[Name: Zheng Ming]

[Identity ID: 207909110213]

[First victory, Fighting Points +1, Obtain Strong Intermediate Martial Artist Certificate]

[The winner will be rewarded with 300 Fortune Points, and the audience will receive 86 Fortune Points for a total of 386 Fortune Points]

[For more information, please visit the official website of the Fighting Arena]

Not long after he walked out of the fighting arena, Zheng Ming received a message from the official fighting arena.

Looking at the extra 386 wealth points in his personal wealth, Zheng Ming nodded with satisfaction. Although this reward is not much compared to the 4,000 wealth points that Tianhao pays him every month, the victory is in each settlement.

As long as Zheng Ming is diligent enough and frequently participates in martial arts, based on the calculation that he can participate in ten fights a month, he can probably catch up with his current income.

Of course, this is not a small amount, Zheng Ming has investigated various industries before. With Zheng Ming's status as an outsider who is not even a citizen, plus he doesn't have a certificate on his body, and he doesn't even have the most basic sixth-level authority, whether he can find a job is not to say, even if he can find it, the salary cannot be higher than 2000 wealth points.

It was precisely after knowing these that Zheng Ming felt that he owed Apocalypse and was eager to quit this unfair, superior and excessive job.

"Hmm...... In addition to giving fighters a percentage of the audience's tickets, whenever someone downloads the battle video, they will also continue to provide a small amount of compensation. Zheng Ming muttered to himself while looking at the information related to the remuneration.

Looking down and thinking about it, the electronic synthesis prompt sounded, "The destination has arrived." Please bring your belongings with you to avoid losing them. When he raised his head, the familiar street scene of Chang'an Avenue came into view.

After paying the fare and confirming the getting off, Zheng Ming walked towards the door of the villa. He also needs to prepare dinner......

In the evening, on the dining table.

Zheng Ming, dressed in a deacon suit, brought out a vegetable platter and a special meat sauce as an appetizer. It is an appetizer made of a boxy porcelain bowl and arranged in the shape of a bouquet.

The whole is composed of cucumbers, radishes, and carrots cut into long strips, as well as small tomato fruits and green leaves for decoration.

"Ah~ I'm tired from a long day of work. Is it Western style today? It's pretty good. Tianhao casually picked up a delicately colored carrot from the plate like a bouquet, dipped it in the meat sauce and put it in his mouth, "Well, it's delicious, delicious." Just carrots, dare to be so delicious. ”

On the other side, Zheng Ming, who was preparing the next dish in the kitchen, twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard this, and said without looking back: "This is an appetizer." You usually have leftovers of vegetables, and Kevin complains like I about your abnormal nutrition data. ”

While speaking, Zheng Ming held a palm-sized porcelain bowl, put it in front of Haotian, and casually explained: "This is corn soup."

Hearing this, Tianhao lifted the lid of the porcelain bowl, only to see that it was a bright yellow soup with bright colors and delicate soup, and the red and green pieces in the center of the soup noodles were dotted on it, and a strong fragrance came with the rising mist.

Picking up the silver spoon placed in front of him, Tianhao scooped up the thick soup and put it into his mouth, "Hmm, sweet." As he spoke, he dropped the spoon again and again, and in the blink of an eye, he saw the bottom of the porcelain bowl.

"Next up is the side dish, the vegetable salad."

Seasonal salad is made from fresh vegetables that have been carefully cultivated by hand. These artificial plants are expensive and have a unique and delicate taste, unlike those ingredients that are mass-produced by robots and vacuum-packed.

Tianhao looked at the white, green, red and yellow salad with a hint of purple in it, picked up a fork, and put a piece of bitter chrysanthemum in his mouth.

"Hmmm! Not only is it not bitter, but it also has a hint of sweetness. It's also crispy to chew. After praising Zheng Ming, he looked at the colorful dishes on the table, glanced at the white wine in the crystal glass, smiled bitterly and asked softly, "It's delicious, but why are it all vegetables?" Isn't it time for meat? ”

Zheng Ming did not disappoint Tianhao, and then served the steak as the staple food.

Looking at the steaming, shiny steak with gravy on the surface, Tianhao was overjoyed, and exclaimed with his eyes shining: "Meat, finally meat." ”

It wasn't until the main dish was served that Zheng Ming was able to relax, sat down opposite Tianhao, picked up the knife and fork, and began to eat.

Tianhao, who had been busy destroying food on the side, saw Zheng Ming stand up and refill himself with another glass of white wine, so he stopped his knife and fork, raised the crystal cup and said to Zheng Ming: "Congratulations on your victory today, I hope you will become more and more brave in the future and climb to the top of the fighting arena." ”

"Huh?" Zheng Ming saw Tianhao raise his glass and gesture to himself, looking like he was going to clink glasses, put away his eyes of caring for the mentally retarded, and raised his glass helplessly.

