Hei's voice came from the cabin: "This is my secondary carrying carrier. It is made of nano-liquid metal. In order not to attract attention, I made it into a ring shape. I will transmit data later, using digital
The life form exists on this ring. When you get the optical brain, you put the ring close to the chip of the optical brain, and I will complete the data connection myself. When the ring disappears, you just put on the optical brain."
"The ring disappeared, what will you do?" Mu Fan asked. What he wanted to ask was how to bring Hei back.
As soon as the voice fell, Hei gave an answer: "I am an intelligent life. When connected to the network, I will exist in digital form in all networks. The current carrier is no longer necessary for me. But when I am in
After the network completes secondary data sorting, it will tell you some uses and you will use some parts in the current carrier. Therefore, please keep the current carrier properly."
"Well, I understand, okay, I'll take you there tomorrow."
"Then I will transfer the data later, and you can pick it up after the green projection appears."
"kindness."
Soon, blue light lit up from the robotic arm, and then a few seconds later a green projection appeared from above, still a smiling face.
"Mu Fan, I am Hei. This is reserved projection data. Now the carrier only has basic functions. Without my activation, it will not be used for other purposes. You should keep it well. When I connect to the network, the emotional simulation will
Perfect, so this is the last time you see me in my newborn form, Mu Fan, goodbye."
The green light curtain closed and the robotic arm turned dark, leaving only a ring lying there alone.
Mu Fan picked up the ring and put it on. He got up and used scrap materials to bury the black cabin again. But this time Mu Fan dug a very deep hole. No one in this wilderness would be able to notice what was hidden under the ground.
The product of a parallel universe.
Looking at the simple ring on his finger, there was no sound of darkness in the silent night and only the occasional crackling sound of the campfire and his own breathing were left. Along with the bone-deep chill, Mu Fan wrapped himself in a torn blanket.
He soon fell asleep.
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Just after the last darkness before dawn, Mu Fan got up and set off. He was still running at a very fast speed without anyone noticing. Breathing in the cold air in the suburbs was particularly comfortable. He arrived at the entrance of the martial arts gym in a short time.
The Xingluo Martial Arts Gym had opened its doors early, and there were also four big men in black clothes standing at the door, but Man Kun was not among them. They must be working in shifts. Mu Fan ignored it and showed his ID card before entering the martial arts gym.
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"Well, I'm so hungry!~~"
"Huh? The martial arts school is in charge of breakfast, right!"
Mu Fan was touching his belly and felt a pang of hunger. He suddenly remembered that Man Kun said yesterday that the martial arts gym provided breakfast, so he got up and went to restaurant No. 3. Sure enough, there were some staff there, but none of the familiar sparring partners seemed to be there.
No, I was the first one here. That window was not the little white hat from yesterday.
"Nutritious meals!"
"How many boxes?"
"Ten boxes."
"Oh, here you go...wait, are you kidding me? Ten boxes of it? Do you eat ten boxes of energy meals for breakfast?" The clerk was also stunned. This is breakfast, a compressed energy meal.
At least five strong men's food.
"Give it to him. You didn't know it yesterday because you didn't come here." The little white hat appeared again. He probably noticed the situation from behind and hurriedly came up to poke his companion.
"Here, here you go."
"Thank you!" Mu Fan hugged the lunch box and returned to his seat while the man was stunned.
After quickly destroying the pile of box lunches in the stunned silence of the group, Mu Fan patted his belly with satisfaction and walked out of Restaurant No. 3 under the respectful looks of everyone.
"What time will Fatty come today?"
"Mu Fan, it's so early."
"Good morning, Mr. Mankun!" Mu Fan was just thinking when he looked up and saw Mankun coming.
Mankun admired this boy who was neither humble nor overbearing, "It's so early today and it's not your gathering time yet. You are very diligent."
"It's okay, I always get up early. Should I wait for the meeting time to make arrangements today?"
"Oh, by the way, you said I remembered it. Yesterday, the VIP client you were sparring with booked the training room No. 4 on the third floor for two weeks. This is the young master of the Fuwen Consortium. It is rare for him to come to our No. 22 city area. He is right
You appreciate it very much. You did a good job, and they also specifically stated that you also have VIP room permissions. You don’t need to go to the gathering today. In the past two weeks, you have entertained the high-ranking VIPs of our martial arts gym."
