Qingze Town is a border town in the southeastern part of Qiuze City's jurisdiction. There are millions of such towns in the empire's territory, and each town has a permanent population of at least 50,000.
The empire has always respected force. The social status of energy users with extraordinary abilities is very high. Among them, energy warriors are the best. Almost all citizens of the empire regard becoming an energy user as their greatest honor. Even ordinary citizens rarely practice martial arts.
It is a lifelong habit, so that you can better exercise your body and strengthen your physique, so that you can sense the source energy earlier.
Therefore, whether it is a city-state or a village, whether it is a street or an alley, there are martial arts halls, training halls, martial arts lecture halls, martial arts performance halls, and martial arts practice squares everywhere. There are really all kinds of people practicing in them.
There are high-ranking officials and dignitaries at the top, and down to the peddlers and pawns.
Since it is a fringe planet, Qingze Town's technological level is not very high. On the contrary, it is still lagging behind. Therefore, when Adu drove the trailer and stopped at the intersection, Ding Meng could easily see the six walls of the "vast Qingze Martial Arts Hall".
A big shining character.
It was a sign posted using a smart crystal advertising device. It was based on the same principle as the ion transmission system on the spacecraft, which could generate a remotely projected three-dimensional mirror image at any time.
Not only are the six big characters "Hao Qingze Martial Arts School" extremely eye-catching, but the mirror image under the mid-air signboard is changing at any time. Not only does it accurately display the three-dimensional modeling, structure, area, function, and positioning of the martial arts school, but it also refreshes a row of
The subtitles include consumer prices, service items, recruitment types, selection criteria... It is very clear and detailed. In a word, no matter what you want to do when you come to Qingze Martial Arts School, you will be clearly arranged here.
But looking at the restaurants, shopping malls and business centers next to the martial arts gym, they all use ordinary electronic signs. From this alone, you can tell that this newly opened martial arts gym is the best in Qingze Town in every aspect.
They are all quite powerful.
A long queue has formed outside the gate of the martial arts gym. It seems that this place is very popular with residents.
"Wow, there are so many people." The little bad guy obviously saw this kind of scene for the first time, "Ding Meng, we can practice in this martial arts gym. The environment must be good."
Ding Meng drooped his eyelids: "You want money, do you think it will be free for you?"
He had already seen it in the model of the sign. It provided various equipment and tools, and even a nutrition cabin, induction cabin, and medical cabin. But the price...not to mention anything else, even the simplest dumbbells and pull rings were all available.
The price is 5 tokens for one hour.
I don’t know if it’s expensive for others, but for Ding Meng, it’s daunting because he doesn’t even have a feather in his pocket.
"I hope I can successfully apply this time." Ding Meng prayed secretly.
The long queue waited for 20 minutes before it was his turn. The uniformed staff at the gate was very polite: "Excuse me, sir, are you a member of our library?"
"Hello, I'm here to apply." Ding Meng replied solemnly.
The staff smiled at each other: "Hello, please come with me."
The martial arts gym is divided into three floors and covers a large area of about 2,000 square meters. The outer hall on the first floor is the basic training hall. It has all kinds of facilities, such as barbells, dumbbells, tensioners, curlers, bicycles, and treadmills.
, rowing machine... the most basic equipment can be said to be very complete. Every piece of equipment is neatly placed and someone is using it.
The middle section is the strength training room, which is also a hall, but the number of people is obviously not as large as the basic training hall. There are mostly strong men doing various body movements. Judging from the body parts of the body, these people should have exercised a lot.
It's time.
There is a side hall next to the inner staircase of the strength training hall. There are rows of black targets on the wall. Dozens of men and women wearing various colored boxing gloves are hitting the targets seriously. The sound of "drinking, hahaha" can be heard one after another in the hall.
Ding Meng noticed that every time those boxers hit, the electronic scoreboard above the target would display the power score of your punch.
"It's quite interesting." Ding Meng was very interested.
"Yeah, it's not bad." Little Bad is also very satisfied with this new environment. Of course, her focus is on data. According to her calculations, the scores of these people are mostly in the range of "30 points to 60 points."
After all, those who come to the martial arts hall are ordinary people. This range is the standard for normal humans, and these people are considered to be more powerful among normal people.
Finally, the staff took Ding Meng outside a small room in the side hall: "Please come in, sir. Manager Hu is right here."
The translucent glass door opened automatically. Ding Meng took a deep breath, straightened his chest and walked in. After all, he was here to apply, so it was better to cheer up.
He thought he was in good spirits, but the people in the room didn't think so.
Hu Qi is the personnel manager of the martial arts school. He is forty years old this year, which is the most attractive age in a man's life. This is indeed the case. He has suits and leather shoes, a flowing tie, a handsome and mature face and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.
The feeling is that he is a gentleman and an elite in the workplace.
In his eyes, the people who applied today can be roughly divided into two categories. One type is tall and powerful, with a burly figure. These people are mostly physical coaches, martial arts instructors and strength coaches. The other type is neatly dressed and has extraordinary appearance. This type is obviously
Civilian staff.
But now this person who came in has jumped out of the two major categories. I don’t know where I picked up the tattered clothes. There are actually two holes in the knees of the pants. His hair is messy, as if he hasn’t washed it for many days.
It looked sloppy, but the most important thing was that it was clearly a child, neither tall and powerful nor elegant.
who is he?
What is he here for?
"You..." Hu Qi was stunned on the office chair for a moment.
Ding Meng was more direct: "Hello, Manager Hu, my name is Ding Meng, and I'm here to apply as a sparring partner."
It took Hu Qi a long time to come to his senses: "Ding...Ding...little brother, are you in the wrong place?"
Ding Meng felt puzzled: "You're right, Haohan Qingze Martial Arts School is right here. I'm here to apply."
Hu Qi intuitively concluded that this was a child from a certain family in town who had become wild and went to the martial arts gym to have fun. Logically speaking, he should notify the security at this time to take the child away and hand it over to the Public Security Department across the street.
, ask the child’s parents to take the child back there.
However, his good professionalism prevented him from doing so, because he saw that Ding Meng did not wear a miniature wristband symbolizing citizenship on his wrist, so he thought of a clever trick to drive people away: "Ding...Ding Meng, right, you
Did you forget your wristband at home?"
This was a disguised reminder to the other party. Ding Meng was also a little helpless: "Manager Hu, your martial arts school didn't say you won't recruit people without citizenship, right? My family lives in Yuanshan Farm in Qingxi Village 5. You can check
check."
Hu Qi immediately turned on the micro-optical brain on the desk in his office, and the light curtain quickly rose. Not only did it display Ding Meng's message, but at the end of the message there was a message from Douglas Fred, the tribunal of Qingze Town: "Foreign population
, no bad records.”
It was obvious that Dinmon had left a good impression on Fred. He even added additional explanations. It was clear that he sympathized with Dinmon as an interstellar refugee and was taking care of him in disguise.
Of course, if Fred knew who was killed by Timon, he would probably vomit blood.
There is indeed no bad record, but the murder record is very good, and the people killed were all fierce people.
"This..." Hu Qi had a headache again, and after thinking for a while he waved to the staff at the door, "Xiaowei, take Mr. Ding to the strength testing machine outside to test his strength. According to the procedure, sparring in our martial arts gym is also required.
The strength is up to standard.”
"Okay, Manager Hu." Xiaowei also understood and knew that Hu Qi was driving people away in disguise, so he politely bowed to Ding Meng and gestured, "Mr. Ding, please come this way."
