Compared to the deserted intermediate area, the primary area of the training ground is much noisier than the intermediate area.
People are coming and going, it’s lively.
Various types of fitness equipment are densely placed in a large, airtight factory, which looks like a cheap mass-market gym.
Scantily clad men and women came and went, either shirtless or wearing tight vests.
Everyone was sweating profusely, and their bodies were steaming like steamed buns.
At the other end of the large factory building, there is a brain reaction training machine shaped like a shooting arcade machine. There are also many people standing there, holding low-power ray pistols and shooting at the spots on the wall that flash at extremely fast speeds.
This is the favorite place for the fighting barbarians in the town. It is more popular than KTV, bars, Internet cafes and the like in the 21st century.
It was rare for Ren Zhong to feel a little angry here.
Professionals who train hard are investing in themselves.
Compared with the low-class desolate people in the slums who have been crushed into the soil, the professionals who are also desolate people are different after all.
This kind of person has desire and pursuit for the future, and is full of energy.
In the corner, Ren Zhong, wearing a 20Kg weight-bearing vest, is walking on a curved treadmill, his legs moving like hot wheels, and you can almost see a ghost.
He has been running on this treadmill at a sprint speed of 100 meters for nearly five minutes.
Anyway, Wen Lei was there to carry people after he was exhausted, so he practiced much crazier than ordinary scavengers.
This made the man who had been waiting next to him unbearable, hoping to wait for him to go down so that he could take over the equipment. He thought to himself why this guy's face was so ignorant.
"I'm telling you, buddy, you're pretty good at running, but you have to tire yourself to death on the treadmill? Isn't that unlucky? Get off here!"
The man said this, then stretched out his hand to push.
At this time, Ren Zhong was running with all his strength.
The man's behavior is very dangerous and can easily cause injury.
Ren Zhong caught a glimpse of the man's outstretched palm from the corner of his eye, and was frightened. It was too late to slow down and stop.
At this moment, thoughts flashed across his mind like lightning.
After all, I was "protected" so well by Zheng Tian's team that I forgot that in this era where everyone was licking blood with their swords, the scavengers of Xinghuo Town must have tough folk customs, and they accidentally let down their vigilance.
Within the walls of the town, the barbarians were not restricted from fistfights as long as they did not move the real ones.
It doesn't matter if you kill someone anyway, the hunter will appear in the shortest possible time and take away the fresh brains of the person who just died.
Bang!
An instant later, Ren Zhong did not fall. Instead, the man flew out diagonally and hit the back of a woman who was doing deadlift strength training.
All of a sudden, there was a lot of noise, shouting and swearing, and the scene was in chaos.
Ren Zhongmanman slowed down, stopped, looked at the 2.26 meter giant man who appeared in time, and grinned: "Why are you here?"
Wen Lei said naively: "Brother, when you left earlier, you said you were going to the junior area today. The captain thought that there were too many people here and was worried that you would be troubled by blind people, so he asked me to come and have a look. Fortunately, I
Came just in time.”
The man over there and the woman who had been knocked over had already gotten up and turned to look this way. They were about to yell, but when they saw Wen Lei's recognizable iron tower body, they swallowed the curse back in their throats and lowered their voices.
He cursed and muttered and left.
Although Wen Lei has a humble status within Zheng Tian's team, he is still a member of the semi-professional scavenging team, and he is indeed considered a leader among the scavengers in the small town.
…
It happened that it was time to change training items, so the two of them changed places and sat on two rowing machines side by side.
Although the place was also overcrowded, Wen Lei seemed to be the only honest person in the team. When he arrived at the place, he only waved his hand, and two retail scavengers got up and left in a dejected manner.
After sitting down, the two practiced for a while. Ren Zhong slowed down his movements and said, "Wen Lei, if you have anything to do, just tell me directly."
This idiot can't even lie.
When he said goodbye to his team members earlier, he didn't tell anyone else that he was coming to the junior area.
There is no need to stress over such trivial matters.
Wen Lei must have come to the training ground to ask Ju Qingmeng before he knew he was in the junior area, and then he unintentionally used the pretext on Zheng Tian.
How could Ren Zhong not know that he was hiding something in his heart that he definitely wanted to say but that was difficult to say.
Ren Zhong originally wanted to tell him that with our friendship, we can be honest.
But Wen Lei in this resurrection didn't know that he "had" helped Ren Zhong undergo training and enlightenment four times, and they had been with him for a long time.
The two people stand at different angles, and their friendship is naturally different.
Hearing this, Wen Lei paused in rowing and scratched his head, "I know I can't hide it from you, Brother Ren. So...then I'll tell you?"
"explain!"
…
"Brother Ren, my brain-machine synchronization rate can't be improved no matter what. The increase is too slow. Due to the synchronization rate, the increase in carrying power is just that. My brain response index is not even worthy of your support, Brother Ren. Even after practicing for so long, it’s still less than 40.”
"Compared to others, my progress is too slow. It won't be long before the captain has the opportunity to be promoted to the second-level gunsmith. Bai Feng, Ou Youning and Chen Hanyu are almost there. But I... don't know how long it will take, ugh …”
After listening to his troubles, Ren Zhong quickly analyzed in his mind that although Wen Lei was relatively simple and kind-hearted, and looked honest and dull on the outside, he was not really stupid.
He usually just has no choice and is forced to pretend not to understand.
This is also his philosophy of life.
Since switching to a new car, the problem of crowded passenger compartment of the Mercedes-Benz has become prominent.
