Chapter 32: Young Man, May I Have a Drink with You?

The nightclub during the day lacked the boisterous music, and a beautiful woman was live-streaming on her phone while singing softly on the stage. The sparsely populated dance floor seemed quiet and pleasant.

Such a scene was rare in Yangcheng, as most clubs opened in the afternoon and buzzed at night. Only in places like Heaven and Earth Grandeur or some quaint bars could one find such daytime serenity.

Choosing a quiet corner, Ye Tian casually ordered a cocktail, immersing himself in the knowledge his system had infused into his mind.

The recent battle with Master Chen highlighted his shortcomings. The system's ability to directly instill knowledge was extraordinary, but not omnipotent.

Whether it was Tai Chi techniques or Hua Tuo's medical skills, the system's infusion let Ye Tian grasp the information instantly and understand it fully. However, this didn't mean he could use it without hindrance; it was more like revisiting long-neglected knowledge. He understood and perceived it, but couldn't apply it as naturally as he wished.

For Ye Tian, this wasn't a significant issue. Just as he quickly improved his combat experience during fights, he could also rapidly master and understand the vast information in his mind during quieter times.

Although he had gleaned some understanding of the martial world of the Great Empire from Prince Wen and Master Chen, he wasn't ready to dive into it yet. Even the declining martial world still possessed considerable strength, and rash contact wasn't wise.

Unlike other martial artists seeking cultivation resources, Ye Tian, with his martial arts body refinement, wasn't urgently in need of such resources in the short term. Plus, with the super cheat of the dog food system, he preferred to remain a serene, handsome man scattering dog food, perhaps until he had overwhelming power to face the martial world.

Of course, avoiding the martial world didn't mean he didn't urgently need martial power. Whenever he had the time, Ye Tian would immerse himself in absorbing the information in his mind to enhance his strength.

Completely absorbed in his thoughts, Ye Tian didn't notice his surroundings, even as he held his drink. Countless pieces of information raced through his brain: the body strengthening chapter, the visible strength chapter, the hidden strength chapter... The information, even for the journey from a martial novice to his current hidden strength, was immense.

Except for those like Ye Tian with cheats, normal martial artists would take years, even with abundant resources, to progress from basic training to visible strength, let alone the endlessly variable martial world.

The system's information, though vast, was instantly integrated with its help, like reviewing deeply memorized text, allowing for rapid absorption.

Just as Ye Tian was about to progress from the harmonized muscle and bone stage to the visible strength stage, his drink suddenly disappeared from his hand.

Startled, Ye Tian was about to throw a punch reflexively but stopped as he noticed the figure before him.

With his martial artist's instincts and Hua Tuo's medical knowledge, Ye Tian's vision was exceptionally sharp. Before him stood a woman in her early twenties, with no trace of martial training. She wore a tight cheongsam patterned with blue-and-white porcelain designs, highlighting her delicate figure. Her face, of pure beauty, was lightly made up, and her black hair, secured with a light purple hairband, cascaded over her shoulders. She held a phone in one hand and Ye Tian's recently held cocktail in the other.

It was the singer from just moments ago!

As she noticed Ye Tian looking at her, she smiled and asked in a sweet voice:

"Young man, may I have this drink?"

Ye Tian frowned slightly. While it was nice to be approached by a beautiful woman, he was aware of his appearance. He was above average but not outstanding, especially not in a high-end club like this.

The fact that she approached him and not anyone else meant something was up.

He glanced at her phone. She was holding it deliberately so its screen faced him. To most people, the angle would obscure the content, but not to Ye Tian. Even a glance was enough for him to see everything.

The screen showed a live stream, clearly hosted by the woman before him. The viewer count was around twenty thousand, a significant number for an ordinary streamer. The chat was exploding with comments:

"Let go of that handsome guy, let me do it!"

"Host, flirt with him! If you do, I'll send a rocket!"

"This guy isn't even that handsome, what's the point? I'll send you my address; come flirt with me instead."

"You guys don't get it. Flirting takes skill. This guy looks shy and honest. What if she encounters a thug instead? It'd be a big loss. The host lost a game and has to flirt with a handsome guy, not to take advantage."

"Live stream it, I want to see it happen! You know what I mean…"

"Too vulgar!"

...

Realizing what was happening, Ye Tian understood.

Live streaming was everywhere these days, and he knew well enough about it. There were often games like truth or dare, and losers had to do something as punishment. This girl's dare was relatively modest. Ye Tian had seen worse, like a streamer who had to kneel on a keyboard in a net cafe and shout "I was wrong, wife" three times.

Ye Tian intended to ignore it or dismiss her with a few words, considering she was a beautiful woman completing a task. But then, several system notifications caught his attention and made him reconsider.