Ten minutes later, Brian Carter arrived at Blue Sky Internet Café, which wasn’t too far from the school.

It was still the same familiar smell, still the same familiar sign.

The internet café that once looked quite upscale now seemed dilapidated; the words “Blue Sky Internet Café” were barely recognizable.

Stepping inside, the person sitting at the front desk was still that familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar female attendant—a young girl, not very old.

Back in those hormone-fueled teenage years, the attendant, who dressed more maturely than the students, had snuck into Brian Carter’s dreams a few times, doing some shameful things.

Looking at her now...

Brian Carter felt that his youthful self must have had a crooked sense of beauty.

Well, if she were truly stunning, why would she be working as an internet café attendant?

Glancing at the attendant, Brian Carter had no interest in flirting. Even if he did, a girl of this level wasn’t suitable for a high-class reborn individual.

But the moment he thought of “Master Ma,” that natural sense of superiority instantly vanished.

Being reborn was pretty high-class, but the key was being reborn in the right place!

After a few complaints in his heart, Brian Carter didn’t waste time and got straight to the point: “Open a computer for me. How much is it per hour?”

“Three yuan.”

The attendant replied crisply, then added, “Are you a member? If not, sign up for a membership—recharge 50 and get 10 yuan free.”

Brian Carter looked proud and couldn’t be bothered to respond.

Recharge 50 and only get 10 free? So stingy!

Besides... do I even look like someone who has 50 yuan?

After a few classes this morning, Brian Carter had already figured out his net worth: a grand total of 28 yuan.

This had to cover his lunch, too. Even if he wanted to recharge 50, he’d have to actually have it.

Ignoring the attendant’s sales pitch, Brian Carter pulled a 5-yuan bill from his pocket and slapped it on the counter with a look of pride.

Of course, the attendant ignored this poor guy as well, tossed him a temporary membership card, and didn’t bother with him anymore.

Brian Carter really wanted to shout, “Don’t look down on the poor youth!” But considering the attendant’s low status, he decided to save that line for the big shots later. He didn’t argue further, took the temporary card, and headed to a corner of the café.

……

In a corner of the internet café.

As the computer booted up, Brian Carter hungrily searched for the information he wanted.

The bluish glow of the screen cast a somewhat eerie light on Brian Carter’s face.

If anyone had been sitting near Brian Carter at that moment, they would have sensed something unusual about him.

His expression shifted constantly—sometimes angry, sometimes indignant, sometimes gritting his teeth...

Occasionally, a few curses slipped from Brian Carter’s mouth. Who knew if he was cursing the heavens or someone else.

After more than an hour, the computer shut down automatically—the time was up.

Brian Carter had no intention of adding more money. With a bit of confusion and understanding, he walked out of the internet café.

The moment he stepped outside, Brian Carter’s expression became much more determined. Gritting his teeth, he said, “Take the martial arts exam!”

As if that wasn’t enough to show his resolve, Brian Carter added, “I must take the martial arts exam!”

Chapter 3: Poor Scholars, Wealthy Warriors

Outside the internet café.

Brian Carter’s expression was resolute, his eyes full of determination.

He had no choice but to be determined!

After browsing and searching for over an hour, Brian Carter finally figured some things out.

For example, what exactly is a martial artist?

Modern martial artists aren’t much different from those in the martial arts novels and movies of his previous life—the only difference is the modern setting. The profession of martial artist now openly exists in modern society.

If it were just the emergence of this high-powered profession, Brian Carter might be interested in superheroes, but he wouldn’t necessarily want to become a martial artist himself.

But in today’s society, being a martial artist isn’t just a high-powered job—it also means power and status!

The law of the jungle, an eternal truth.

In his previous life, this difference wasn’t so obvious—after all, everyone was just an ordinary person who could be taken down with a single bullet.

But in this society filled with martial arts powerhouses, the gap couldn’t be more obvious.

For example, what Brian Carter had said to David Clark earlier about not being able to go into politics or business beyond the city—he hadn’t fully understood it before, but now he did.

Ordinary people are the mainstream of society, and there are actually no restrictions on what industries they can work in.

But according to the law—yes, the law clearly states!

For a company to expand beyond the city, the registered legal representative must be a martial artist, regardless of rank.

And to expand across provinces, the company’s legal representative must meet a rank requirement: no lower than fourth-rank martial artist!

According to the information Brian Carter found online, the current martial arts system is divided into nine ranks—first rank is the lowest, ninth rank is the highest.

Below fourth rank are low-level martial artists; seventh rank and above, including seventh, are high-level martial artists, also known as grandmasters.

To establish a company that operates across provinces, the legal representative must be at least a fourth-rank martial artist.

And to become a multinational group, although the law doesn’t specify, Brian Carter found online that without a seventh-rank martial artist, no matter how good your products are or how large your customer base is, entering another country or region recklessly is no different from courting death or giving away your money.

Even if your group has a seventh-rank or higher powerhouse, you still have to prove your strength.

For example, the current Little Mark!