Emily Bolton smiled slightly, mocking herself for being distracted. The people of The Bolton Family could even analyze their own curiosity thoroughly; such an inherent human flaw could not appear in her. So Emily Bolton deliberately ignored Brian Carter, refusing to let him interfere with her cultivation of the Tianxin Technique.

Here, it’s necessary to mention a so-called joke: the Blade Edge Technique originated from the Holy Land. Although it has a wide range of uses, not everyone who practiced the Blade Edge Technique became a master.

Some of the luxurious pleasures on the spaceship meant less than a fraction of the Blade Edge Technique to Brian Carter. At first, it was just for survival, but as he continued his cultivation, he began to experience things he’d never felt before. No wonder so many people were obsessed with the pursuit of martial arts. By the way, there was a crazy guy just like that in his spatial crystal.

The seven days on the spaceship might have been a post-disaster celebration for others, but for Brian Carter, it was just an ordinary trip home. He didn’t see Emily Carter again, either.

After getting off the spaceship, Brian Carter didn’t bother with the media and slipped away quietly. All he wanted now was to go home and see what the old man looked like these days.

Shangjing Hope District... to put it simply, it was just another name for the slums. Most people living here relied on government assistance. There was no way around it—real estate was still humanity’s greatest industry. Whether you wanted to live in the sky or on the ground, you couldn’t do it without money.

“Old man, I’m back! If you’re not dead, say something!”

Brian Carter kicked the door unceremoniously as he spoke... No response. The old guy was probably out drinking again!

Brian Carter pressed his finger on the touch panel. Coming home was always a happy thing, even if the old man wasn’t there.

“Sorry, fingerprint does not match. Please try again.”

Brian Carter was stunned for a moment and tried a few more times, but the result was the same.

“Damn, seriously? I was only gone for a little while!”

At that moment, the door opened. “Sir, who are you looking for?” The person who opened the door was a strange middle-aged woman.

“Uh, and you are...? Why are you in my house? Where’s the old man?” Brian Carter was a bit confused.

“Oh, you must be that person. This house is mine now. That man said if you came looking for him, you should check the communication area—he left a message for you.”

With a belly full of questions, Brian Carter went to the communication screen, entered his password, and sure enough, there was a letter from the old man. Brian Carter opened it, a little excited.

“Kid, first of all, congratulations on being alive to read this letter. Your old man has gone off to find a second spring, so don’t worry about me. By now, you should know how awesome your old man is, right? Keep practicing the Blade Edge Technique. Also, the crystal I gave you before—I swiped it from a big shot you can’t afford to mess with. You know, that kind of thing can’t see the light of day. If there’s treasure inside, don’t keep it all to yourself—remember to send some to your old man. The account is... If it’s trouble... don’t contact me.”

Looking at the old man on the screen acting like a clown, Brian Carter felt both warmth and the urge to strangle him. The old man seemed about to turn off the recording, but suddenly paused, “There’s some money in your account—that’s your tuition... Also, the house has been sold. You’re an adult now, time to be self-reliant. Don’t thank me too much.”

Brian Carter barely resisted the urge to smash the screen—damaging public property would mean a fine. The old man really went all out, even selling the house.

There was nothing to be done. Now, Brian Carter was truly homeless. The old house might have been shabby, but at least it was a place to stay. In the past, he wouldn’t have known what to do, but after coming back from Norton Star, there was nothing left to fear.

Brian Carter went to check his account. One, two, three, four...

Calm down, calm down!

A miserable scream rang out. Poor Brian Carter—there was only thirty thousand in there. It was a decent sum if it was just pocket money, but this was all he had now... plus the set of clothes the Federation had given him.

What kind of life was this!

“Damn old man, just wait—don’t let me find you!”

Brian Carter finally exploded, completely ignoring the strange looks from people around him. He howled at the sky, not caring if they were beauties or thugs.

Brian Carter felt a bit of regret—why hadn’t he brought back some scrap metal from Norton Star to sell? God, how was he supposed to live on this?

No matter what, he still had to survive. First, he needed to find a place to settle down... But as he passed a burger shop, Brian Carter’s stomach growled furiously.

He wasn’t a man of refined taste. The food on the spaceship was too fancy and not satisfying at all. Even though he wasn’t rich now, Brian Carter still rushed inside.

An hour later, everyone in the shop—from the staff to the customers—was frozen, all staring at Brian Carter. This madman had eaten thirty giant burgers by himself. Even a pig would have burst.

Brian Carter didn’t care at all. He patted his stomach and let out a satisfied burp. “Not bad, about eighty percent full.”

Thud...

People collapsed all over the floor. Was this guy just released from prison? Even in prison, the food wouldn’t be that bad. Was he a victim of abuse?

Brian Carter had eaten a bit on the spaceship, but the food there was too fancy—looked good but didn’t fill you up. Everyone’s rations were limited, and Brian Carter was too embarrassed to ask for more. If he’d eaten his fill, he could have emptied the whole ship. But now, spending his own money, he wanted to enjoy himself. Simplicity was beauty—big chunks of meat with vegetables.

“That’ll be three hundred,” the server said, trying to keep a smile on his twitching lips.