A few hours later, the fishing boats arrived at the Xinlu Port. It was bustling with people. As one of the ports in the New World, it was an important maritime trading hub. Compared to other places, it was naturally more prosperous.
There were porters, sailors, and fishermen looking for work everywhere. Ships of all sizes were coming in and out of the port at all times. Towards the direction of the city, there were rows and rows of buildings that stretched as far as the eye could see.
Xinlu Port, which was considered prosperous by the people of this era, was very ordinary to Zuo Zhicheng. After all, the tallest house here was only three or four stories high. There were many laborers and civilians on the streets who were not fully clothed. There were also some children in their teens who had already come out to work.
Of course, there were also many members of the Hai Long Gang guarding the ships and recruiting laborers. After all, the entire port was the territory of the Hai Long Gang.
With so many targets appearing in Zuo Qingcang's left eye, coupled with his previous experience, he discovered a special characteristic of his left eye.
The so-called infrared thermal imaging technology used photoelectric technology to detect the infrared radiation of an object and convert the signal into images and graphics that could be distinguished by human vision.
After seeing so many people, Zuo Zhicheng realized that the infrared vision of his left eye showed different types of people. It was also divided into different colors. The key to this seemed to be the different intensity of the body, resulting in different thermal radiation.
Most of the children were shown in light blue, while most of the adults were shown in dark blue. As for the burly men of the Hai Long Gang, many parts of their bodies were yellow. The more parts of their bodies were yellow, the stronger their bodies seemed to be.
Zuo Zhicheng judged that the Innate Qi was the strength of the muscles. It seemed to be the case now. For example, the Innate Qi on Song's arm was pink.
The Innate Qi on Black Tiger's body was also pink in the infrared vision. As for the other parts of his body, they were mostly yellow.
Zuo Zhicheng looked at his right hand. His Innate Qi was a mix of pink and purple. He was estimating the ratio of these two colors. A number of 30% jumped out. That was the ratio of the Innate Qi that was displayed as purple.
'The color division of the infrared vision seems to represent the body and the strength of the Innate Qi.' Zuo Zhicheng thought, 'Most of the bodies of ordinary people are blue in color. After training, the body parts can turn yellow. However, only by reaching the level of Xiantian Qi would it be able to break through the yellow color and become pink. Above pink was purple. The higher the proportion of people with purple, the higher the unit strength of the Innate Qi.
However, the area covered by the Innate Qi was also crucial. For example, the purple Innate Qi that covered only one finger was obviously not as good as the pink Innate Qi that covered the entire arm.
The strength of the [Innate Qi] was determined by the amount of time and hard work one put in. As for the range of coverage, it depended on whether there was a training method for each part of the body.
He just didn't know what color would come after purple.
However, this kind of color conversion makes it easier for me to distinguish the strong from the weak. '
After getting off the ship, Song arranged for his men to transport the goods. Then, he patted Zuo Zhicheng's shoulder and said, "What do you think? What plans do you have? "
Zuo Zhicheng collected his thoughts and said, "I'm going to walk around and look for a job. Do you have any recommendations, Brother Song? "
"What's there to look for? It's getting dark and you don't have a single cent on you. You don't even have anything to eat. How are you going to look for a job?" Song curled his lips and said, "Forget it. Stay at my house today. We'll talk about looking for a job tomorrow."
"How could I …" Zuo Zhicheng acted like a stubborn and proud young man. Song and the others naturally couldn't tell that he was pretending.
This was the identity that Zuo Zhicheng wanted to pretend to be. He was a hothead who wanted to make a fortune in the New World, but unfortunately, he encountered a shipwreck.
Xiao Lan also ran over from the side and said sincerely, "Brother Zuo, you don't have to be so polite. It's your first time at the New Harbor and you're not familiar with the place. Stay at my house for two days and leave after you find a job."
Originally, Zuo Zhicheng thought that the girl would be disappointed that he didn't stand up for her or comfort her after what happened just now. But now, it seemed that the girl's innocent eyes were the same as before. There were no negative emotions. It seemed that she had forgotten about the troubles on the ship in just a few hours.
Looking at the girl's innocent eyes, Zuo Zhicheng paused. According to his original plan, he planned to secretly protect Xiao Lan for a period of time and only leave after the threat of Black Hearted Tiger was dealt with. It could be considered as repaying her for saving his life. After that, they wouldn't have any contact.
However, if he stayed at Xiao Lan's house, he could better protect her. Moreover, it was indeed convenient for him to do some things with an acquaintance.
He smiled and said, "Well then, Brother Song. I'll be bothering you then."
"Ah! Don't misunderstand. You're just bothering me. " Song curled his lips and said, "I'll send Xiao Lan to Master Jiang's house tonight and let her lie low for a while."
What Song didn't say was that after today's incident with Black Hearted Tiger, although they didn't do anything in the end. He was already considering whether to move away with Xiao Lan, away from the threat of Hai Long Gang. After all, sending her to Master Jiang's house was just a temporary measure. He couldn't protect her forever.
