"Alright, it's time for me to get in.

Although this kind of competition is boring, I don't even sweat. But in order to maintain 'daily chip verification', sometimes we have to reluctantly carry out this boring life. ”

He Jun got up from the chair and twisted his neck slightly, looking very relaxed in his posture.

He had changed into a crisp white, open-collared Japanese robe, with his arms tucked together in large cuffs to hide the pale gold mechanical prosthetics.

He Jun's lower body is a fighting short, a Japanese-style open robe under the hem, and the alloy blade of the mechanical prosthetic on the side of his right leg is flashing with cold light. Once activated, it is estimated that a side kick can be fatal.

And his cold and vicious temperament has also been restrained, just like a Sven fighting enthusiast, without the slightest murderous intent. But there is still a strong sense of confidence and arrogance in his demeanor.

This is the pride of being an 'extraordinary'.

According to Chen Feng's reflection of him and his secret observations, it can be seen that the 'Extraordinary One' seems to represent another life form. They possess powerful abilities that humans cannot snoop on, and they have contempt and neglect for ordinary people who are not of the same kind.

If the human beings in this world are divided into the lower classes, ordinary citizens, and the rich and noble, then the 'extraordinary' is another level, proud and detached.

Although Chen Feng didn't understand what He Jun said about 'daily chip verification', he could guess a little bit that it should belong to a necessary behavior of the 'extraordinary'.

'Could it be that the Extraordinary with the Extraordinary Serial Chip needs this kind of daily chip verification behavior to achieve a safe balance?' Chen Feng pondered silently.

The door of the suite slid open silently, and He Jun stepped out.

As soon as Chen Feng walked out of the door, the security leader had already stepped forward with a smile on his face.

"Dear Director Chen Feng, this is an identity pendant prepared for you, you can come and go in any corner of the entire arena at will, which is convenient for your work!"

The security leader respectfully handed a card with a wire lanyard to Chen Feng.

"Mr. Chen, I need to go to the contestants' area. You can observe as much as you like in the arena, and if you find anything, let me know at any time. ”

He Jun bowed slightly to Chen Feng, made a suggestive look, and then strode away.

Chen Feng looked at the card in his hand, and on the front was a display screen, with small crystal characters that flickered slightly, representing the identity of the patrol.

He slung the card around his neck and entered with the head of the security guard.

As soon as I entered the arena, the earth-shattering noise was already blasted into my ears.

The world seems to have an unusual penchant for heavy metal music, and that kind of dynamic loudness. Almost most lively occasions are inevitably this kind of noisy experience.

After a few words of explanation, the head of the security guard left in a hurry. Chen Feng watched around with great interest, looking at the entire environment as he walked, feeling this kind of fanatical occasion with numbness on the scalp.

In the central area of the competition ring, the lights are dazzling and the lasers are flying, as if a group of demons are dancing.

The holographic projection of the participating fighters roars back and forth like a magical blockbuster.

In each holographic projection, the player's bloody scenes are played.

These blood-pumping scenes are completely immersive for everyone. The visual enjoyment brought by high technology makes every audience feel as if they are possessed, shouting and roaring like a landslide and tsunami.

The 3,000 seats around the ring are divided into infield and outfield.

The infield is naturally a VIP seat, and the well-dressed little rich man, as well as the accompanying attendants and waitresses, occupy the luxurious seats. The outfield is an ordinary seat, and the crowd of people who love martial arts come and go, and they are feverishly bursting with exuberant energy.

As for the three-story box grandstand behind Chen Feng, it is the territory of the real rich class. It has been occupied by large companies and chaebols for a long time, and only people with noble status can enjoy the treatment of a box.

Although this is an arena, everyone is clearly divided into three levels. Chen Feng began to observe carefully, deepening his understanding of the world.

The most lively and exciting should belong to ordinary citizens. They come in a variety of colors, and the mechanical prosthetics are also very simple, with a slightly rough appearance. The embedded metal lines on the body are also clearly visible.

Most of the people in the VIP seats in the infield belong to the small rich and white-collar elites. They barely catch the side of the wealthy class and have a small amount of money to live comfortably.

Judging from the appearance and image, the mechanical prosthetics of these little rich people appear elegant and textured. It is not single, the limbs, the body, and even the internal organs are changed. The metal lines on the head or side of the face appear more bland and have been modified to show off temperament and upbringing.

As for the real wealthy class in the high box, their appearance and image fully reflect the aristocratic demeanor. Whether it is a mechanical prosthetic or a metal line, it looks very high-tech and low-key luxury. Looks and shapes have been reshaped to meet high-end human standards.

These three levels constitute the federal society of this world.