Zheng Tian's attitude towards Wen Lei has changed subtly.
But crowding is not the core reason.
Unlike Ren Zhong, who is extremely talented, Wen Lei's potential can only be said to be average.
When he joined the team half a year ago, he was already a first-level mecha warrior.
Half a year has passed and his progress can only be described as mediocre.
Nowadays, changing cars is like changing knives, and the hunting ability of Zheng Tian's team has increased significantly.
The rest of the people are not far away from the second-level professionals.
Even if we don't consider joining Ren Zhong as a "census officer", Zheng Tian's team already has the potential to take off.
So according to the forest law of survival of the fittest, it is only natural that Wen Lei be eliminated.
This can be said to be ruthless to Zheng Tian, but from another perspective, if everyone else is upgraded to Level 2, then the team must explore more dangerous areas and challenge more powerful Ruin beasts, with Wen Lei, a level 1 heavy-armed warrior. Being in the front line of the team will only make him die quickly.
"So you want me to ask Zheng Tian to keep you?"
Ren Zhong asked straightforwardly.
Wen Lei hesitated briefly, "Not necessarily. If it really comes to that point, I'd really rather leave. It's mainly about another thing."
With that said, he took off an iron chain from his chest and handed it to Ren Zhong's hand.
Ren Zhong held it in his hand and took a closer look. The bottom of the chain was actually an ancient pocket watch with fine workmanship.
"This is?"
As he spoke, Ren Zhong opened the cover of the watch, and what came into view was a dial with scales embedded in iron wire.
Then he saw a photo of a little girl on the inside of the cover.
The little girl is about eleven or twelve years old, with bronze skin, a very simple appearance, and a very innocent smile.
"This is my childhood. The only person in more than ten years who has escaped from the barren class and became a citizen."
Ren Zhong raised his eyebrows, "Oh? She is very talented?"
Wen Lei: "I don't know much about her talent. She achieved class crossing because she was adopted by a citizen."
"I see."
"Ten years ago, she was taken away when she was eleven years old. I assembled this watch by picking up parts from the garbage dump when I was a child. I made two pieces. One for me, with a picture of her on the inside. One for her, with a picture on the inside.
My Photo."
It was such a sweet childhood. Ren Zhong looked at Wen Lei's face that was both honest and honest but also filled with inexplicable brilliance, with a dark red face, and he felt an inexplicable trace of envy in his heart.
Perhaps this girl is the main reason why Wen Lei was able to develop a bright personality in this dark age.
Ren Zhong asked: "So what do you want?"
"I don't know how she is now. I hope she has a good life in a big city, and I hope her adoptive parents treat her well. No matter what, I want to know her situation. Of course I also know that she may be dead.
"..." Wen Lei smiled bitterly, "This is not surprising. Even I don't know how long I can live."
"Anyway, when Brother Ren goes back, if conditions permit, I would like to ask you to help me find out about a girl named Ai Jiashan. If she is still alive and I am still alive, tell me her situation, but don't
Tell her about me. If I am dead by then, you can tell her that I am doing well, but I just went to a far away place and am no longer in Starfire Town. Is that okay?"
Ren Zhong was silent for a long time, "Why don't you go find her yourself?"
Wen Lei took a deep breath, "I have no confidence at all in becoming a citizen. If I am not a citizen, I am not qualified to enter any city."
"Um."
Ren Zhong fell into deep thought.
Wen Lei's expectations were based on the premise that he was really a census officer.
But obviously, this man's expectations were disappointed in some sense.
However, Ren Zhong believes that as long as his growth continues to accelerate, there is still a possibility of helping him.
"Wen Lei, do you believe me?"
"Of course I believe it! Ahem, actually, I have no other choice but to believe in you, Brother Ren. It's impossible for me to come into contact with other citizens."
Ren Zhong: "Then you can lend me 20 contribution points."
Wen Lei: "Huh?"
It's not that he was unwilling, but he didn't realize it. With the financial resources of the census officer, how could he borrow money from a small person like himself.
At nine o'clock sharp, the two of them walked out of the arms mall side by side.
At this time, Ren Zhong had already put on a balanced first-level basic exoskeleton that covered his whole body, and a broad sword on his back that was 1.5 meters long and 0.09 meters wide.
Now he only has 4.12 contribution points left in his pocket.
Just now, Ju Qingmeng swiped 160 contribution points from his account and 20 points from Wen Lei's account.
Ren Zhong purchased his first set of combat equipment one day ahead of schedule, priced at RMB 150, and a matching battery priced at RMB 10.
He even got an extra carbide blade (level one) worth 20 contribution points.
This is an unplanned gain.
Originally, he thought that the training armor he was wearing and the remaining brand-new battery could only be recycled at half price, worth 11.
Unexpectedly, Manager Ju Qingmeng, who "asked for help from him", would once again let the poor man like Wen Lei know a new piece of trivia.
Products originally purchased in the mall can be returned in full at the discretion of manager-level employees as long as they are not damaged and were purchased less than seven days ago.
Ren Zhong got back another 22 points, bringing the total funds on hand to 164.12. Including Wen Lei's loan of 20 points, it was just enough, with a slight surplus.
When the two were leaving, Ju Qingmeng was still behind to say goodbye warmly, "As expected of Mr. Ren, he can easily practice a new profession even when he is on a business trip. He has only been wearing training armor for a few days, and his improvement has been so fast! I am at the county vocational college. I’m afraid those top students here won’t be able to keep up with you.”
I'm always a dog licker.
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