At the crossroads of 35, you look into your parents’ hopeful eyes and agree to an arranged marriage.

When you arrive at the meeting place, you realize the girl is your childhood sweetheart from long ago.

【Please treat Li Zhi, whom you haven’t seen for a long time, to a meal. Reward: 1,000 yuan.】

18-year-old Shen Yuan looks at Li Zhi sitting next to him and falls silent.

Is this system coming too early? But that’s not the main issue.

Shen Yuan looks seriously at Li Zhi and says: “Li Zhi, judging from your face, you won’t marry until you’re 35.”

Li Zhi sneers coldly: “I’ll consider you lucky to live long enough to be buried at 35.”

The hard work of life, the careful calculation of cultivation, the increase and decrease of mortgage interest and Dantian Qi.

Only the beef soup at the street corner food stall at midnight, mixed with the smell of sweat and rust from the body-building equipment, can taste the hot life of grassroots warriors - after all, the desire to reach the pinnacle of martial arts must first survive the Huabei repayment date next month.