[Martial Arts] Infinite Chamber Game

The new day starts with roll call.

At 8:10, everyone gathered at the door of Building K. Chu Liuxiang held the roster that he had just copied last night in his hand. He cleared his throat and looked at the missing limbs on it, with a row of ranking words running horizontally from right to left. He was confused and asked tentatively, "... Zhang? Si Rui."

He pronounced an ordinary name in a strange way. The third brother took a step forward and shouted, "Here!"

It seems that the character is indeed pronounced "Zhang". Chu Liuxiang looked down: "Bai Xiaobai."

Little White Flower took a step forward and shrilled, "Here!"

"Wu Peiqi."

Xiao Wu jumped on the spot, holding his hands high: "Here!"

"Zhang Yangyan."

"To!"

……

Every time a name was called, that person would always attract everyone's attention, and everyone was eager to get to know each other. But calling the names was always a boring thing, especially when calling the names of more than a hundred people. The crowd began to chat quietly, and later, the chats became louder and louder. If the people after the 70th did not shout "Here" at the top of their lungs, no one would hear them. Some people even squeezed out of the crowd and stood in front of Chu Liuxiang so that he could recognize them - this way of getting to know each other was really unique. Chu Liuxiang wanted to laugh, but seeing that everyone was very serious, he barely held it back.

After calling out the names, it was almost half past nine. The third brother looked at his watch and waved to the crowd: "If you are a real man, follow me. Lao Wang, go and drive out that modified truck. We will empty that broken Sam's today. Damn it, he wants to collect money before entering the door. I have been annoyed with him for a long time. We all picked up weapons. Whoever dares to stand at the door to collect money today will have his head blown!"

At the command, the crowd became excited and picked up their best weapons, yelling and preparing to rob the supermarket, just like a group of bandits.

The third brother had a machete on his waist, a spring knife in his trouser pocket, and a big pointed hammer tied to his trouser leg. He patted his thick jacket with satisfaction, and patted Chu Liuxiang on the shoulder: "The women at home are in your hands. You can arrange them and train them more, but you also have to take good care of your injuries and don't get tired."

Chu Liuxiang also patted his third brother on the shoulder: "Go early and come back early, be careful on the road."

"Do not worry!"

After the third brother took all the men away, Chu Liuxiang first sent eight people, two people in a group, to stand guard outside. He followed the third brother's example and put the walkie-talkie in his jacket pocket so that he could get timely information about the situation outside.

Everyone else went to the basement where the meeting was held last night.

start training.

If one wants to learn martial arts, one must first overcome the two tests of physical strength and power. In the first year that Chu Liuxiang started learning martial arts, he suffered greatly in these two aspects. In the severe cold of the nineteenth century, he wore thin clothes, stood in a horse stance and pounded a sandbag. He had to work himself into a sweat, otherwise he would freeze to death and no one would care.

Lin Shiyin felt much more relaxed when practicing martial arts. She usually practiced with Li Xunhuan. If Li Xunhuan practiced for an hour, she would practice for an incense stick. The content of the training was basically the same: standing in horse stance to stabilize the lower body, lifting weights to practice strength, boxing to practice hand speed, and getting beaten to practice reaction. No martial arts can avoid these most basic trainings.

Chu Liuxiang had seen his third brother occasionally doing push-ups and sit-ups, and his eyes lit up. The movements were simple, but they were the simplest and most effective way to train arm strength and waist and abdominal strength. They were also very good for training endurance.

Of course, this is the first day for these girls to practice martial arts, so the training content should be simple, and it would be best if everyone can complete it easily, so as not to dampen their enthusiasm. In the words of Third Brother, this is called target-oriented training.

Chu Liuxiang thought so and demonstrated push-ups and sit-ups to Lin Shiyin. After that, he asked her, "How many of these two can you do in one breath? I mean, what is the minimum number you can do?"

Lin Shiyin thought for a moment and said, "The former can do about 150, and the latter can do about 200 if you work harder." As she spoke, she looked a little ashamed and said, "I'm sorry that I didn't practice basic skills well."

Chu Liuxiang laughed: "How could that be?" He had an idea in mind and set a small goal.

"Fifty push-ups, a hundred sit-ups."

Warm-up exercises really shouldn't be too difficult.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, there was a continuous cry of pain in the field, which stunned Chu Liuxiang. Not to mention Chu Liuxiang, even Lin Shiyin, who always thought of herself as weak, was a little stunned.

"Fifty push-ups? Are you so perverted right from the start?"

"What? Doing a hundred sit-ups in a row? I was dreaming about the physical test in college. At my peak, I could only do fifty. Sorry, I can only do sit-ups now. I can't do sit-ups."

"Brother Xiang, don't be so cruel right away. Can you teach us some tricks to defend ourselves?"

There were also some who refused to admit defeat. Thinking about their own tragic experiences, they listened to Chu Liuxiang's arrangements and without saying a word, they lay on the ground, supported themselves with their hands, and slowly pressed their bodies down. Paji.

Sit-ups are a little better. Bend your legs, hold your head with your hands, twist your waist and lift it up with all your strength. Lift it up, and then click.

