James Bolton realized that maybe in less than a month, he could train his Iron Fist to the minor achievement level! By then, he could start learning internal energy techniques. Just thinking about this, James Bolton actually felt a renewed urge to train hard in martial arts!

Fortunately, the second skill selection prompt from the system in his mind interrupted James Bolton's thoughts.

“What should I choose? I can’t pick martial arts, and I don’t even know what the miscellaneous category is for! Forget it, I’ll just pick the life skills category! System, open the life skills for me!” James Bolton still didn’t know what to pick, so as usual, he clicked the random option.

The wheel spun rapidly, and finally, the pointer stopped on a section marked with a car icon.

“100 energy deducted, 12 points remaining. Host has acquired skill: Driving Mastery (Beginner, can only be applied to land vehicles).”

“Ugh, only land vehicles? Does that mean at the advanced level I could drive a spaceship? Even if I could, where would I get one to drive!” James Bolton thought, a bit dissatisfied.

As the system’s voice faded, his brain finally received a stream of information. Maybe because it was the second time, James Bolton didn’t feel much pain as he absorbed the knowledge. Thinking about all kinds of car models in his mind, James Bolton wondered if he should buy himself a car to drive around.

“Looks like the system is forcing me to buy a car. I’ll wait a few days; I don’t have that much money right now.”

In the future, James Bolton would definitely have to travel all over the country, not just to make money, but also to see if there were other items that could provide more energy. He needed to upgrade the system to a higher level!

So, Driving Mastery was actually a pretty good skill!

James Bolton recycled all the remaining rough stones, gaining over four hundred energy points in total, but the system didn’t give any upgrade prompts. James Bolton didn’t choose to unlock more skills, because skills aren’t mastered just by learning them—they have to be practiced and gradually internalized. Mediocrity was not James Bolton’s goal. Besides, James Bolton needed to save some energy for the next time the system unlocks intermediate functions!

James Bolton splashed himself with a few buckets of cold water, changed his clothes, and then headed toward the snack street…

At the snack street, this time James Bolton picked a decently decorated small restaurant, ordered a big table of dishes and two bottles of beer, and started eating.

Exhausted and starving, James Bolton ate at an astonishing speed, finishing all the food on the table in no time, leaving the customers at the nearby tables gaping in shock! At the same time, a thought popped up in their minds: “This guy must be a starving ghost reincarnated!”

Full and satisfied, James Bolton ignored what others thought. With the boss’s beaming “Come again next time!” ringing in his ears, James Bolton paid the bill and walked out, feeling only one thing—having money is great!

“Money really makes you the boss. Last time I came and only ordered two small dishes, the guy had a sour face. People are really unpredictable!” James Bolton grumbled a couple of times and got ready to head back.

Just as James Bolton was hesitating about whether to go gamble on stones tomorrow or stay home to practice martial arts, a shout suddenly came from ahead: “Stop! You bastard!”

James Bolton looked up and saw a sexy woman chasing after a young man who was running toward him, clutching a woman’s shoulder bag.

James Bolton instantly realized it was a bag snatcher, and instinctively grabbed the thief as he ran past.

“Bastard, do you want to die!” The thief, caught, tried to break free from James Bolton’s grip, but soon realized it was all in vain. The short, skinny guy in front of him was unbelievably strong.

He felt as if his shoulder was caught in a vise, the pain unbearable. Furious and desperate, the thief pulled a switchblade from his pocket with his other hand and stabbed at James Bolton’s arm.

Before James Bolton could react, the thief was suddenly sent flying by a beautiful leg in high heels kicking from the side.

Olivia Summers was furious. She finally had a day off today, and she hadn’t expected something like this to happen! If she hadn’t been wearing high heels, there’s no way that guy could have gotten away with her bag.

Fuming, Olivia Summers chased after him, not even knowing where she’d thrown those damned high heels!

When she saw someone up ahead stop the thief, Olivia Summers got excited, “Now that bastard can’t get away!”

Olivia Summers hurried forward, ready to give the bag snatcher a good lesson, and also to properly thank the person who helped her catch the thief.

Before she could figure out how to thank him, she saw the thief pull out a knife and stab at the person blocking him, but that idiot just stood there, not moving at all!

“Idiot, why are you keeping your other hand in your pocket trying to look cool? Are you looking to die?” Olivia Summers was exasperated by the poser in front of her, and without thinking, she kicked out!

The knife was already coming at him, and he still didn’t move! If it hadn’t been for her beautiful side kick, that guy’s arm would have been ruined! Olivia Summers was speechless.

“Idiot, we’re even now. You helped me catch the thief, but I saved your life!” Olivia Summers said angrily, handcuffing the groaning thief’s hands behind his back.

After she finished, she noticed James Bolton still hadn’t said a word. Looking up, she found the guy in front of her was staring at her legs without blinking!

“Hmph! You pervert, where are you looking! Your eyeballs are about to fall out!”