Zhou Zhe opened the door like a walking corpse and saw a girl with snow-white skin and a long gray dress.

Zhang Miaoran.

She has a wealthy family, excellent grades, extremely high appearance, good temperament, developed sports cells, all-round development of physical beauty and labor, and clean herself, and has never had an affair with any boy, which can be called a perfect goddess-like existence.

Seriously, Zhou Zhe didn't even know why she was in this place.

The daily life of the two is like two parallel lines, as if they will never intersect.

“……”

Zhou Zhe looked at each other silently and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

Zhang Miaoran took the initiative to break the silence and handed over a golden card: "This is the only place I can help you now." ”

Just by glancing at it, Zhou Zhe recognized the role of this card - the monthly membership card of the Wind Pavilion, which is worth 180,000 yuan on the surface.

For Zhou Zhe, this is simply astronomical!

That's it, don't be too expensive!

People who are not lucky enough, who are not fast enough to react, and who are not strong enough in society, will not be able to get this thing no matter how rich they are!

The so-called Tempestine Pavilion is an extraordinary industry that suddenly emerged after the Cosmic Gladiatorial Arena was held.

Its controller is none other than the first Earth Survivor, Lin Ye!

It is said that those who are extremely talented can even learn the "power of the wind" from the Shippukan, and become transcendent, reaching the level of physical flight!

Even those with mediocre talent can train hard to master various advanced combat skills from alien civilizations, and let the power belong to the individual!

After all, the gods chose the gladiators completely randomly, and he didn't care about the social status, wealth accumulation, or prestige of the chosen ones.

For Him, the better the duelist, the better the performance on His stage.

So......

Even the most powerful figures often go in and out of the Tempest Pavilion across the country, trying to improve their overall strength—or in other words, their ability to save their lives.

"Thank you!"

Zhou Zhe didn't mean to refuse the other party at all, and accepted the card directly.

When life and death are at stake, machismo is unacceptable.

He carefully put away the card and said, "Why are you so nice to me?" ”

Everything has an effect and there must be a cause, how can there be love in the world without a reason?

Potential investment? Optimistic about the future?

No.

Zhou Zhe doesn't think there is anything worth investing in his current self. If you are an investor, you will never do such a thing with a high probability of sinking capital.

However, hearing this, Zhang Miaoran's reaction was a little strange.

Her face was slightly red, and she looked a little embarrassed, as if she might turn around and leave at any moment.

"Don't you know about this kind of thing?"

Zhang Miaoran endured her shyness, the tips of her ears were red, and finally stayed.

There are some things that you may never have the chance to say if you don't say them now.

After being silent for a while, she mustered up her courage and said in a voice like a mosquito: "For me, there are only two kinds of people in this world, one is my family, such as my parents, such as ...... You. ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Miaoran's speed of speech suddenly increased several times: "The other is someone else." ”

"Originally, I was worried that after so many years of not seeing each other, you might have changed."

"Now it seems ......"

"No matter how long it takes, Zhou Zhe, you are still the same gentle, kind, smart, and brave as you were seven years ago!"

The monthly card of the Wind Pavilion, even in the eyes of Zhang Miaoran's parents, is a very precious thing, and he is reluctant to use it, so he keeps it for his daughter.

The sudden praise made Zhou Zhe a little stunned.

If it weren't for the fact that he was going to fight with aliens in seven days, Zhou Zhe would have thought that he was the protagonist in a love comic.

Gentle, kind, intelligent, and brave?

Is it really okay to use these words to describe yourself?

Seven years ago......

At that time, I was still a stunned young man, right?

However, being reminded by Zhang Miaoran, Zhou Zhe tried to recall for a while, but remembered some fragmented scenes-

The introverted little girl was bullied by three bear children of the same age, and because she couldn't get used to the behavior of bullying more people and fewer people, she stepped forward and beat the mother of the three bear children without knowing her.

Zhou Zhe, who has suffered from domestic violence, has far better pain tolerance and combat effectiveness than his peers, coupled with the acquired anger, the complete ending of the "duel" is expected.

Of course, the extras of this little story are not good.

Although the fight was won, his father Zhou Yulin, in order not to compensate for the medical expenses, was like an angry rat, and directly broke Zhou Zhe's two legs in front of the parents of the "victims".

