She had a beautiful face, but she was energetic and valiant. It couldn't be said that she wasn't attractive, but for men, her attractiveness would be greatly reduced. Of course, many men liked this type, but relatively speaking, girls with such personalities were more likely to attract the same sex.
This was why the boxing club had a higher proportion of women.
"Isn't it because of the virtual cabin?"
When she said this, Jin Wenwen's eyes became sharp again, as if two longswords were stabbing at him. Roland was stared at by her, and even the faintly discernible mental barrier seemed to be nonexistent.
However, Roland calmly took a sip of juice, put down the cup, and said unhurriedly, "The virtual cabin you're talking about, do you mean that thing in the world's first virtual game? What does it have to do with boxing practice? "
"You don't know?" Jin Wenwen had an expression that said he had to know. "I heard that the game is almost completely virtual reality, except for magic and special abilities. You can fight at will in it, which is very good for training martial arts skills. "
"Sorry, although I like playing games, things like virtual cabins are too expensive, and it's a bit of a burden for someone like me who has worked for less than two years," Roland said rather disappointedly. Roland said rather disappointedly, "I've also seen the news recently. I heard that a girl could easily defeat an adult male gangster just because she played that game. I regret not buying it. If I had known, I would've bought it even if I had to take a loan. "
"Is that so?" Jin Wenwen stirred the watermelon juice in the cup again, noncommittally.
The two then chatted casually for a while, and Roland found an excuse to leave first.
The lights in the break room were still bright, and Jin Wenwen sat on a chair, quietly drinking the watermelon juice in the glass. A short while later, the coach came in.
He sat across from her and asked, "Did you get the answer? Is it because of the virtual cabin? "
"He said no." Jin Wenwen shook her head slightly.
"Is it? That's a shame, I thought someone in this city bought a virtual cabin too. "The coach heaved a long sigh.
"You believe him when he says no?" Jin Wenwen chuckled. "Uncle, I don't believe there are so many geniuses in this world who can surpass you after just two months of training. If he doesn't have a virtual cabin, then he must have a special scientific training method. But if he really had such a training method, why would he come to our mixed martial arts club? "
The coach leaned back in his chair and remained silent.
Jin Wenwen lit a lady's cigarette for herself, and the smoke curled up. She said slowly, "I saw it just now. He only left his phone number, and didn't fill in his ID card or address. It will be difficult to find him. "
Generally speaking, mixed martial arts gyms would register their customers' information. However, since they were doing business, they naturally had to follow the wishes of the customers. As long as the customers were willing to pay, everything was negotiable.
As for whether he filled in his personal information or not, it didn't matter as long as he got the money.
It was also because of this practice that Roland was unwilling to fill in too much of his personal information, and the boxing club didn't force him to do so.
Sighing softly, Jin Wenwen put out the lady's fragrance that was only one-third burned and said, "Uncle, do you have any ideas?"
"Find out his family address from the phone number!"
Jin Wenwen shook her head and said helplessly, "Impossible! The Jin family is just an ordinary family. Even if we have a martial arts heritage, we are essentially just an ordinary family. My parents are the owners of a small supermarket, and I'm the female owner of a mixed martial arts club. Uncle, you're just a freelancer. How can we find out his phone number? "
Smiling somewhat bitterly, Jin Wenwen continued, "He has no friends in the telecommunications company, and no acquaintances in the security system. We won't be able to find out. Also, I don't think he will come to our boxing club again."
The coach said somewhat unhappily, "It's not like we want to harm him. We just want to ask if he has a virtual cabin and buy it at a high price. He's being too cautious. "
Listening to the coach's complaints, Jin Wenwen stood up abruptly. "Whatever, I'll continue to buy it online. If two hundred thousand doesn't work, then five hundred."
After saying that, she hurriedly walked out.
Roland rode a public bike and wandered around the city casually for a while. Then, he turned into a small park and sat down.
He called Schuck, Betta, and the others and told them what had just happened. Then, he told them not to tell outsiders about the virtual cabins.
Fan Six Hundred Million had spent a million to buy a virtual cabin. If someone with ulterior motives knew that all seven of them had one, even if they wouldn't encounter something as exaggerated as "theft" or "threats," there might still be a lot of people coming to their door to buy the virtual cabins at a high price or to borrow them for use.
It was fine if it happened once or twice, but it would be quite troublesome if it happened too often.
After the call, Roland rode his bike home again.
Just as Jin Wenwen expected, Roland didn't plan to go to the boxing club again. The other party obviously had ideas about the virtual cabins, so there was no need for him to go there himself.
Besides, there was fitness equipment at home, and his room was quite spacious. There was still room for him to practice a set of basic boxing routines.
After ten at night, Roland re-entered the game.
As soon as he entered the game, he received a notification from the system.
It was a guild invitation notification sent by Schuck remotely. Naturally, he clicked confirm without hesitation.
In the next second, a pale silver, translucent screen opened in front of him. The name of the guild F6 was written on the system interface, as well as the current list of guild members.
At this time, he and Schuck were the only official guild members. Then, Li Lin and the others were pulled in, and Betta stayed in a "non-staff" interface.
This guild interface was very simple. There was only the guild name, a list of members, and a "guild message" tab.
After clicking it, he found that this page was a simple chat room interface. Roland found the text input box at the bottom and "touched" it with his mind. Then, a bright, translucent keyboard appeared in front of him.
It was controlled with his mind.
Schuck: "Hello, brothers. Can you see the message?"
Roland was about to type when he saw that Schuck had sent a message first.
Then, Li Lin and the others' replies flooded the screen, all saying that … they could finally get in touch.
Roland chatted with them for a while and then went to the slums, where he found Hawk and Link.
But the two of them were in a bit of trouble.
In the narrow, muddy alley, the two of them were surrounded by a group of beggars.
At first, Roland thought that they were being maliciously targeted, but he didn't know until he got closer.
A group of beggars knelt in front of them. The beggar in the lead was thin and sallow, and his clothes were so tattered that they seemed to have been used for years. They were dirty, black, and full of holes.
"Honorable Golden Sons, please take us in and give us something to eat."
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