Chamberlain could only tell Sackmond that he had come into contact with an old Chinese medicine doctor from the magical China half a year ago, who helped him to recuperate his body and return to normal, and he also took a secret medicine that greatly strengthened his physical fitness.

“…… That's it, the grandfather of that old divine doctor used to be the imperial doctor of our Qing Dynasty in China, and their whole family was a palace imperial doctor, do you know Emperor Kangxi? The reason why that old guy has lived so long is because he has taken the same secret medicine as me! Chamberlain said mysteriously.

When Sakmund heard him say this, he anxiously asked, "Then this old miracle doctor, does he still have this secret medicine?" Will he be able to heal my leg? Zhang, for the sake of our brotherhood, you must help me ask. ”

Despite the phone, Chamberlain could clearly understand Sacmund's desire and anticipation when he asked the question, but he could not answer, because he was making it up, and even he did not know what was going on in his body.

In this way, Chamberlain could only say in a bitter tone: "Sorry, Doug, my fellow, the old doctor left San Francisco after giving me the medicine, and I don't know where he went. You know, those people always like to move around, and they call this a wandering world......"

Sakmund sighed in a low mood and said, "It seems that this is predestined, and God does not want to see me recover again." With that, he quickly adjusted his condition and became happy, exclaiming, "I said man, you're famous now, my God, you got a triple-double in your NBA debut, and you almost got twenty rebounds!" I have nothing more to say, you have become a monster! ”

Chamberlain smiled, he tried to mention something happy to amuse Sackmond, as a good brother, he really didn't want to see Sakmund become so low.

The two talked all the way, and Sackmond helped him imagine a career in NAB, and praised him for surely fulfilling his childhood dream of becoming a forbidden beast like Wilt Chamberlain.

After the end, Sakmund said to him: "Man, I know that you are in good health now, but you must not be like Sean Kemp, you must train hard, Zhang, you must not be complacent, the sky is your limit, before you reach the limit, you must work hard to move forward, you must become a superstar!" ”

Listening to Sacmund's instructions, Chamberlain's eyes were wet and he almost cried, Sacmund was not only talented, but also trained hard, and he was born for the NBA stage. It's a pity that God didn't open his eyes and destroyed this genius with a car accident.

In the past, when Chamberlain was at the lowest point of his life, Sacmund had been enlightening him, and often asked his trainer to help Chamberlain find a way to return to normal training, and he kept telling him at that time, and now when he hears this exhortation, Chamberlain can't help but think of his past life.

"Don't worry, Doug, I will train hard, I will take you as a benchmark, let myself continue to get stronger, with your share, become stronger together!" Chamberlain gritted his teeth and swore as if he didn't swear, but in his heart, this sentence weighed more than an oath.

Sakmund hung up the phone after blessing him a word, Chamberlain remembered that he had been discussing him before, Sakmund didn't mention his recent situation, he quickly called back, but it was prompted 'unconnected', it should be the phone out of battery, apparently Sacmund hung up the phone when he noticed that the phone was out of battery.

After chatting with Sackmond, Chamberlain was in no mood to continue messing around with Jackson and others, and at noon the bus returned to San Francisco.

Davis and the others drove their cars home to rest, while Chamberlain entered the training gym, where he practiced with the ball alone.

Because of today's holiday, the team's strength trainers and sparring players did not come to the stadium, the training hall was deserted, only a car of leather balls and piles of training equipment, Chamberlain picked up a ball and began to practice dribbling, with the basketball hitting the floor 'bang' sound, the training hall has a little more popularity.

After a brief warm-up, Chamberlain began shooting practice in groups of 500 shots, including 200 mid-range shots, 200 free throws and 100 mid-range shots. Because there are no sparring players, he doesn't go into the penalty area to fight, mainly to practice projection ability.

Chamberlain still can't completely grasp the current body, no matter the strength, speed or explosiveness, it is like this, otherwise he would have performed better last night, and it is normal to cut 30 rebounds directly. He could feel the explosive force in his current body, but he just couldn't release it properly.

Last night, Chamberlain's scoring was all based on dunks, and he didn't score a single of his eight free throws, which was extremely embarrassing, giving people the impression of a rough guy who only relied on physical fitness.

Fortunately, Chamberlain is self-aware, he focuses on the defensive end, and on the offensive end he only helps his teammates block and then cut inside to find an opportunity to dunk, and never takes the initiative to ask for the ball to play with the opponent or anything like that. This also makes the Zen master's 'slashing tactics' ineffective, he doesn't take the initiative to take the ball, cut a fart.

