It was six o 'clock in the evening. The dojo welcomed the peak hour of the day. The people of Green Tarn Town who were off work came to practice.
However, it was time for Hu Qi to get off work. After a busy day, he had already tidied up his desk and was preparing to leave with his handbag. Who would have thought that Du Yue would run in in a panic: "Manager Hu, it's not good. Your newly recruited sparring partner, Ding Meng, I don't know how they practiced in the afternoon, but he injured Miss Qu."
"What?" Hu Qi's head buzzed and he was stunned. "Did I hear wrongly? Say it again."
Du Yue said: "It's true. He injured her quite badly. Miss Qu is being treated in the infirmary."
Hu Qi put down his handbag without saying anything and rushed out. In the center of the infirmary on the second floor, a beautiful white medical cabin was slowly closing its protective cover. Qu Xiaoqing, with disheveled hair and a swollen face, was lying inside receiving treatment.
This high-end "Angel III" civilian medical cabin was not comparable to the V-shaped medical cabins in Hei Jin Base. As soon as the person lay inside, the hologram beside it immediately showed the exact information:
Target's condition: Weakness 35.78%
Target symptoms: 2 bruises on the face, 4 shock injuries on the shoulder, 4 shock injuries on the waist, 22% degree of fracture of the right wrist, 2 broken ribs, 57% degree of injury …
Looking at the rows of data, Hu Qi was completely dumbfounded. Then, he was unable to restrain his anger: "Ding Meng, what's wrong with you?"
Ding Meng helplessly said: "Miss Qu was very engrossed in her practice today, so …"
"You bastard." Hu Qi was furious, "Didn't I tell you before?
Our dojo's customers are supreme. How could you injure Miss Qu?
She's a supreme member of our dojo. "
Ding Meng did not speak. He thought to himself, I didn't want it to be like this. She used all her energy to attack me, but I was already holding back. If I really used all my energy, her current situation would be even worse.
However, now was not the time to argue with each other. Seven or eight pure and bright rays of light descended from the top of the medical cabin. They scanned Qu Xiaoqing's body back and forth at an extremely fast speed. In just ten seconds, Qu Xiaoqing opened her eyes. At this time, even the bruises on her face had disappeared. It was enough to show the efficiency of this high-end instrument.
"Miss Qu, how are you feeling?" Du Yue quickly went up to her.
"I'm fine."
Young Mistress Qu sat up and scanned her surroundings. Hu Qi and Du Yue were anxious, but Ding Meng was very calm. He stood there quietly, no different from before.
This time, Qu Xiaoqing was truly convinced. She had been fighting with Ding Meng for almost four hours, and no matter how hard she tried, she could not hurt him. In the end, she could barely hit Ding Meng a few times with all her strength. Ding Meng was fine, but she was not. This was because her opponent used her "Nine Forms of Swallow Attack" to beat her up so badly that she could not take care of herself.
Speaking of the same martial arts technique, the effects of different levels of strength would be completely different. When she hit Ding Meng, it was like she was scratching an itch, but when Ding Meng hit her, it was as easy and pleasant as cutting wheat.
"Ding Meng is not bad." Qu Xiaoqing returned to her usual cold and indifferent expression.
She really admired Ding Meng. He was so poor, but he had such a high cultivation level. It was worth learning from him. In the future, if her conditions were good, she would definitely be able to become a "Warrior".
However, Hu Qi and Du Yue did not think so. It was obvious that she was dissatisfied with Ding Meng's excessive behavior.
Therefore, after Young Mistress Qu left the dojo, Hu Qi glared at Ding Meng fiercely and said, "Come to my office."
This was Ding Meng's second day at the dojo, and it was just like yesterday. Hu Qi sat on the chair and looked at Ding Meng with a strange expression. "Big brother, I really have to call you big brother. Do you know who Young Mistress Qu is?"
Ding Meng was even more confused. "Manager Hu, didn't you say that Young Mistress Qu is from the Qu Family in Autumn Pool City?"
Hu Qi said, "I did say that, but I forgot to tell you that Anvil Corporation is the Qu Family's property. Everything we eat and use is produced by them."
"Oh." Ding Meng still did not have much of a reaction.
Seeing his cold expression, Hu Qi became angry. "Our dojo can't afford to offend such a big shot."
Ding Meng said, "So what?"
"So what?"
Hu Qi was even more dissatisfied with his tone. He immediately put on a serious expression. "Big brother, oh no, Mr. Ting, according to the rules of our dojo, starting tomorrow, you don't have to work here anymore."
It was obvious that he was going to fire him. However, Ding Meng still did not have much of a reaction. "Then … you should at least give me my salary today, right?"
"Of course we have to distribute it."
Hu Qi's expression eased a lot, but he was still curious. Logically speaking, it was normal for a sparring partner to be fired. Most sparring partners would argue or argue, but Ding Meng was unusually calm, as if he did not care at all.
Little Rascal was dissatisfied. "Hey, hey, hey, this is too unfair. He wants to fire you?
Ding Meng, aren't you going to fight back? "
Ding Meng did not care. "Why should I fight back?"
Little Rascal was anxious. "You should at least fight to stay here, right?"
Ding Meng said, "As long as I get paid, what does it matter if I stay or not?"
"You!"
Little Rascal was speechless. She had forgotten that Ding Meng had no concept of work, pay, or planning other than looking for money and cultivating.
"You're just a barbarian," Little Rascal said angrily.
Little Rascal huffed. "Great, now you've lost your job, and you don't like to look at beautiful women. Don't even think about touching that pumpkin butt in the future."
Ding Meng was also speechless. "I don't know what's so good about touching a pumpkin butt. Do you even like the place where you poop?"
"I …" Little Rascal was completely defeated by Ding Meng's unorthodox way of thinking.
On the screen in the finance office, the earnings from the afternoon practice were quickly listed:
Time: 3 hours and 53 minutes. Appearance fee: 192. Membership fee: 340. Additional service fee: 5000.
Total remuneration: 5532.
At first glance, the salary was no different from yesterday's. The only difference was that the tip was ten times higher.
This time, not only was Hu Qi dumbfounded, but even Ding Meng was dumbfounded. "Did you guys make a mistake?"
Hu Qi was puzzled. "How could we make a mistake?
How could the photon processor make a mistake? "
Poverty still limited Ding Meng's imagination. 5000 tokens! This was practically money for free, casually giving it away. Miss Qu was really generous.
Of course, she was generous. Qu Xiaoqing was quite satisfied with Ding Meng as her sparring partner. For her, it was really too difficult to find a suitable and stronger sparring partner in the realm of origin ability users. It was only because she had seen Ding Meng sleeping on a bench in the park during the day that she did not want Ding Meng to be burdened financially. Thus, she gave him a bit more tips. She hoped that Ding Meng would be in good condition tomorrow and continue sparring with her. At this rate, she felt that she would soon break through.