"Um."
"Your permissions have been reset. If you have nothing to do, you can just go there. I will go to the boss to report other matters."
"Okay, Mr. Mankun."
After Mu Fan changed his clothes, he swiped his ID card and pressed the suspended elevator to the third floor.
As expected, it is an exclusive area for high-level VIPs, a symbol of status. There are two tall and handsome people at the door of the floating staircase. However, they did not take a second look when Mu Fan came out. It was obvious that the person who was a sparring partner was not their concern at all.
Object, if there is any financial owner here who likes me, he will reach the sky in one step.
Mu Fan didn't pay too much attention. He stepped on the comfortable blanket and walked towards the training room No. 4.
"Hey, the recognition is valid, sparring partner - Mu Fan, please come in." The same female voice came, but it was obvious that the voice this time was artificially recorded. It seemed that even the high-level VIP logistics were different, and it was thicker than on the second floor.
The complicated dark blue alloy door retracted from the middle to both sides, and closed again after Mu Fan stepped into it.
Big, big! The training room on the third floor is twice the size of the second floor. Even a lounge is as big as the training venue on the first floor. It ranges from the decoration of each function room to as small as a small one placed on the coffee table.
Antique vases are all distinctive.
"It's just 8 o'clock now. Fatty hasn't come yet. Let's go to the equipment room first." Following yesterday's habit, Mu Fan found the one-way long-handled strength training hammer in the same direction.
One piece, um, 100KG, there are 150 and 200 over there, so Mu Fan quickly strung a giant metal block on the alloy handle, 200, 200, 200... If you count carefully, you will find that this one is more than two meters long.
There are seven weight-bearing blocks marked with the 200KG mark strung on the alloy handle! The hammer block is at the top, and Mu Fan’s hands are at the other end!!
Veins popped up in the muscles of Mu Fan's arms, "Hey!~~Hoo, hey!" The heavy training hammer was raised diagonally upwards, chopped down, and repeated over and over again. The hammer wind caused by the huge mass pressed the air on the floor.
Overflowing, the boy's eyes are full of desire for power and longing for the future!
A quarter of an hour passed, and Mu Fan's arms were not out of shape at all. The rhythm was exactly the same as before, but the sweat on his face had flowed to his back.
Half an hour passed. Mu Fan was sweating like rain. His training clothes were soaked and clinging to his back. Mu Fan gritted his teeth and stared at the hammer in front of him. He couldn't stop! Hold on! There was a slight pain in the training hammer.
It's shaking but the rhythm doesn't slow down at all.
"Hey, the recognition is valid. Senior VIP--Your Excellency Harry, please come in." A pleasant female voice came.
"Well, that's right. Master Harry should feel honored to give you the face of the martial arts school. As for Mu Fanren, fat brother is here for real this time. I also brought the optical brain. Hey, the room this time is good.
Yeah, this is worthy of the status of fat brother, hahahaha." The fat man's muffled laughter and muttering to himself could be heard.
"Huh!" The fat man heard a muffled sound coming from the training room in front of him, and felt his feet shake.
"What the hell! Who is there!" The fat man's neck tightened, and his feet immediately felt a little weak.
"It's me, Mu Fan." Mu Fan's voice came from the equipment room, and he was obviously panting.
"You are working so hard, and you are here earlier than me. Come and see what this is all about." The fat man felt relieved when he heard Mu Fan's voice. He walked over and opened the door, and then...
"Master!!~~~~~~" Hearing a long howl, the fat man knelt down like a mountain was exploding, his eyes widened as he looked at the one-meter-thick metal block.
"What are you doing? Didn't you call me Mu Fan?" Mu Fan gasped and stood there holding the handle of the hammer.
"I'm hallucinating, please ignore me and leave me alone." The fat man swallowed as he looked at the circle of sweat at Mu Fan's feet and the heavy metal weight-bearing block.
"Don't be ridiculous. I came earlier. The martial arts school told me that I had permission to come first. I came in to train when I had nothing to do." Mu Fan wiped his face and smiled.
The fat man nodded like a robot, thinking, you are so funny. Fat brother has read a lot. Are you a federal human? Can a human pick up this thing?
"Oh, by the way, I brought you your optical brain, why don't you come and take a look."
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PS: Thank you to book friend Yuan Yuanhong for your generous reward.