Chapter 6: The Road to Wealth Through Undying Body

The online message came from a user named \"Weijia Medical Insurance Agency,\" an insurance broker. Fang Cheng\’s relationship with medical insurance stemmed from his parents\’ policy. After their death, Fang Cheng became the beneficiary but had to keep paying the premiums. Being an income-less high school student, he couldn’t afford the steep annual expenses and considered canceling it.

When he planned to terminate the policy, this broker approached him, suggesting a \"transfer\" instead of cancellation for extra compensation. Though tempted, Fang Cheng kept haggling due to the low offer.

Fang Cheng didn’t care about the insurance itself—it was useless to him now. He focused on another idea to solve his money problems.

\"Mr. Fukuda, I need your help,\" Fang Cheng typed. \"Succeed, and I’ll transfer the medical insurance to you.\"

At a café, Taro Fukuda set down his coffee and hastily replied via notebook: \"Tell me. I’ll try my best.\"

After hearing Fang Cheng’s proposal, Fukuda’s face stiffened. \"Fang-kun, this is illegal.\"

Fang Cheng smirked. Fukuda’s objection confirmed the scheme’s feasibility. \"Is transferring medical insurance itself legal?\" Medical insurance couldn’t be transferred—Fukuda’s offer to buy it was already shady gray-market business.

As Fukuda wavered, Fang Cheng added: \"Succeed, and you’ll get the insurance plus a fee. Refuse, and I’ll find another broker.\"

Remembering his family’s needy cries at home, Fukuda relented. \"Fine, Fang-kun. Don’t regret this.\"

\"Won’t regret it. Can you set it up today?\"

\"Done. I’ll call the clinic now.\"

After settling the timeline and place, Fukuda gulped his coffee and sighed. Fang Cheng grinned, surprised by the smooth progress. This could become a steady money-making road.

…

Kanzaki Rin tailed Fang Cheng home and lingered outside, planning full-day surveillance. New vampires always cracked under bloodlust within two days.

That afternoon, she followed Fang Cheng as he boarded the subway, his alertness futile against her stealthy techniques. After two stops, he entered a crowded area, complicating the chase—but not for Rin. What was he doing here? Hunting in another district?

Before long, Fang Cheng entered a small car parked by the roadside. The driver was a middle-aged wage slave with a slightly overweight figure.

\"Mr. Fukuda, good afternoon. Sorry for making you wait.\"

Fang Cheng sat in the passenger seat with a bright smile, proactively extending his hand to Taro Fukuda.

Taro Fukuda blinked and hesitantly shook hands. \"No, I just arrived myself.\"

\"Is the price finalized?\"

\"Ah… yes, it\’s settled.\"

\"Then let\’s go. Time\’s limited.\"

Before Taro Fukuda\’s muddled thoughts could catch up, Fang Cheng had already taken charge through brief exchanges, forcing him to start the car.

Only after driving for some time did Taro Fukuda fully regain his wits, his head full of confusion.

Was this really the same timid high school student from his memories who always kept his head lowered?

Were it not for the familiar face, he\’d have sworn he\’d mistaken the person.

They soon reached a clinic named \"Hirano Health Management Center\", entering through a rear door.

Kanzaki Rin arrived nearby by taxi. She\’d only kept up by hastily deploying a patrol drone.

Standing outside the clinic\’s main door, Kanzaki Rin felt utterly perplexed about Fang Cheng\’s purpose here.

For someone who survived a heart stabbing and remained lively, hospitals should hold no relevance.

Was he actually here to purchase blood?

After lingering outside briefly, she masked herself and entered.

Minutes later, she exited without locating them but noted the occupied operating room.

Her phone suddenly rang. The caller ID showed Aoki Yusuke.

\"Aoki. Something wrong?\"

\"Kanzaki! This year\’s third training session started early. I already completed your registration.\"

\"Aoki, I\’m not attending. Don\’t submit that form.\"

\"What? You\’re skipping?\"

Surprise colored Aoki Yusuke\’s voice. Kanzaki Rin had never missed previous trainings.

\"The camps offer me little now.\"

She gave partial truth – monitoring Fang Cheng left no time for drills.

\"You need this training more, Aoki. Your basics remain shaky.\"

\"True. That\’s why I registered.\"

His strained laugh carried unclear disappointment – whether from weak skills or her absence.

\"Kanzaki… This morning I learned the SAT squad lost three hundred soldiers last night. They\’ll likely recruit replacements this year.\"

His voice turned grave while recounting recent events.

Blood Queen Isis had slaughtered three hundred elite troops before striding away casually, treating Tokyo like some public bathroom.

The Disaster Countermeasures Department was furious but helpless. Many even sighed in relief after Isis left.

The overwhelming power difference filled the interns with despair, crushing their morale.

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What’s the point of training if monsters could crush us with a finger?

Kanzaki Rin cut off Aoki Yusuke’s attempt to discuss this. “Anything else?”

“Uh, I got two movie tickets from a store raffle. Don’t want them to go to waste… want to come?”

Aoki Yusuke’s voice betrayed nervousness.

“No,” she replied coldly. “I’m busy.”

He forced a laugh. “Right! Movies should be… uh, something you like. See you tomorrow.”

After she hung up, Aoki Yusuke stared at his phone and sighed deeply.

Would he ever win over his goddess? It felt hopeless, but he’d keep trying.

…

Kanzaki Rin lingered outside the clinic until Taro Fukuda emerged from the back door, supporting Fang Cheng.

Fang Cheng looked pale and weak, yet wore a bright smile.

Taro Fukuda helped him into a car, drove him home, and even escorted him to his bedroom with exaggerated care before leaving cheerfully.

Kanzaki Rin returned by taxi, face dark.

A full day of stalking had cost her two fares and yielded nothing.

She arrived just as Taro Fukuda exited her apartment building. Her lips twitched.

As he opened his car door, an immense force slammed him face-first to the ground. Hands twisted behind his back, he couldn’t move.

“Who’s there? Let go!” he shrieked.

A genderless growl warned, “Answer truthfully, or suffer.” Something sharp jabbed his side.

“Take anything! Just don’t hurt me!” he whimpered, body rigid.

“Why did you take that boy to Hirano Clinic?”

Taro Fukuda’s heart lurched—this was about Fang Cheng. He spilled instantly: “He sold a kidney! I just got a cut!”

“A kidney?” Kanzaki Rin nearly forgot to disguise her voice.

She’d wasted the day theorizing grand schemes… only to learn he’d sold an organ.

A vampire selling kidneys?

Her worldview cracked. Why destroy when you could… peddle body parts? Where’s your pride?

Steadying herself, she demanded, “Nothing seemed wrong during the surgery?”

Vampires healed instantly. Removing organs should be impossible. And why would humans want undead kidneys?

“N-nothing weird!” Taro Fukuda babbled. “He chose this! I just helped!”

“You left him to die at home?”

Of course Taro didn’t care. No family meant free apartment when the orphan croaked. But he lied: “He demanded to go home!”

“Waiting to steal his place, weren’t you?”

Taro trembled silently. When he finally looked up, his attacker had vanished.

He scrambled into his car and fled, not pausing to breathe.