Rebirth 09: Synthetic Male God

Chapter 1010: Newcomer? Old man?

The car gradually slowed down and stopped at the National Track and Field Team Training Center in Matsuura. This place is also a remote place in Matsuura. It was not well-known before, and even some locals didn’t know about it.

Most of the year is spent in closed training, and even the signboard is extremely low-key. After all, the purpose of closed training is to allow the athletes to concentrate.

It is roughly divided into a standard track and field stadium, an indoor gymnasium, a functional building, and a large area of ​​beautiful green space. There is even a river running through the middle, making it look like a beautiful university campus.

It is said that in order to match the future positioning of "International Sports Rehabilitation Center", a swimming pool will be expanded and the accommodation level will be improved.

After getting off the bus, Director Wang of the "International Health and Wellness Center" dispatched by the Sports Bureau and several employees of Lingshu Biological have been waiting for a long time. They will accompany Zhou Rui on the tour.

Zhou Rui took a quick inspection and found that the new equipment provided by Lingshu Biology and the remaining equipment from the Rio Olympics were all concentrated here. Although the renovation of the venue was not yet completed, it was enough to undertake rehabilitation treatment internally.

Along the way, Zhou Rui saw many familiar-looking athletes. Everyone recognized this Master Zhou and some came over to say hello.

When Zhou Rui was surrounded by a dozen volleyball girls, all of whom were over 1.9 meters tall, asking for his autograph, he suddenly had the idea that he should think of a way to make himself as tall as Lu Xubo, closer to 2 meters.
He only reaches other people's chests.
The staff tried three times before pulling Zhou Rui out of the volleyball pile and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou, are you okay?"

Zhou Rui smiled awkwardly: "It's okay, it's okay. Everyone is very enthusiastic. That guy is really strong. Is he from the shot put team?"

"That's Ma Long from the table tennis team."

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Regardless of their physique, the Empire Destroyer Dragon, who always looks like a "creamy boy", came over to say hello with a smile.

Captain Long shook hands solemnly with both hands: "Mr. Zhou, it's an honor to meet you."

The entire Chinese sports community owes Master Zhou a favor, not only the Sports Bureau but also all the athletes.

How many retired athletes have recovered from their injuries thanks to Master Zhou, and how many people have achieved good results thanks to the Master.

When shaking hands, it was hard for Zhou Rui not to look at the opponent's arms, as he was afraid that the ball would be broken when he smashed the ball.

Suddenly, Zhou Rui felt a little bit of prey and looked at the pool table beside him: "Shall we play two?"

The Dragon team was not surprised by this proposal. When they meet people outside the sports world, seven or eight out of ten will suggest playing with two.

I found a training racket and swung it a couple of times, and my athlete level has gradually returned to normal.

Ma Long was still playing in a relaxed manner at the beginning, basically just playing to amuse himself. It was not until Zhou Rui scored three points in a row and he kept raising his expectations that he gradually discovered that the legendary Master Zhou actually had an extremely strong level.

What level? Probably qualified to join the national team and sit on the bench for life.

Zhou Rui raised his eyebrows: "Captain Long, are you serious about fighting two?"

Ma Long became much more serious, rolling up his sleeves to reveal his muscular thighs.

It’s not because of the desire to win, but because he wants Master Zhou to “have fun”.

Zhou Rui also held his breath. When it comes to table tennis skills, he is naturally no match for Ma Long. The "athlete" level given by the system is nothing compared to this kind of full-level talent that only appears once every few decades.

Zhou Rui suddenly remembered that when synthesizing [The Pinnacle of Human Mind], the system rewarded the synthesis path for the first purple entry.

Another term is mentioned in it: [The pinnacle of the human body].

Is it possible that one of the abilities of the "Peak of Physical Body" is similar to the "Peak of Mind", which makes the upper limit of the human race's physical talent become its lower limit?

The one who jumps the highest, reacts the fastest, sleeps the best, has the strongest immunity, and has the strongest waist strength.
Back and forth, Ma Long quickly recovered three points, and Zhou Rui gradually became more serious.

If you can't win with your skills, then try using your full physical strength!
Ping-Pong..
Ma Long is releasing more and more strength.

He would like to call Mr. Zhou the strongest among all the non-team members he has met!
The ball was going faster and faster, and the people standing by the table watching the game gradually felt something was a bit outrageous.
Is Zhou Jiaozhu so good at playing table tennis? Can he play against Ma Long?

"Zha!" With a noise, Zhou Rui stopped swinging his racket.

The broken ping-pong ball did not bounce up, but rolled off the table, but it was not broken by him.

Ma Long was embarrassed and took back the racket: "Sorry, Mr. Zhou, I used too much force."

Zhou Rui also stopped clapping: "That's it."

Can't beat it, really can't beat it.

Even though he played to his best and improved his physical fitness, he was still no match for Malone, and the score had become 4:10.

The Empire Destroyer Dragon PULS version really makes it hard to see the difference. He suspected that the fourth point was given by the opponent.
After shaking hands and making peace, the other party asked for Zhou Rui's autograph, which Zhou Rui wrote in a flamboyant manner on the training racket he had just used, and then continued his tour.

I have to say that this place is not very good from the perspective of a resort, but as a sports center, it has a complete range of facilities.

