Chapter 117: To Keep the Hair or the Head?

Chapter 117: To Keep the Hair or the Head?

Name: Zhao Shanhe (Zhao Zheng).

Age: 19 years old.

Martial Arts: None.

Current Realm: None.

Current Martial Arts Points: 0.

Available Spirit Energy Points: 5067.

...

Zhao Zheng was a bit surprised as he examined his current Attribute Panel.

In the "Available Spirit Energy Points" section, he noticed an astonishing amount of 5,000 points.

According to his calculations, the total attributes plus the retained Spirit Energy Points should have been around 4,600.

Apparently, the points he had spent on 'Armed Color Domination' had been temporarily refunded.

Then,

Zhao Zheng walked into a Western goods store by the roadside.

The store was filled with foreign items like suits, tall glasses, and clocks, all considered trendy and desirable in this era, attracting a constant stream of customers.

Zhao Zheng, however, had not come to shop.

He approached a mirror and carefully studied his reflection.

The man in the mirror had thick eyebrows, large eyes, well-proportioned features, and a fit physique. He wore a sleeveless short robe on top and hemp pants below.

Zhao Zheng was quite satisfied with the appearance of the body he now inhabited.

The only thing that greatly displeased him was the long braid this body also had.

Although the current court was in a state of overall decline and decay, it was still a gigantic creature in the eyes of the common folk, and many people still wore their hair in braids.

Even so, Zhao Zheng was very unhappy about it.

He immediately left the Western goods store and headed to a nearby haircutting stall.

"Young man, do you want a haircut?" asked the stall owner, a man in his forties, with a smile, eager for business.

Zhao Zheng nodded, "Yes, how much for a shave?"

The stall owner was surprised, "You want to shave your head, sir?"

The common people at this time were still heavily influenced by feudalistic thoughts, believing that one's body and hair were gifts from their parents, and thus, they rarely shaved their heads completely.

Usually, those who shaved their heads were not the most upstanding individuals.

For instance, the Shahe Gang!

So, when the stall owner heard Zhao Zheng's request, he was taken aback.

Zhao Zheng's attire suggested he was just a regular laborer, not someone from a gang.

"Is there a problem?" Zhao Zheng asked.

"No..."

The stall owner was an honest man, "Sir, if you shave your head and let me keep your hair, I won't charge you; instead, I'll give you some change."

Hair had many uses and could be sold for money.

"Alright, then, shave my head!"

With Zhao Zheng's confirmation, the stall owner took out a pair of scissors and began cutting Zhao Zheng's braid, starting from the root, then gradually trimming it down, and finally shaving it clean with a razor...

Soon,

Zhao Zheng became a bald man.

Taking the brass mirror from the stall owner, Zhao Zheng examined his reflection. Although the bald look felt a bit odd, it was still much better than the ugly braid.

Then,

The stall owner handed him ten Wen coins.

"Sir, all the hair buyers in this area offer the same price. As for the haircut, I won't charge you."

Zhao Zheng nodded, took the money, and left.

It was time to get to work.

It had to be said,

Walking around with a bald head was quite eye-catching.

Many people, mistaking him for a gang member, avoided him.

...

This body, named Zhao Shanhe, had indeed been a porter for a rice shop before Zhao Zheng's consciousness took over.

Of course, with Zhao Zheng's arrival, this previous occupation was bound to change.

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At this moment, Zhao Zheng's destination was not random.

He was heading to find Song Haitang!

When Extraordinary Beings entered the Spirit Realm, they would have a connection with their teammates, and when they were teleported, they wouldn't be too far apart.

Zhao Zheng could already sense that Song Haitang was not far ahead.

He felt a bit of anticipation.

He wondered what Song Haitang would be like after entering the Spirit Realm.

A moment later.

Zhao Zheng left the bustling streets and arrived at the entrance of an alley.

In the alley, several bodyguards were guarding a carriage.

Upon seeing this scene.

Zhao Zheng was slightly stunned.

He could sense that Song Haitang was inside the carriage.

Old Chu had mentioned that when an Extraordinary Being's consciousness entered the Spirit Realm, they would usually descend into the body of an ordinary person.

Only a very small number of people with exceptionally good luck would have the chance to descend into a wealthy family.

Obviously.

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Song Haitang was indeed blessed with incredible luck.

"Get out of here!"

Seeing Zhao Zheng approaching, several guards at the alley entrance immediately shooed him away with disdain: "Move along, don't loiter here."

They paid no attention to Zhao Zheng's bald head.

In front of them, members of the gang were no better than pigs and dogs.

Zhao Zheng didn't take the guards' attitude to heart and had no intention of leaving.

"Hmm? Still not leaving? Looking for a beating?"

One of the guards immediately drew his saber.

"Wait!"

A crisp voice echoed through the alley.

It was a maid.

The maid jumped down from the carriage and gave Zhao Zheng a puzzled look.

She still didn't understand why her mistress, who was shopping happily shopping, had suddenly ordered the carriage to stop here.

Weren't they supposed to go buy some makeup?

Could it be that she was intentionally waiting for this person?

"Let him come."

The maid spoke up.

Hearing this, the guards immediately allowed Zhao Zheng to pass.

Zhao Zheng revealed a smile, filled with anticipation, and approached the carriage.

As he neared the carriage, Zhao Zheng didn't hesitate and started to climb in.

"Hey! Get down!"

The maid quickly stopped Zhao Zheng.

Zhao Zheng looked at her, puzzled.

The maid, on the other hand, was furious, scolding Zhao Zheng: "Who do you think you are? How dare you climb into our mistress's carriage? Just stand here and wait for orders."

There were some things she couldn't say directly.

In the current society, many traditional rules still existed, such as the taboo of physical contact between men and women.

Although it wasn't as strict as in the past, if a man and a woman were alone in a carriage, it would greatly damage the woman's reputation if it got out.

Unexpectedly.

Just as the maid finished speaking.

A cold voice came from inside the carriage: "Let him in."

Hearing this.

The people around were all taken aback, then looked at Zhao Zheng with a mix of shock and disbelief.

Zhao Zheng, with a smile on his face, climbed into the carriage.

Outside the carriage.

The maid still wore an incredulous expression.

However, as the mistress's personal maid, she was clearly a smart person. She quickly realized the situation and sternly warned the guards:

"Keep what you saw today to yourselves. If anyone dares to gossip, I'll cut out their tongue."

The guards, upon hearing this, promised to keep it a secret.

Seeing this, the maid's expression softened a little.

Then, she looked at the carriage, her eyes filled with worry.

Her mistress's actions were incomprehensible to her, and it also made her feel a strong sense of crisis...

(PS: I had some personal matters these past days, which delayed my writing. Now that it's resolved, regular updates will resume tomorrow...)

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