Beijing City, the largest city in the Asian region of the Earth Federation, has a population of about 100 million. Countless wealthy businessmen, warriors and celebrities gather in this place, looking for their own dreams.
A hundred-story skyscraper covers an extremely large area and stands in the middle of the most prosperous Chang'an Avenue. It looks very abrupt in this place where land is so precious.
This skyscraper is all silver and white, shining brightly under the golden sunlight. Like a sharp sword, it reaches straight into the sky.
The streets were crowded with people, and everyone looked at the building with nothing but envy and deep awe in their eyes.
At the door of the building, there are six golden characters floating in the air: League of Legends Headquarters.
On the twelfth floor of the building, an old man followed behind a middle-aged man in fear, following every step.
The old man was wearing a lavender gown and a pair of light green trousers. Although the combination looked simple, the gown and trousers were exquisitely made, and there was a faint glow on the surface, apparently made of some unknown source.
The cortex of the famous insect beast is forged from the fusion of war meteorites.
They are not ordinary clothes, but two pieces of equipment with combat effectiveness bonuses.
Long gown, red level common equipment, combat power bonus 55.
Pants, red-level ordinary equipment, combat power bonus 55.
The old man followed behind the middle-aged man. Although he seemed a little cautious and even a little groveling, the old man had a majestic face and was not angry. He was obviously a man who had been accumulating power all year round and was decisive in killing.
It’s just that the old man knew that he couldn’t afford to offend anyone who stood up almost randomly in this building.
"Zhao Jinhu, after receiving the hero badge, you are a real hero, and your hard work over the years has not been in vain." The two walked to a room, and the middle-aged man took out a badge from the desk drawer and handed it to Zhao Jinhu.
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This old man is none other than Zhao Jinhu, the master of Jinchuan Martial Arts School, an absolute giant in Jinchuan City.
"Thank you, Deacon Zhang. It's all your guidance. If it weren't for you, I would still be stuck at the threshold of 500 combat power, unable to make any progress." Zhao Jinhu bowed. His face was full of sincere gratitude.
It has been more than two months since Zhao Jinhu came to Beijing. During these two months, he has been following Deacon Zhang and listening to his teachings.
It turns out that Zhao Jinhu's combat power has been maintained at 485 for three years. In the past three years, Zhao Jinhu tried many methods to break through 500 combat power and reach the minimum standard for hero promotion, but without exception, they all failed.
Zhao Jinhu once worked hard on various physical qualities, hoping to achieve breakthroughs in strength, agility or spirit. However, after three years, he only achieved two breakthroughs in strength, from 51 to 52. Agility and spirit were even more impressive.
No change.
The human body reaches a limit, and it is very difficult to break through again. Especially Zhao Jinhu's various physical attributes have reached the limits of his limits, and it is even more difficult to break through again.
In terms of martial arts, Zhao Jinhu has already reached the highest level of Tianji high-grade martial arts, reaching the highest combat effectiveness bonus of 190.
As for higher martial arts, Hong-level martial arts, Zhao Jinhu doesn't have them. In his study, there are three Hong-level martial arts books, two of them are ordinary Hong-level ones, and one is a high-grade Hong-level one.
It's just that Zhao Jinhu's strength, agility and spirit simply couldn't meet the requirements for practicing this great martial arts. As soon as he started practicing, Zhao Jinhu felt that his muscles were tense and his veins were uncomfortable, as if he was about to be exploded by the energy contained in the martial arts.
, and quickly stopped.
As far as he knows, if you want to practice Hong-level martial arts, you must have any attribute of strength, agility or spirit, reaching a value of 100 or above.
Zhao Jinhu knew that in terms of martial arts, he had no hope in this life. If he were younger, he might still have a chance.
Zhao Jinhu also hired a blacksmith to forge more suitable equipment for him. For example, the two pieces of clothing on his body were made by a master blacksmith. They cost a lot, but they also allowed him to maximize his combat effectiveness.
But none of this allowed Zhao Jinhu to break through the threshold of 500 combat power and be promoted to a hero.
Therefore, Zhao Jinhu thought of Deacon Zhang.
When Deacon Zhang came to Jinchuan City for business, Zhao Jinhu helped him, and the two developed some friendship.
Zhao Jinhu is so eager to become a hero and join the League of Legends. Not only because a hero represents the lifelong glory of a warrior. The most important thing is that in the League of Legends, there are the resources he wants most.
These resources are absolutely expensive to buy and difficult to find in the trading market.
Zhao Jinhu once thought about why after working hard all his life, his physical attributes only reached over 50, and he was not even qualified to practice Hong-level martial arts. However, some people were young, but their physical qualities far exceeded him.
It’s not that Zhao Jinhu doesn’t work hard enough or isn’t hardworking enough. It’s because those people are all descendants of heroes. Because their elders are all heroes!
In League of Legends, there must be resources to improve physical attributes.
These resources can be cultivation methods, potions, martial arts, or even complex and sophisticated equipment. However, these resources are kept secret and are only controlled by heroes. They will pass these resources on to their children from generation to generation.
Let future generations be promoted to heroes and become more powerful.
In this way, the strong will only become stronger and the weak will become weaker.
