medical clinic.

But he had no money on him.

All the money was given to Old Huang.

"Wait."

Su Zheng turned to look at his bed, where a mess of things lay beneath it; maybe there was money hidden there.

So, Su Zheng rummaged underneath to see if he could find any money or something.

Eventually, Su Zheng did find something good way inside.

A painting!

Seeing a painting, Su Zheng’s eyes lit up!

When he unfurled the scroll, he was overjoyed; the painting turned out to be his Evil Ghost Map.

He hadn’t expected the Evil Ghost Map to also arrive in this world.

But thinking of the three thousand evil spirits in the Evil Ghost Map all perishing in Li Changqing’s Immortal Slaying Sword Array, Su Zheng felt very regretful.