The one with the best performance was a girl of medium build. She did 22 push-ups in one breath. After she was done, she lay down and didn't move at all. Her hands were as soft as noodles.

This is not surprising. Most of these women are white-collar workers. Their daily activities are limited to the company, supermarket and home. The bus is just a few steps away and there are elevators everywhere. They sit in the company all day long. Some of them feel dizzy when they stand up after squatting down to tie their shoelaces. After the apocalypse, they hide at home until they are discovered by the gang of criminals. They are imprisoned and jailed. It would be strange if they can still be physically strong.

"I can't do it anymore. I got a stitch in the side." "What? I only did six? You must have counted wrong. Help me. I feel like my arms aren't my own anymore."

"Let the zombies eat me. I really can't do anything."

"Well, it's almost noon, how about I go get something to eat?"

"Brother Chu, I suddenly have a stomachache, and I think my period is coming."

When these people heard that Chu Liuxiang was willing to teach them martial arts, they were so happy. They all said that they would practice hard and would never let this opportunity down. Once they had learned the skills, they would be able to protect themselves. Others were not as good as they were. Once they had acquired all the skills, who would dare to bully them again?

But when the training really started, everyone was in so much pain that they felt like they were going to die, and some even began to miss the days when they were imprisoned.

No matter how much they complained or how much they complained, no one really gave up. At most, they just procrastinated there. Even if they shouted a thousand times, "I don't want to practice anymore!", they still held themselves up with their hands, exercising the strength of their arms again and again, trying to chop the zombie's head into pieces with one blow.

Chu Liuxiang saw all of this. To be honest, if it wasn't such a doomsday, if there were fewer zombies in the city, he would never have the heart to let a girl suffer like this.

Learning anything is bound to involve some suffering, especially learning martial arts. Even a genius will inevitably go through some torture and pain when practicing basic skills.

People gradually transform and grow in pain.

Time passed slowly, and it was already afternoon. Finally, a slender hand was raised tremblingly: "Teacher! I'm done!"

Her voice was desolate and tragic, yet proud, like the first elementary school student to finish her class assignment. Unfortunately, she fainted after she finished speaking.

Chu Liuxiang hurried over to check on the person. There was nothing serious wrong with him, he was just exhausted from the intense exercise and he just needed to rest for a while.

Lin Shiyin stayed by her side and fed her some water. Seeing her swallowing with difficulty, Lin Shiyin couldn't help but sigh lightly, gently brushed the broken hair on her temples, and murmured: "Why are you doing this?"

Chu Liuxiang asked: "Do you recognize her?"

Lin Shiyin said, "Well, her husband and son were killed. She had killed two of her enemies, one died on the spot, and the other was seriously injured and could not be saved. I think the reason why she fought so hard was probably because she wanted to kill all her enemies."

Chu Liuxiang paused and said, "Please comfort her when you have time. The dead are gone. It is meaningless to be obsessed with revenge. It will only bring endless pain to the living."

Lin Shiyin nodded slightly: "I understand, I will comfort her."

"And..." Chu Liuxiang's voice became a little unnatural. He looked at Lin Shiyin, but when Lin Shiyin looked at him, their eyes met and they both looked away involuntarily.

Chu Liuxiang touched his nose and said, "I have heard about what happened yesterday from my third brother. Thank you for your hard work."

Lin Shiyin bowed her head and said, "There's no need to be so polite between you and me."

As he was speaking, the intercom hanging on Chu Liuxiang's chest rang.

"Boss, Beiyimen! Third brother and his friends are back! They brought back a lot of things!"

The voice was not small, and people gathered around in twos and threes, waiting for Chu Liuxiang to speak.

Chu Liuxiang never disappoints anyone.

"Come on, everyone, go unload the cargo!"

A burst of cheers.

Third brother and his friends brought back so many things that the huge truck was filled to the brim. Behind it followed a long row of cars, each of which was also full. At the very end of the truck, there was even a tanker truck that we had never seen before.

The third brother walked in the front, and waved at Chu Liuxiang with a smile from a distance: "We brought back a lot of food and daily necessities! If we save them, it won't be a problem to use them for half a year. The most important thing is, look who I brought back!"

Before he finished speaking, a young girl rushed out from the side of the third brother, ran straight to Chu Liuxiang, threw herself into his arms, and even cried in her voice: "Brother Chu! I finally see you, I thought I would never see you again!"

Chu Liuxiang was also happy when he saw the person coming, and it was Guan Minghui!
"You guys actually ran into each other! Are you okay? What about the others? Are they okay?"

Guan Minghui cried even louder, "Oh no! Brother Chu, we are not doing well! Why didn't you come to pick us up earlier? Xinxin was bitten by a zombie, and Brother Zhang couldn't stand the shock. He had already run out, but when he saw Xinxin being bitten, he...he...and Sister Jun, she had a miscarriage. I ran into them when I came out to find medicine for her. I came out with Uncle Dong and the others, and we got separated. I don't know how they are doing. What should I do!"

These words made Chu Liuxiang feel cold in his heart.

(End of this chapter)