With the crisp sound of crystal cups colliding, the two drank the wine in the glasses. Then they began to destroy the food in front of them.

The slight clash of knives and forks kept ringing, and the table was quiet and peaceful. Just when Zheng Ming was tasting the fruits of his labor, Tianhao, who had already wiped out most of the steaks, took a sip of the glass of Chinese wine and took the lead in opening the conversation.

"Now, I'm sorry. Today is your first time in the ring, and I couldn't even make your debut because of work schedules. ”

Hearing this, Zheng Ming glanced up at Tianhao, and said indifferently: "What is there to be sorry for?" They're all adults. We all have our own work and life, and it's common sense that we can't spare time. Besides, it's just a mid-level martial arts competition, so I don't think it's that important. ”

Tianhao was silent when he heard this, and the slender feet of the crystal cup were turned by him again and again, causing a faint whirlpool to form in the center of the wine inside, and his left hand restlessly picked up the fork and put it down again.

Zheng Ming glanced at Tianhao, who wanted to speak and stopped, and kept cutting the steak, and said indifferently: "If you have something, you can say it directly." ”

Tianhao looked at Zheng Ming, who didn't raise his head, and hesitated for a while, and finally couldn't help but speak: "Although I didn't go to see it in person, I downloaded your battle video." ”

"Hmm...... I killed my opponent. So? Zheng Ming's voice was still as flat as ever, and there was no change in the slightest due to the topic mentioned by Tianhao.

"I watched your fight. I understand, you've just been able to control your power and get back to your normal life. It's understandable that you can't control your strength precisely when fighting. ”

"There are indeed those reasons you mentioned, I don't deny it. But I don't think it's wrong to go all out when you're fighting. Why delay the battle when you can kill the enemy with one hit? Why do you have to stay in the heat to avoid killing the enemy? ”

Zheng Ming finally gradually adapted to the worldview of the dragon and magic world, but suddenly landed in Star Landing City, which was completely different from it.

The brand-new rules and common sense, with Zheng Ming's consistent ideas and gradually formed habits, once again produced a violent friction.

This is a collision between the common sense, customs, and civilizations of two different worlds. This kind of crushing friction is all over the corners of life.

Full of science and technology, the daily life is very convenient, and some concepts that are very similar to the previous life can also be accepted by Zheng Ming. However, it is very difficult for him to reverse the combat habits and cognition that have been gradually formed over the course of more than 20 years.

"Uh......" Tianhao heard Zheng Ming's words, and was speechless for a while. He pondered for a long time before continuing to persuade: "I don't know what you've been through before. Probably in your previous life, it was. In the fight between life and death, either you die or I die. ”

When Tianhao said this, he glanced at Zheng Ming, who was full of noncommittality, wiped the sweat beads that broke out because of anxiety, and softened his voice as if he patiently persuaded a child who didn't know what was wrong.

"There's nothing wrong with that. I'm not going to blame you for your previous way of being, either. But...... This is Starland. A modern city with peace and tranquility, and a civilized city with strict laws. ”

Zheng Ming retorted when he heard this: "I didn't break the law. Before participating, it was said that some players had signed a life and death contract, is that just a decoration? ”

Seeing this, Tianhao signaled Zheng Ming to calm down for a while, and continued to explain.

"That's certainly not a decoration. But that's just the bottom line in case of the unexpected. You understand what I mean, right? Having a life and death pact doesn't mean that every fight has to be fought to the death.

The arena is essentially more like a platform to showcase its combat power. What you need to do is not think about how to kill your opponent as quickly as possible, but how you can make the most of your strength. Only then will you be able to make the audience understand how powerful you are and pursue you.

Compared to the life-and-death dueling arena, the fighting arena is more like an examination hall to prove one's combat strength.

It is used to get promoted, to get proof of the distribution in the fighting arena, to expand one's influence, and to improve one's status. Do you understand what I mean? ”

How did Zheng Ming not know what Tianhao wanted to say? However, when he thought that he couldn't fully control his body strength when he was fighting, he retorted stiffly: "What's the matter? Constant victories, no opponent survived, this makes it easier for others to intuitively feel my strength, right? ”

"Are you playing dumb? Don't kid yourself. I don't believe you can't think of it. Tianhao's face was serious, and after scolding in a calm tone, he realized his gaffe and slowed down his tone: "Can you guarantee that you are stronger than your opponent every time?" ”

“……”

Seeing that Zheng Ming was silent, Tianhao continued: "Slowly show your strength, except for the last situation where the strength of the two sides is equal and the real fire is played, you must not kill opponents with huge differences in strength." That's the unspoken rule of the fighting ring! The rules that each player silently abides by. If you continue like this, you will be ostracized and hostile to all the players.

Can you promise me not to participate in martial arts for a while until I have completely controlled my own power?

