After lunch, Lou Cheng walked out of the sect with a bag full of clothes and martial arts shoes. Breathing in the cool mountain breeze, he saw the commercial car waiting for him.
He sat in the back seat and leaned back leisurely. He took out his phone and sent a message to Yan Zheke. [Snickering emoji]
"I'm going to see the Polar Laboratory of the Wuyue Club."
Yan Zheke had just finished her training and washed off her sweat. She sat at the table in a knee-length red dress, waiting anxiously for the food.
When she saw this message, she seemed to have thought of something and suddenly burst out laughing. She laughed so hard that she trembled slightly and subconsciously covered her mouth with her hand.
After calming down, she replied seriously,
"Not bad … I feel like the Polar Laboratory suits you very well!"
"Really?" Lou Cheng asked in confusion. He didn't understand Ke's logic.
Yan Zheke sent an emoji of holding her chin and rolling her eyes. "Of course! Have you heard of the Three Idiots in the Sleigh? "
"So you're calling me an idiot in a roundabout way …" Lou Cheng was enlightened.
Yan Zheke turned her head to the side out of habit and saw herself smiling like a flower on the smooth marble pillar.
She almost forgot about her hunger and began to seriously discuss the possible situation of the Polar Laboratory with Lou Cheng.
She only put down her phone when the lunch was served. She took small bites of her food elegantly but at a high frequency.
When the scenery outside the car returned to the scorching heat of early autumn, the girl curled up on the sofa after a full meal and unknowingly fell asleep. Lou Cheng locked his phone, closed his eyes, and quickly fell asleep. He took a short nap.
After 20 minutes, the Wuyue Club was in sight. The driver slowed down and turned to the main entrance.
He was about to wake Lou Cheng up when he saw him open his eyes. His eyes were dark and deep, like a bottomless pool. He didn't look confused at all.
"Uncle Lou, we're here." The driver was stunned for a few seconds and said softly.
"Sorry to trouble you." Lou Cheng said politely.
The car door opened automatically. He closed his connection with the outside world, carried the bag, and walked out steadily. A man in a suit and leather shoes came up to him.
The Wuyue Club had great greenery. If there wasn't a sign, most people would think that it was a golf course. There were quite a few buildings with three to five floors scattered like pearls. It was quite natural.
"Hello, Mr. Lou. I'm Su Chen, one of the supervisors in the association. Sect Leader He told me about you yesterday. I've already arranged your schedule into the laboratory's timetable," this man in his thirties said enthusiastically with a bit of reservation.
Lou Cheng thanked him with a smile and followed Su Chen. They went past the first white building and walked to the largest building near the lake. Along the way, they only met a few staff members. The grass was green and the wind, it was quiet and comfortable.
"This is the place where we entertain our guests. That building near the lake. The Castle is for the Physical Invulnerability, President Huang Ke... The building near the lake..............................................
Lou Cheng listened attentively and nodded from time to time in response to the staff's greetings.
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…
Inside the training ground for the Inhuman members.
Lei Fang turned into the North Wind and made a few high-speed turns. Then, he came to a stop and observed the steps he had taken just now while panting slightly.
After a whole morning of hard training, even with some sleep and rest, he still felt tired. His body wasn't in its best condition.
If it was in the past, he would have definitely chosen to stop and not be in a hurry to succeed. But now, looking at Zheng Yu, Qian Qiyue, Wu Xiaoyan, Shao Jianliang, and the others, and seeing how hard they worked, Lei Fang could not help but extinguish the thought of leaving. He once again immersed himself in the monotonous and tedious daily cultivation. He even found a specialized trainer to train himself.
Everyone here was sprinting to make the great leap. He couldn't fall behind!
…
Coming to the north, Lou Cheng finally saw the Polar Laboratory after passing through a few post-modern metal doors. Of course, this was only a part of it.
The laboratory covered an area of more than a thousand square meters and was divided into two layers. The outer layer was made up of a few sections. There was the "source" room to create ultra-low temperatures, a huge computer to control the various parameters of the Polar Regions, a panel to display different data, and so on. It was as though he had entered the world of science fiction.
The inner layer was relatively simple. Looking through the observation window, it was about five hundred square meters. Other than the silver-white walls, tiny holes visible to the naked eye, and faintly discernible lines and pipes, there was nothing else.
The two researchers in white coats didn't leave their seats. They were waiting for Su Chen's announcement.
Su Chen thought for a while and said, "Mr. Lou, shall we set the temperature to -75 degrees Celsius? This is a relatively low temperature in the real Polar Regions. In addition to the random simulated snowstorm, it can be as low as -90 degrees Celsius. "
At this point, he explained with a smile, "The laboratory can reach -120 degrees Celsius, -150 degrees Celsius, or even lower. But it's mostly used for short-term stimulation to help the human body recover. In such an environment, even a Physical Invulnerability Mighty One can't stay for too long. They have to come out after training for a while. Oh right, there's an emergency button inside. If you can't hold on any longer, you can notify the outside."
This was Lou Cheng's first experience, so he didn't know much about it.
He smiled and said, "Okay, I'll leave it to you."
"Okay!" Su Chen turned and walked to the control room. He told the lab staff the general requirements.
After a while, the "Polar Regions" took shape. All the parameters were met. A staff member opened the complicated sealed door and invited Lou Cheng in.
Lou Cheng put down his bag, phone, and wallet. At first glance, he saw that the interior was clean and pure. There was no smoke or fog. But the moment he stepped in, he immediately felt a bone-piercing chill. As he breathed, the mucous membranes in his throat seemed to be frostbitten.
