Black Book

Chapter 47: Cultivate both inside and outside
"This is the sign-in point. The Yanhuang Arsenal is also in the same building. Go in by yourself. I won't accompany you."

An Rong led Zhu Haomiao to a hidden building in the International Settlement, patted him on the shoulder and said goodbye at the door.

Looking at his graceful back as he left, Zhu Haomiao felt a kind of heroism and unrestrainedness that was inconsistent with the other person's age, which belonged to a man of the world.

Just like his companions, they drank and chatted happily when they got together, and went their separate ways without any reluctance after the party.

But Zhu Haomiao had a feeling that if something happened to one of them, the others would definitely risk their lives to help...

Watching An Rong disappear at the end of his sight with envy, Zhu Haomiao turned and walked into the building gate. When he stepped over the threshold, he felt an invisible tough film blocking him, but it quietly dissipated the moment the dragon emblem touched it.

As soon as he stepped into the building, Zhu Haomiao saw a young man playing with a tablet computer that was completely out of date.

The two men met eyes, and then their gazes crossed and fell on the dragon emblem on each other's chest.

"Hey, come sign in? Come on, come on!"

Seeing the black iron color on Zhu Haomiao's chest, the young man was obviously stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted and waved to the boy enthusiastically.

Zhu Haomiao glanced at the tablet in the other's hand, blinked, and walked up to him.

"Hello, please sign me in."

"Wait a minute, let me see, is it Mr. Zhu?"

After taking a close look at the dragon emblem on Zhu Haomiao's chest, the young man picked up the tablet and brought it close to it, emitting a crisp prompt tone.

"How do you know my last name is Zhu?"

An Rong knew it, his companions knew it, and now even this young man he met for the first time knew it!
Hearing this nonsensical question, the young man pointed to the mysterious seal characters on the dragon emblem on his chest with a smile.

"It's written there, Zhu."

“Is this a red character?”

Zhu Haomiao curled the corner of his mouth and looked down at his dragon emblem carefully, but he could not see any connection between it and the word "Zhu".

So this thing is like a name badge, with each person's last name on it?
Then I not only need to learn [Supernatural Heraldry], but also seal script?
Why not use simplified Chinese characters?
As if noting the boy's confusion, the young man explained with a smile.

"Seal script is an ancient sacrificial inscription that communicates between heaven and earth. It itself carries a certain symbolism and supernatural power. Using it to engrave the dragon emblem can maximize its power."

I see……

Zhu Haomiao nodded. Not long after, the young man retrieved the information and suddenly couldn't help but smile.

"Zhu Haomiao? From Yangchao? Then you are my junior!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Haomiao greeted politely.

"Hello, senior brother."

"Hello, Junior Brother. Um...your name...the five elements lack water..."

This was not the first time someone had made fun of his name. Zhu Haomiao sighed helplessly.

"It's a bit water-scarce..."

Seeing that the boy was not in the mood to chat, the young man quickly brought the topic back on track.

"Okay, your first stage competition goal has been completed. From now on, you can move freely. Just pay attention to the second stage competition schedule notification."

Feeling that he had nothing to do in an instant, Zhu Haomiao pondered for a moment and looked at the young man with clear eyes.

"Brother, what is your name?"

"No need for your surname to be Wang."

"Brother Wang, I heard that the [Yanhuang Arsenal] can be consumed in advance."

"Of course, the Yanhuang Arsenal itself provides logistics for every Chinese transcendent and helps them gain a foothold in the Fantasy Realm as quickly as possible."

"According to your authority, the interest-free [Virtual Points] limit is 10 points, and the interest-bearing limit is 100 points."

"With interest? How much is the interest?"

“3% annualized.”

"Real years?" Senior Brother Wang rolled his eyes at him without disguising: "Imitative years."

Zhu Haomiao smiled awkwardly and dispelled all the bold ideas in his mind.

"Go sit in the reception room next door. I'll go call the people from the Yanhuang Arsenal to come down."

Seeing that this was a newbie who had entered the Fantasy Realm for the first time, Senior Brother Wang settled Zhu Haomiao down, went upstairs alone, pushed open the door of a room, and saw a few young men and women of about his age sitting sparsely inside.

"A newbie who knows nothing has come. Who of you is going to entertain him?"

"Rookie? Now besides civil servants, only contestants of the Ascension Tournament can come in? Where did the rookie come from?"

A few young men and women who had nothing to do looked at each other and asked curiously.

Hearing this, Senior Brother Wang shrugged helplessly: "How should I know? Here comes a Black Iron player who has no common sense at all. You should go and explain it to him in detail."

Hearing this, a low-key young man sitting in the corner raised his eyes and slowly stood up.

"Black Iron? No common sense, are you sure?"

After hearing his words, the originally noisy office suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at him at the same time.

For some reason, this caught the attention of the person in charge. Senior Brother Wang hesitated for a moment and nodded solemnly.

"I am sure."

"Then don't worry about it. I will go and receive him personally."

After saying that, the young man took the tablet from Senior Brother Wang and walked straight out of the office, leaving a group of people looking at each other in bewilderment.

"What's going on? Director Feng actually went to entertain people in person?"

"I don't know. I haven't heard of any big shots coming recently."

"Could it be that some second generation came here to gild himself?"

"With Director Feng's arrogance, what second-generation person would he condescend to welcome?"

………………

In the reception room downstairs, Zhu Haomiao didn't have to wait long before a tall figure pushed the door open and walked in.

"Hello, I am Feng Zhaobai, the person in charge of the Yanhuang Arsenal in this plane."

Looking at the noble and elegant purple-gold dragon emblem on the other person's chest, Zhu Haomiao politely shook hands with him and greeted him.

"Hello, I'm Zhu Haomiao."

"Student Zhu, I heard that you want to overdraw your contribution points?"

"Yes, this is my first time entering the Fantasy Realm, and I want to strengthen myself as quickly as possible."

"So do you have an idea of ​​your own path? Martial arts or magic?"

"Martial arts."

"So should I focus on the outside or the inside? Or should I focus on both the inside and the outside?"

"Well... cultivate both the inside and the outside..."

Hearing this, Feng Zhaobai, who was writing and drawing on his tablet, looked up at him.

"For most people who enter the Fantasy Realm for the first time, I would advise them to focus on one direction. However, since it is Mr. Zhu, there should be no problem..."

He seemed to sense that Feng Zhaobai had something else in mind, but before Zhu Haomiao could figure it out, he continued.

"Then I recommend that you choose [Hard Qigong] for external skills and [Great Toad Qi] for internal skills. These two skills are moderate and peaceful, and have strong universality. When you ascend to the heavenly level later, you can also seamlessly connect to the higher-level skills."

"Hard Qigong? Great Toad Qi?"

Zhu Haomiao frowned. Why did this martial art sound like a common one? Wasn't there any unique martial art that was a little more powerful and cool?
For example, [Nine Yang Magic Skill], [Three-part Return to Origin Qi], etc...

(End of this chapter)