At the Intermediate Level, you have to fight a minimum of three fights a month. Now you have 1 point, and even if you concede defeat twice, you won't be dropped. You then apply to push next month's challenge to the end of the month. When the time comes, there will be a buffer of a month and a half, and I believe you can also be merciful in battle. ”

Zheng Ming didn't respond to Tianhao, he needed to be promoted to level 6 authority as soon as possible, he needed wealth points to repay Tianhao, and he also needed to consider the cost of renting a house. He couldn't bear to wait for two months, Tianhao would definitely be considerate of him and let him continue to live here, but unilaterally accepting a well-intentioned life would make it difficult for him to sleep.

"Oh, I almost forgot. This is followed by dessert and hot drinks. Zheng Ming quickly stuffed the steak in front of him into his mouth and stood up with a mutter.

"Since you chose to do so, I don't have much to say." Tianhao also sighed lightly when he saw Zheng Ming divert the topic, and did not try to persuade again.

Two egg puddings were placed on the table by Zheng Ming, followed by two cups of steaming coffee.

was originally my favorite dessert, but at this time, Tianhao tasted it, but it was as tasteless as chewing wax.

Tianhao didn't finish the dessert in the end, and got up in silence and walked upstairs.

Zheng Ming glanced at Tianhao's back like a frosted eggplant, got up and began to put away the dishes.

Put the uneaten garbage into the food waste bin, let the machine send them to the garbage management point outside the villa, and wait for the garbage robot to come and collect it tomorrow morning.

After putting the metal basket containing the cutlery into the top entrance of the light washing machine, Zheng Ming stood in place and waited with a cup of coffee.

"Ding."

A few minutes later, the machine's prompt sounded, and the front of the dishwasher in the shape of a box popped out, and the dishes that had been cleaned inside were neatly arranged together.

Zheng Ming lifted the metal basket containing the kitchen utensils, put it in a purifier to dry the water, disinfected and sterilized, and put it into a vacuum storage cabinet.

Immediately afterward, he picked up a palm-sized disc-shaped machine. This is the fog eliminator, and as Zheng Ming wipes the table with it, it will spray mist and lasers at the bottom. While eliminating the grease stains on the table, it also has the effect of sterilization by the way.

After wiping the table top, Zheng Ming whispered a "close" command to the dining table, and as soon as his voice fell, a lid made of long strips suddenly slipped out of the dining table.

Little by little, the lid extended from both sides of the table, gradually covering the tabletop and becoming a single piece.

"Robot vacuum. Sweep the kitchen floor. ”

After giving a command to the robot vacuum, Zheng Ming finished all the work, walked to the hall, and threw his body on the sofa.

"Assist bracelet to open the control glove."

With Zheng Ming's whispered order, the turquoise auxiliary bracelet on his right wrist suddenly shot out rays of light. These rays of light were entangled with each other, and in the blink of an eye, they formed a glove that emitted a faint green light on the surface of Zheng Ming's right hand.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Zheng Ming's gloved right hand, grabbing it in front of his eyes and making a pulling gesture. As he moved, a translucent ball of light was grasped in his hand.

"Walk you."

As he made a throwing motion, the light on the glove flew out, shattering into countless spots of light after hitting the wall.

These light spots converged rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, a light curtain projection was formed, and the picture in it was the same as the interface in Zheng Ming's usual field of vision.

As Zheng Ming's right hand swiped in mid-air, the picture on the light curtain changed slightly with a hint of delay.

"Uh...... Enter the official website of the fighting arena first, and then enter the identity ID......" muttered to himself, the interface in the light curtain changed, and then Zheng Ming's image and operation interface were presented.

"Choosing a Challenge...... Elite fighters...... Hey? And self-selection and systematic randomness? ”

Zheng Ming saw the two options that appeared in front of him, and after whispering, he chose to choose independently. Dense portraits of contestants suddenly appeared in the picture.

As his right hand slid upwards, countless players' avatars and names swept upward.

"A lot of ......" After sighing in a low voice, Zheng Ming casually clicked into an avatar. I only see the opponent's record, level, estimated combat power, point ranking, and historical battle videos...... And so on detailed information takes up the screen.

"It's troublesome. Or is it better that the system is random. It doesn't make much difference anyway. Zheng Ming exited the player interface, returned to the previous page, and then selected the system random.

"Playing for you...... Challenge invitation sent...... The result will be available within three working days, please wait patiently for the other party's reply. ”

In the prompt sound of the intelligent system, the picture changed, and suddenly it became a picture of the two avatars side by side. Among them, an arrow composed of dotted lines stretched out from Zheng Ming's avatar, pointing to another avatar. The words "Waiting" flashed on it.

"What is this?"

Zheng Ming, who collapsed on the soft sofa, sat up straight with his eyes fixed on his opponent's avatar after seeing his opponent's portrait.

Among so many opponents, the system matched him, and it was a coincidence that it was someone he knew.