For Zhou Yulin, the result was good - he not only achieved his goal perfectly, but also paid a sum of money for treatment and mental damage from the parents of the bear child.

Afterwards, Zhou Zhe wore a plaster cast on his legs and walked with a homemade crutch for three months, and it was a blessing in misfortune that he did not leave a disability.

It may be precisely because of this that the automatic protection mechanism of the brain made Zhou Zhe take the initiative to block this period of memory!

If Zhang Miaoran hadn't taken the initiative to mention it, Zhou Zhe might not have recalled this incident in his life.

Who would have expected that in just seven years, the ugly duckling of the year would complete its transformation and become a beautiful white swan in front of him?

"Do your best and try to survive!"

The girl turned her back and shook her hand, her tone trembling a little.

"I really hope ...... You can survive! ”

Zhang Miaoran's figure disappeared at the end of the field of vision.

Zhou Zhe silently clenched the wind hall monthly card in his hand.

"In this world, there are still people who care about me......"

"So it's ......"

"I, I must survive!"

Zhou Zhe didn't notice that the words on the notebook that he had thrown aside casually before gradually distorted and blended into dark blue lines, slowly forming a line of text-

[The host code name is "Respect", the character model has been locked, the handwriting authentication has been successful, and the soul binding has been completed.] 】

……

Forty minutes later.

The heart of the city is in the golden mile.

The area where the Rakusong Gym was originally hung became the location of the Kapukan branch at some point.

Zhou Zhe, who was holding a monthly membership card, successfully entered the hall.

"There's a free buffet and lounge that's available to members."

Zhou Zhe walked around in the Wind Pavilion, familiar with the venue, and thought silently in his heart: "Moreover, the Wind Pavilion is open twenty-four hours a day, and I don't have to go back to that so-called 'home' at all!" ”

Eat! Drink! Live!

For at least seven days, none of these three need to be considered.

He was silently grateful to Zhang Miaoran in his heart.

If it weren't for the other party, I'm afraid I would have to be distracted by other trivial things at this time, let alone enter the Blaster Pavilion to study!

Zhou Zhe was thinking about it, when a young woman in uniform wearing flesh-colored stockings walked quickly in front of him, smiling, and said in a gentle tone: "Hello." ”

The other party's service attitude was excellent, and he was only a little distracted when he saw the black sword and shield brand on the back of Zhou Zhe's hand, and a little sympathy and pity appeared on his face, and he quickly returned to calm.

"My surname is Zhuang, and I will be your personal assistant until the end of the monthly membership card period, and you can call me Xiaozhuang."

"Then, please come with me for a medical examination."

"Only by thoroughly understanding your body data can we tailor a training plan for you."

Beyond the climbing hall and the sci-fi gravity room, Zhou Zhe was sent into a comprehensive body scanner that resembled an MRI cabin.

Five minutes later, the test results were in.

Assistant Zhuang took the document and said solemnly: "Although it does not meet the minimum entry standard of 'Wind Rider', if you work hard enough, you can still use the Wind Element Quenching Technique to enter the ranks of 'Superman'." ”

"It's a pity that ......"

"There are dark wounds and blockages all over your body, and the wind element is difficult to pass, especially in the tibia of your legs."

This kind of body, not to mention the power of the wind element, cultivating any other transcendent ability, is a waste material of waste materials.

Zhou Zhe bowed slightly, and his tone was calm: "Understood." ”

Obviously, these are the traces left by his biological father Zhou Yulin seven years ago.

The former Zhou Zhe also hated the other party, and the depression in his heart could not be dissolved.

Now, Zhou Zhe doesn't feel anything anymore.

He had made up his mind.

After this cosmic duel, even if he can survive by luck, he doesn't plan to go back to that so-called "home".

Assistant Zhuang's professionalism is very high, and he immediately said: "You don't have to worry too much, as long as you can pass the trial of the trainee cosmic gladiator, your body will immediately recover to a level that is healthier and purer than that of a baby." ”

Zhou Zhe didn't listen to this sentence at all.

Because......

A familiar notebook, I don't know when, suddenly suspended in front of his eyes!