There is no race, no nationality, only hierarchy.

As an 'outsider' who came from rebirth, the scene in front of Chen Feng made him a little trance. Although he accepted the memory and identity of the original owner, he also needed more integration for a while in order to fully adapt to this era and the world.

'If you succeed in completing the mission and obtaining the civic chip, it seems that it is still necessary to hurry up and go to the library or archives to deepen your knowledge of the world'...... Chen Feng silently diverged his thinking.

As a child who grew up in a slum, Chen Feng's knowledge reserve is pitifully shallow. It seems that except for the one-third of an acre of land on Wei Street, the understanding of the outside world is extremely vague and pale.

Fortunately, he has an agile skill and a not bad mind, and he has been a messenger for two years and has been tempered and grown. Otherwise, Chen Feng may be picking up slag in a garbage heap at this moment......

The noisy atmosphere in the arena, as well as the host's incitement and frenzied music, set off one climax after another, interrupting Chen Feng's immersive thoughts.

The first round is underway.

One of the appearances is a tall and muscular European and American with a Mohican hairstyle, and the other is an African-American with muscles like iron and as strong as a black panther.

Chen Feng's gaze flickered, and the feedback from the 'Secret Eye' could be seen that the two fighters in the ring were ordinary people, not 'extraordinary'.

But even ordinary people, these two belong to the elite level of martial arts. The competition was very intense, and the two players fought wonderfully through mechanical prosthetics, their own skills, and amazing burst power.

After the development of the times, the explosive evolution of high technology, human beings with chips have advanced by leaps and bounds in all aspects. Even if it was a fight, it played a blockbuster effect that Chen Feng thought.

In addition to not being able to fly to the sky, that punch and kick, dodge and move, are the highest level that human beings can achieve at present, and they are quite ornamental.

Of course, according to He Jun's previous statement, this kind of competition is a 'simple and boring game' for him, and he doesn't even sweat.

It is conceivable that the strength of the 'extraordinary' is even more terrifying.

All the spectators who entered the venue, as the game was fierce, could also use their own smart chips to bet. And the betting categories are extremely rich, even accurate to how many sweats, kicks, and punches the player......

The common denominator of human beings has not changed due to the development of technology, from cockfighting and dog fighting to fighting people, but all activities that can stimulate hormones and bring strong sensory feelings are enjoyable.

Coupled with quizzes, competitions, and competitions, it will be even more prosperous.

Chen Feng observed the stage and the stage, and also paid careful attention to everyone around him. He hangs a patrol card, and as long as he doesn't overdo it, he can wander around with impunity.

Perhaps it was the change brought about by the 'Secret Eye', Chen Feng found that his eyesight, and even the reaction of his five senses, were increasing every moment. Even things that are far away can now be seen clearly.

Even the emotional changes of everyone around him, Chen Feng could be aware of it.

The sound and light effects in the Luo Luo Arena, as well as the noisy atmosphere, are not suitable for finding a mysterious figure alone. What's more, Chen Feng is not sure that Richard will definitely come.

He searched for a long time, but he didn't have a clue.

The competition has reached the fourth round, and it is finally He Jun's turn to appear.

In the entire arena, there were earth-shattering cheers.

It seems that He Jun's popularity in this field is indeed more than that of other players.

'Although these people don't know that He Jun is an extraordinary person who has come to do daily exercise'...... Chen Feng complained silently.

He found a seat and sat down, wanting to admire it too. The so-called extraordinary, how to compete with these fighters without revealing their specific strength.

The seat Chen Feng was looking for was neither far nor close, and it was rarely empty next to him. Apparently a couple of spectators, for some reason, left the table.

As soon as he sat down, Chen Feng was watching He Jun in the ring, when suddenly there was a slight wind around him, and another person approached and sat down.

When I turned my head, I saw that it was a young man with an ordinary face.

But this ordinary appearance seems very cold and hard, and the facial features are so ordinary that it is difficult to remember.

Is it a virtual mask?' Chen Feng muttered secretly.

This young man is about 20 years old, and his height is a head taller than Chen Feng, reaching more than 1.8 meters. Dressed in a simple dark denim jacket, camouflage trousers, and a pair of military black leather boots, he has a slender body.

His denim sleeves cover his arms, and although he can't see the mechanical prosthesis, his left palm is a pale silver metal structure, which has a high-end texture and is very streamlined and comfortable.

Not to mention anything else, just by this silver palm, you can see that this young man is definitely a figure of the rich class. From his forehead to the sides of his head, his hair was lightly shaved, revealing three delicate lines of metal.

Chen Feng felt that these three metal lines were a little familiar, and he couldn't help but take a closer look.