Of course, if this kind of music is controlled by a cultivator, it will only be heard by themselves and won’t leak out at all.

Once the Six Movements are mastered, the cultivator will experience a qualitative leap.

As for exactly what level this leap reaches, even the Old Slaughter who gave Brian Carter his memories hadn’t cultivated much—he tried it and gave up—so Brian Carter isn’t sure either. But now, having just stepped into the initial stage of the Skin Melody, he can already clearly sense his own strength.

This sense of power also existed in Old Slaughter’s memories. Back when Slaughter first began cultivating, advancing from an ordinary person to the first level of the Human Rank, it seemed to feel just like this.

But in those memories, Old Slaughter was in the prime of life on a life-rich planet, with extremely dense stellar source energy, and his own cultivation talent was extraordinary. Even then, practicing a top-tier Earth-grade technique, it still took him two whole months to advance from an ordinary person to the first level of the Human Rank.

Brian Carter, however, only took seven days. The solar source energy he absorbed, from the sun to the earth, had already been weakened countless times.

This efficiency is truly astonishing.

Of course, Brian Carter’s cultivation only involves absorbing the stellar source energy contained within sunlight, not drawing all the sunlight into his body. Otherwise, without sunlight’s reflection, refraction, and so on—if he absorbed everything—he’d become a human black hole. What he absorbs is just the stellar source energy within the sunlight, just like some star warriors on active planets absorb planetary source energy from the earth beneath their feet during cultivation, but they don’t suck all the air containing planetary source energy completely dry.

“Xiao Zhao, this is yours.” Another night passed in a flash. The next morning, before eight o’clock, in an office building on the main street of Jingyuan District, Shancheng, Brian Carter had just walked into the office when a man in his thirties greeted him with a smile, pointing at a pile of items on a desk.

It had been seven days since he left the hospital. In those seven days, Brian Carter had not only been cultivating but also started working.

Even with all of Slaughter’s memories and having embarked on a path to make himself stronger, he still had to eat.

Time Express is a huge domestic courier company, with a network that covers almost the entire country. It can’t match the coverage of the Republic’s postal service, but aside from the postal service, it’s one of the top networks.

However, Time Express as a whole operates on a franchise model.

If someone in a city wants to run it, they just need to pay the franchise fee to operate in that city. The Shancheng branch of Time Express is a franchise. As for who the big boss is, Brian Carter has never met them since joining the company. He hasn’t been here long and is only familiar with his supervisor—the young man in front of him—and the customer service staff.

After each delivery, it’s usually the customer service who notifies him where to pick up packages next.

His job is to come to work every day, collect the mail and packages the company has sorted for delivery, and take them out to deliver one by one. If he finishes in the morning, he waits for customer service to notify him to pick up packages in the afternoon and bring them back to the company. If he doesn’t finish in the morning, he continues delivering in the afternoon.

The work is simple, and the pay is decent: base salary plus commission. If you’re willing to work hard, you can earn about three thousand a month. For someone who graduated from a second-rate junior college and doesn’t have any special skills, that’s already pretty good.

At least Brian Carter knows that his classmates who graduated with him can only find jobs that pay just over a thousand a month, so he’s already considered well-paid.

Of course, this high salary comes at the cost of several times more hard work than others. While others work in air-conditioned rooms, he has to ride his bike around his area in all kinds of weather, no matter how hot the sun or how hard the wind and rain. At first, Brian Carter didn’t think he’d be able to stick with it.

Of the couriers who interviewed with him, only he remains; the others all quit after a few days. Fortunately, the company still has a group of veteran couriers holding things together.

“Thanks, Brother Scott. I’ll get to work now.” Although Brother Scott had already picked out his items, Brian Carter still needed to reorganize them—optimizing the order, starting with the places closest to the company, and planning his delivery route before heading out.

“Heh, work hard. I have high hopes for you. There aren’t many young people these days who are this reliable.” Brother Scott waved with a smile, looking at Brian Carter with approval. The young man might look ordinary and not be tall, but there’s no need for a courier to be tall and handsome. What matters is that at such a young age, he can settle down and do such a tough job. That’s impressive.

“Oh, right, Little Brian, are you free tonight? If you are, come have a couple of drinks with us. My wife is making something delicious tonight to reward our little ancestor at home.”

Brother Scott’s family is from Shancheng, with his wife and child living here. His child is still in high school and usually boards at school, rarely coming home. Brother Scott is a veteran at the Shancheng branch of Time Express, easygoing and fond of a drink. He often invites colleagues he gets along with to his home for a few drinks, and Brian Carter has been over twice.

When Brian Carter was hospitalized last time, it was Brother Scott who represented the company to visit him after he woke up.

“Sure, I should be free tonight.” Brian Carter nodded with a smile and went over to organize his deliveries. As he was sorting, Brian Carter suddenly froze, spacing out a little.

Because in his hand was a beautifully packaged box, with the address written as 8th Floor, Unit 2, Room 401, Antai Community, Wanxia Road, recipient: Jason Bennett.