At this moment, he was wearing a thin summer martial arts suit.
Hearing that the cabin was sealed shut, Lou Cheng exhaled. He released the restraints on his mind between his eyebrows. Instantly, he felt that every pore and every cell in his body had come alive. He connected with the low temperature of the Polar Regions and felt as comfortable as a fish that had returned to the water.
This was the first time Lou Cheng could clearly feel the connection between himself and the environment. His body and mind felt happy. He sat down cross-legged and started visualizing to stabilize the "channel" of communication.
He originally thought that this place would only improve his sensitivity to the extreme cold. But after treating his surroundings as the darkness of the universe, the scene in his mind changed naturally. All that was left was the heavy Great Sun that dispelled the low temperature and illuminated the surroundings.
Around Lou Cheng, white gas gradually swirled, forming a "Domain" of decreasing temperature in a small area. The closer it was to his body, the closer it was to his normal temperature.
Thirty minutes later, a sudden gust of wind blew in the room. It swept up heavy snow as if it was polar.
Lou Cheng slowly opened his eyes. Looking at the wind and snow that covered his tracks, he gradually understood. He got up and started practicing his moves with his fists and legs.
Outside the laboratory, Su Chen stayed in the break room. He lit a cigarette, poured himself a glass of water, and started playing with his phone while waiting for Lou Cheng to come out.
An hour passed quickly. He glanced at his watch and walked out of the room, puzzled. He went to the observation window and saw that the wind and snow were everywhere. Lou Cheng's figure was faintly discernible as he circled around faster and faster.
Sss … Su Chen took a deep breath. He shifted his gaze away from the observation window and returned to the break room. He sighed to himself. Lou Cheng lived up to his reputation.
He sat down again and tried his best to focus on his phone. However, he still looked outside from time to time to see if Lou Cheng had come out.
Ten minutes, twenty minutes, half an hour, an hour. Su Chen finally couldn't take it anymore. He walked to the observation window and bent down slightly to look inside.
At this time, the wind and snow had stopped. Lou Cheng was sitting cross-legged. There wasn't a trace of snow on his body.
"Is he okay?" Su Chen turned to look at the laboratory staff in the control room.
A man with neat bangs looked at the surveillance data and said, "What could be wrong with him? He's fine! "
Su Chen looked around in shock. He shifted his gaze back and forth between the control room and the observation window. He made a lot of guesses.
He collected his thoughts and returned to the break room. He picked up his phone absent-mindedly.
Ten minutes, twenty minutes … Time passed quickly. Su Chen gradually became numb. All that was left was a blank and blank expression.
It wasn't until 5: 25 in the afternoon that he heard the sealed door open. He rushed over and saw Lou Cheng walking out steadily with wet clothes.
"Next time, set the ambient temperature to minus ninety degrees …" Lou Cheng nodded thoughtfully and picked up his bag.
Su Chen felt like he was struck by lightning. He was stunned for a moment before answering,
"Okay …"
He followed Lou Cheng out of the polar laboratory like a zombie and instinctively led him to an exclusive break room.
After Lou Cheng finished bathing and changing his clothes, he finally calmed down and asked,
"Mr. Lou, would you like to have dinner here? The restaurant is right in front. "
Lou Cheng smiled and said,
"No, I'll take care of it myself."
Next, he had to taste the delicacies of Moshang. He had to prepare in advance for his vacation with Ke.
"Okay." Su Chen didn't say anything else. He led Lou Cheng forward and approached the exit.
At this time, Lei Fang, Zheng Yu and the others had rested for a while. With the help of a professional masseuse, they relaxed and headed to the restaurant to comfort their empty stomachs.
Just as they reached the entrance of the restaurant, Lei Fang suddenly saw a familiar figure coming from another direction.
He looked over and felt like he had been struck by lightning. He blurted out,
"Junior Master!"
What is Junior Master doing here?
Hearing Lei Fang's voice, Zheng Yu, Qian Qiyue and the others looked over and saw Lou Cheng, whom they hadn't seen in a long time. They were shocked and puzzled. His face was rosy and he was walking steadily. He didn't look injured at all.
He's recovering well … They suddenly realized and confirmed Lou Cheng's declaration that he would fight in the martial arts world again in August or September.
Lou Cheng smiled and nodded at Lei Fang. Seeing that he was in a daze and didn't have any intention of greeting him, Lou Cheng didn't bother. After greeting everyone, he walked past the restaurant and turned towards the entrance.
Watching him leave, Zheng Yu asked Lei Fang, puzzled,
"Why is your Junior Master here?"
Is he going to start with Wuyue Club?
Lei Fang shook his head and looked confused. "I don't know either."
…
After sending Lou Cheng away, Su Chen took out his phone and made a call.
After a while, the call went through. He greeted respectfully, "Hello, Mr. Zhang."
"Hello, Assistant Zhang."
"Lou Cheng left?" asked Zhang Juetao, Gun King Huang Ke's assistant.
He glanced at Huang Ke in the car and saw the silent Gun King with his eyes closed as though he was taking a nap.
Su Chen pulled himself together and said with a fawning smile, "He just left. He spent almost four hours in the polar laboratory in the afternoon. It was -75 degrees Celsius …"
He recounted the events that he had experienced and was very confused about.
-75 degrees Celsius … Almost four hours … Zhang Juetao was in a daze, wondering if he had heard wrongly.
He subconsciously tilted his head and looked at Huang Ke. He didn't know when, but Gun King had opened his eyes. His gaze was deep.
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