Today's training results are still not great, and the service hit rate is only a little more than 30%, which is far worse than his 100 shots and hits before. As for the mid-range shot, the hit rate is not good-looking, and even 30% can't be reached.

However, he was not depressed or irritable, Sacmund's entrustment had been ringing in his head, and he should be more grateful to God than Sacmund, who could not even set foot on the NBA court now, after all, he was no longer the patient who could not even walk, but a fierce man.

I don't know how many sets of shooting drills he practiced, even if he was as good as Chamberlain, he felt a little tired, he stopped and wanted to find a glass of water to drink, but as soon as he picked up the glass, an old voice sounded: "Hey, boy, come to me." ”

Chamberlain looked back and was surprised to find an old man in his seventies appearing on the side of the pitch, with a kind look, snow-white hair sparse, his face full of age spots, and a grass-green and orange-red coat, somewhat like a cleaner's uniform.

The old man had a large vat of nutrient solution and a large vat of mineral water next to him, which he should have brought here, and in general, this kind of work is done by cleaners. But Chamberlain saw that the old gentleman was too old, and it was really inhumane for him to do this kind of work.

Chamberlain walked over, and the old man sat on the floor loudly, picked up a cup of nutrient solution and handed it to him.

Seeing this, Chamberlain shook his head and smiled: "Xie Lu Xie, Dad, I am very thirsty now, and I need to drink water instead of nutrient solution." ”

Although the nutrient solution is a liquid, it is different from water, this thing is purple-green, the texture is very viscous, some like glue, although it tastes okay, but it feels very bad, especially when you are thirsty.

Hearing Chamberlain call himself 'Daddy', the old man laughed, he smiled and nodded with satisfaction, and said in a loud voice: "Ha Luha, boy, you call me Daddy?" Very good, very good, no one has called me that for a long time, do you know who I am? ”

Chamberlain felt that this old man was either very big or mentally abnormal, but looking at his clothes, the former was unlikely, so he smiled: "I know, you are the boss in our stadium, right?" But I'm thirsty enough to drink the water from the Amazon right now, so I just want to drink water. ”

The old man laughed loudly again, the so-called 'owner of the arena' or 'boss of the arena', in the NBA or other leagues, generally refers to the cleaners in the stadium, because they are responsible for cleaning, just like a housewife.

Chamberlain wanted to take the water cup, but the old man stubbornly handed him the nutrient solution, and explained with a smile: "Believe me, young man, what you need most now is this thing, after training for so long, your body functions have reached the limit, and now is the most suitable time to absorb nutrients." ”

"And that kind of statement?" Chamberlain will be skeptical.

The old man liked the big smile very much, laughed again, and nodded: "Trust me, didn't you say that I was the boss in the stadium?" I've been in the arena for many years and know a lot about these things. ”

Chamberlain shrugged, sat on the ground and poured a large cup of special nutrient solution, then drank a large glass of water, wiped his mouth clean, took out a fifty-dollar bill and handed it to the old man, and said, "This is what you deserve, you're welcome." ”

Tipping is very common in the United States, and Chamberlain rarely gave it in the past because he had no money, but now he has 20,000 dollars as thick as a brick in his pocket, and he is naturally much more generous.

Holding the fifty bill, the old man seemed to cry and laugh, he shook it, and then carefully put it in his pocket. This is actually Chamberlain's temptation, the old man looks unfathomable, he really can't be sure if this is a big man, if it is really a big man, then he will make a joke.

However, seeing that the old man cherished the fifty yuan, he was relieved, the big man might accept the tip he gave, but he would not cherish it so much, for them, fifty yuan for a cup of coffee was not enough.

After drinking the water, Chamberlain practiced again, he had to master this body as soon as possible, otherwise he would only defend and not attack, so what face did he have to fulfill his promise to Sakmund's 'superstar'?

Moreover, in the upcoming next game, he will face his first test since coming to the NBA, because this time he will not defend against rubbish like Bynum and Brown, but Duncan, known as the No. 1 forward in 50 years!

Yes, the next game, the day after tomorrow, the Warriors will face the Spurs on their home turf!

Although Chamberlain has been playing the center position, I don't know what the road is for, the old Nelson reported him the position of power forward, so his confrontation with Duncan in the next game will be even more natural.

Limiting Duncan, and then cutting down double-digit points and rebounds by the way, this is the goal Chamberlain set for himself, there is no doubt that it is not easy to accomplish such a goal, how many interior players in the league dare to claim to be able to score a double-double in the face of Duncan?

Chamberlain has to be such a player, otherwise what face would he have to face his vows about superstardom?