Director Wang said on the way: "We have received applications from more than 1000 athletes from around the world who want to come here to participate in 'rehabilitation'. Most of them are leaders in their respective fields. Some even have entire clubs or teams applying."

Zhou Rui: "How do you arrange the international quota?"

Director Wang smiled and said, "It depends mainly on the type of project, and secondly on how close the candidate is to the candidate. After all, they represent the Chinese sports community. Some who have made rude remarks or have a bad record in the past will naturally not be approved. The overall number will be controlled within 100 people each year." The competition will be quite fierce, Zhou Rui thought.

When passing by the track and field stadium, Zhou Rui actually saw a familiar figure and waved from afar.

Liu Xiang, who was teaching a few young people, narrowed his eyes in confusion for a moment, then ran over in surprise.

"Mr. Zhou? Why are you here?"

Zhou Rui smiled and shook hands with the two-time Olympic champion, the oldest gold medalist in the hurdles, and the "Flying Man Liu Xiang" who was flying again after twelve years (spanning four Olympic Games from 04 to 16).

"Come and have a look. Are you a coach now?"

Liu Xiang was still as reserved and humble as before, but compared to the last time we met, the knot in his heart had been untied and he looked much more free and easy.

The smile has a bit more sunshine, and no longer carries the insoluble, vague bitterness.

"The bureau's intention is, one is to let me take up a sinecure in the Shanghai Sports Bureau, the other is to switch to coaching. There has been almost no progress in hurdles in the past few years. After I retire, there will be no one left."

"I thought about it and decided to use my remaining energy on the field, even if it was in the coaching booth."

Zhou Rui smiled and said, "With the 'electrode acupuncture technology', you may have the opportunity to compete again in the next Olympics. You will definitely become a legend, no matter what the result is."

Liu Xiang shook his head, revealing his big white teeth:

"Instead of spending four years betting on whether a 36-year-old 'old man' can play in the stadium, it is better to spend four years training 'newcomers' to play in the stadium. This is the essence of sports.
"One generation ends, another generation begins."

"Besides, with your 'electrode acupuncture technology', Chinese sports have entered a new chapter, and we should give 'newcomers' more opportunities."

Zhou Rui nodded slightly. This person's thoughts were more insightful than before.

"I hope that the Chinese hurdles movement will start a new and excellent chapter from you."

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Since Matsuura is too far away, although I didn’t stay in the “International Sports and Health Center” for too long, it was still evening when I returned to the city.

When he walked into the house and saw his beautiful daughter busy in the kitchen with her back to the door, Zhou Rui smiled knowingly.

Being greedy feels good for a while, and being greedy all the time will make you feel good all the time.

But when Han Zinyin and Li Wenqian turned around, Zhou Rui couldn't laugh anymore.

Both of them were wearing familiar T-shirts with a cartoon image of themselves, pointing at their collars: "Who dares to touch my people!"

Looking at the version of the image, it is actually the latest version
Zhou Rui now really hopes that he has reached the [Peak of Human Flesh], so that he can become the person who is "best at controlling his micro-expressions".
Han Ziyin's smile remained unchanged, and Li Wenqian said excitedly: "Dangdang~ How about this dress?"

The corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously, and he even stopped changing his shoes.

"Hmm, it's quite strange. Where did you find it?"

Li Wenxian straightened his T-shirt like a treasure and said, "There is an online store with a lot of this kind of clothes. Ziyin and I bought two pieces of all the versions and usually wear them as home clothes. Do you like them?"

Zhou Rui used his utmost self-control to maintain his normal tone and voice: "It's good, but did you buy too much?"

Li Wenqian shook her head: "Not many, I don't want to miss any of them. Ziyin said that the online store might infringe copyright, I'm afraid it will be out of print if I'm late."

"Ahaha, infringement is fine, I'm not going to sue them for this."

Zhou Rui subconsciously observed Han Ziyin, who was theoretically more perceptive, but still only smiled gently.

Han Ziyin: "Hurry up and change your shoes. We are waiting for the chef to start cooking."

Zhou Rui quickly did as he was told, and the matter was over.

Maybe.
As a result, when they just reached the stove, Han Ziyin suddenly asked, "How do you feel about the newcomers these days?"

A drop of non-existent cold sweat flowed down.
Although he is planning to turn "the four great joys of life" into "the four great joys of life", he is not ready to show his cards yet.
Han Ziyin then added: "Isn't it novel that Marcus' granddaughter, a foreigner, is his secretary?"

"Well, it's okay. Actually, I'm busy with my own things. I have other considerations for letting her stay with me."

Just when he was thinking whether to bring up the matter of "Compound No. 2" to change the subject, Han Ziyin said, "Will Gan Yuan have any objections? For example, will she feel that her position has been taken away or something?"

Two drops of non-existent cold sweat flowed down
"Gan Yuan has already been the CEO. How can she follow me every day?"

Han Ziyin: "That's good, newcomers have a chance, but don't forget the old ones"

Three drops of non-existent cold sweat flowed down
After washing a basket of tomatoes, Han Ziyin stuffed a cherry tomato into Zhou Rui's mouth.
"We both like this T-shirt, but the issue of portrait rights can be big or small. Don't let it be used for anything weird. Or it's already a bit weird. I searched and found out that the e-commerce company behind it is called 'Meixun', and it's quite large."

Zhou Rui was sweating profusely.

(End of this chapter)