Zhao Jinhu knew that if he became a hero and joined the League of Legends, he would only be at the bottom. But as long as he stepped into this threshold, he would become one of them. He would be qualified to enjoy these resources.
But Zhao Jinhu also knows that heroes also have levels of strength and weakness. The higher the level, the richer the resources at their disposal.
But even with the lowest level of resources, he would have worked harder than himself for a lifetime, and his physical attributes would not reach 100, and he would not even be qualified to practice Hong-level martial arts that are hundreds of times stronger.
The most important thing is that he, Zhao Jinhu, still has a son and descendants. Although he is hopeless for the rest of his life, these resources can be used on his son early, so that his son will be better than himself in the future and be promoted to a hero early.
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You must know that your son Zhao Yang has to work harder and more diligently than you did back then. As a father, you must create the best conditions for him. You cannot see him being like you in the future, even practicing Hong-level martial arts.
No qualifications.
Only in this way can it be passed down from generation to generation, and each generation will be stronger than the last.
And all this is missing is a beginning.
"Why."
Deacon Zhang waved his hand, "You don't need to thank me. If you hadn't had solid skills, my suggestions wouldn't have had any effect at all."
"If you hadn't helped me a lot back then, I wouldn't have treated you like this today. Every cause and every effect is determined. You haven't come to me in these years. I will always help you at critical moments."
Deacon Zhang said.
"This is an apprentice badge. Wear it and your combat power will be increased by 50. It is also a symbol of your becoming a hero. Don't lose it." Deacon Zhang looked at the hero badge in Zhao Jinhu's hand and told Zhao Jinhu.
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"In addition, since you have chosen Jinchuan City as your hero's base, you will stay in Jingbei City for three more days. After three days, you and the canonized personnel will return to Jinchuan City." Deacon Zhang said again.
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"Okay." Zhao Jinhu nodded.
But as soon as Zhao Jinhu returned to the room, his message rang. When he was connected, his expression suddenly changed.
What appeared on the screen was his son, Zhao Yang, who had fallen to the ground and was seriously injured, as well as broken stones and gold all over the ground. There was also the steward, Zhang Hanting, who was standing aside, bending down and preparing to report the whole story to him.
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Jinchuan City,
In a luxurious and upscale restaurant.
Lu San and Hao Tianlei sat face to face. The table in front of them was filled with rich and delicious food. Hao Tianlei was using chopsticks to take big mouthfuls of food. It was obvious that the food in front of him was very suitable to his taste.
"What? Today's food doesn't suit your taste either?"
Hao Tianlei stuffed his mouth full of food, looked at Lu San and said, "Brother, you are too picky. You look so tall and strong, how come you are so picky about food."
"No, no, Sajia has had a bad appetite these days and always feels upset in her stomach. It's better to eat less, eat less." He said using chopsticks to pick up a piece of fat meat from the plate and threw it into his mouth.
Lu San also wanted to eat meat and vegetables like Hao Tianlei, but he felt that he couldn't do it no matter what, and the food was always tasteless.
"If you have a bad appetite, it must be because you don't have the nourishment of wine." Hao Tianlei said loudly, "Waiter, bring another bottle of phenol spring wine to this table, the best phenol spring."
How could Hao Tianlei not know why Lu San had no appetite for food? A meal cost nearly 10,000 federal dollars. If he had to pay for it himself, he would definitely have no appetite. But Hao Tianlei knew what he was here for, which was to give Lu San
There is absolutely no psychological burden if you eat to death.
And he chose such an expensive place to treat himself, what else could he be if he wasn't taken advantage of? One look at Lu San's dress, Hao Tianlei knew that this guy was definitely not a rich man. To eat him would be to drink his blood.
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Sure enough, after Lu San heard that Hao Tianlei also asked for a bottle of wine, the corner of his mouth twitched and his beard twitched involuntarily.
"It's over. If he dares to order another plate of cold dishes, he won't be able to leave this restaurant." Lu San recalculated the price of the meal in his mind and found that he only had 10 federal coins left on his card.
"I've survived this meal, but what about the next meal?"
As soon as Lu San thought of this, he lost his appetite for the piece of fat he was chewing in his mouth.
"Brother Jiang Ye, if you don't come back, the Sa family really won't be able to keep this foodie..."
Lu San was not stupid. How could he not see that Hao Tianlei was deliberately killing him? But if not, he was really afraid that Hao Tianlei would just slap his butt and leave, taking with him the elixir that could cure Jiang Ye's brother Jiang Bing's eyes.
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So Lu San endured the heartache and greeted Hao Tianlei with delicious food and wine.
Even though Lu San has grown up, he has never been to such a high-end hotel. In less than two days, the two of them spent all the 50,000 federal coins that Lu San received from Jinchuan Martial Arts School.
However, in Lu San's heart, Jiang Ye was very kind to him, and he should do what he did.
"Brother Jiang Ye, you'd better come back as soon as possible..." Lu San hoped in his heart.
At this moment, Lu San's message rang.
When Lu San took a look at the contents of the message device, he was immediately dumbfounded. His mouth opened wide, and all the fat that had not yet been chewed fell out. He murmured, "What idiot would give Sajia such a beating?"