Moreover, Xiao Lan was growing up. Although her face was average and could only be called youthful and cute, her figure was really hot. Always wandering around the port of Hai Long Gang was like roasting meat in front of a hungry wolf. It was too dangerous.
Hearing Song's words, Zuo Zhicheng didn't take it seriously. He only probed, "Oh? Master Jiang isn't afraid of Hai Long Gang? "
"Of course not. Master Jiang is the number one Godly Fist in New Continent. If it weren't for him, Hai Long Gang would still be lawless. I've even learned a few moves from him. " As he spoke, Song made a few moves. "Look, this is called the White Crane Spreads Its Wings. This move is called the Dragon Steps and Tiger Steps."
Xiao Lan curled her lips and said, "Dad, don't make a fool of yourself. How can you say that you've learned from Master Jiang with your mediocre skills? Aren't you afraid of embarrassing Master Jiang?" As she spoke, she grabbed Zuo Zhicheng's hand and ran out of the port. "Brother Zuo, let's go. I'll take you home."
Seeing his daughter running home with Zuo Zhicheng, Song's face darkened. He sighed and followed behind the two with a bitter face.
Zuo Zhicheng, on the other hand, remembered Boss Song's actions and words. After all, he had seen traces of pink Xiantian Qi on Zuo Zhicheng's right arm. However, it seemed that his judgment was right. Although Zuo Zhicheng had trained, he hadn't practiced seriously.
However, since the training was effective, it meant that the martial arts that Haoran Martial Arts Center taught him were true martial arts. He couldn't figure it out. Why would this martial arts center teach true martial arts to an ordinary student like Song?
…
Song's house was located in the south of the city, near the port. It was a slum area. There were only two rooms in the house. They ate and drank in the outer room. Usually, Song slept in the outer room while Xiao Lan slept in the inner room.
Other than a table, a few chairs, two beds, and a cupboard, there was nothing else in the house. It could be said that there were only four walls in the house.
However, Xiao Lan didn't seem to mind. She went to wash the vegetables and cook excitedly.
That night, after the three of them had dinner at home, Old Song hurriedly sent Xiao Lan to Haoran Martial Arts Center. However, when Old Song came back, he found that Zuo Zhicheng was gone.
"Where did this kid go?"
Naturally, Zuo Zhicheng went to the streets and alleys to gather information. Old Song's house was located in the slum area near the port. The streets were complicated, and there were people from all walks of life. Although it was chaotic, it was a good place to gather information.
However, Zuo Zhicheng was a stranger and had no money. Therefore, he didn't attract attention by asking questions. His main purpose was to familiarize himself with the terrain. Then, he went around the taverns, teahouses, noodle shops, and other places where people gathered. He swept the streets like an ordinary man, but his ears were constantly listening to all kinds of gossip. His eyes were constantly scanning the various buildings and terrain on the streets, firmly memorizing them in his mind.
Everything was the same as in his previous life. He collected information, carried out his plan, and finally disappeared.
A few hours later, he returned to Song's house. Afraid of waking him up, he quietly opened the door and crawled into the bed in the outer room. The wooden bed was hard and small. The blanket on top of it was mixed with a fishy smell. However, with Zuo Zhicheng's tolerance, this was nothing. He didn't complain. He lay down and focused on sleeping.
People in this era went to bed early. When Zuo Zhicheng lay down on the bed, the entire slum area had fallen into darkness. Only the sound of stray cats and dogs could be heard.
However, after a while, Zuo Zhicheng noticed that Song was tossing and turning on the other boat. From time to time, he could hear squeaking sounds. It seemed that he couldn't fall asleep.
"Xiao Lan's mother died when she was young. I raised her with all my might."
After a while, Song's sigh could be heard from the inner room. He sounded tired. "Although I'm just a poor fisherman, I still hope that my daughter can find a good home."
Zuo Zhicheng wasn't good at persuading people. He didn't know what to say. He could only listen as Song Zhicheng continued, "Xiao Lan has been on the fishing boat all day since she was young. All she saw was a bunch of rough people … I just hope that she can find a good man in the future. She doesn't want to be like me, fishing my whole life. When Xiao Lan's mother fell ill, I didn't even have the money to treat her illness."
At this point, Song seemed a little embarrassed. He said awkwardly, "Although Black Hearted Tiger didn't do anything today, I can't risk Xiao Lan's life.
While she's staying at the dojo, I'll think of a way to withdraw from the dock business and move to another place. "
At this point, he seemed a little uneasy.
"Brother Song, have you not thought about what you'll do if you stop fishing?" Zuo Zhicheng said, "I don't think Black Hearted Tiger will do anything. Why don't you wait and see?"
"Wait and see?" Song was stunned. He was indeed worried. He had been fishing his whole life and only knew how to fish. Although he wanted to stop working with the Hai Long Gang for Xiao Lan's sake, he couldn't make up his mind. He hesitated.
He shook his head. "Let me think about it."
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