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Chapter 142 Learning Equipment

After all this trouble, He Daqi almost understood the conflict between system skills and reality.

This slow knife technique is definitely not suitable for performance on stage. Not only does it look ugly, it also looks a bit weird.

But, the most important thing is but!

If I don't learn these unrealistic skills in the simulation training space and only learn the common routines, can I get through this time-sensitive task?
He Daqi thought for a moment, then looked up and asked Qin Long, "Brother Long, what martial arts are you learning?"

"It's not really martial arts. I only learned the basics of punches and kicks, and I'm good at chopping and palm strikes." Qin Long said humbly, waving his hand.

Wow! You and Han Chen are from the same school!

He Daqi clicked his tongue.

Qin Long looked at He Daqi and asked with some confusion, "What's wrong, Daqi? Is there something wrong with the Pi Gua Zhang? I see you're suddenly so interested in this, are you going to use it for filming?"

"That's about right. I need to go on stage and put on some show."

"Well... then you can learn a few moves from Ah Hu. He practices Bajiquan, which looks better when fighting. But... it's better for you to learn the performance-oriented ones. What we practice doesn't look good on stage." Qin Long gestured to his younger brother and said.

"You two brothers practice differently?"

Qin Hu scratched his head and explained awkwardly, "The old man who taught us was already old. Seeing that we were slow learners, he let each of us learn a set of moves. He said that after we became proficient in the moves, we could learn from each other and combine them. Unfortunately, we still haven't learned how to combine them."

"Brother Tiger, can you show me your skills?"

"can."

Qin Hu stretched his muscles, then saluted with a fist, and with a fierce look in his eyes, he performed a set of Baji small frame for He Daqi, fighting with great vigor and power.

He Daqi was instantly disappointed. It was not suitable.

He didn't hide it, so the Dragon and Tiger brothers noticed his frown.

"It's not suitable, right?" Qin Hu put away his boxing stance, chuckled, and asked.

"Yes, if I want to stand out, which type of boxing should I learn? I don't have much time, so it's best to decide quickly and then find someone to teach me." He Daqi asked.

"Learn the equipment!" the Dragon and Tiger brothers said in unison.

Then the two brothers looked at each other, and Qin Long began to explain to He Daqi the whole story: "The eighth-level spear and six-combination staff that the martial arts school is teaching now are very suitable. Before the New Year, our security company was recruiting people, and those who came for interviews from the martial arts school were all good at performing these beautiful routines."

"Okay, Brother Long, please take me back to the courtyard. I'll go back and contact someone to learn from them."

Qin Long was a little confused. He thought He Daqi would ask him to call a few martial arts school graduates from the security company to teach him a few moves, but he didn't expect He Daqi to directly find someone else.

He didn't ask any questions, nodded, and went out to start the nanny car.

Twenty minutes later, He Daqi entered the courtyard wearing a mask and sunglasses.

"Da Qi, why are you back so late? Is your friend still drunk?" The old lady looked at the time and asked casually.

"Well, he got up with a headache, and I've been taking care of him until now."

"Don't drink so much when you go out. You'll just make a fool of yourself and be laughed at. Have you eaten? I'll make you something?" the old lady asked after giving her instructions.

"Don't bother. I've already eaten outside. I didn't sleep well last night. I'm going to go back to my room and take a nap. If I don't get up at night, don't call me. I have some bread in my room. If you get hungry in the middle of the night, you can have some."

"There are preservatives in them. It's not good to eat too much..." The old lady began to promote her health philosophy.

He Daqi nodded cheerfully, then returned to his room, laid down on the kang, closed his eyes, and entered the simulated training space.

Will it work? It only takes one hour. His physical fitness has now reached 20 points, and the simulated time flow rate can be adjusted to one hour per year.

However, he still got used to one hour a month. He felt that he stayed in the simulation training space for too long and the flow of time was adjusted too fast. He would feel a little dazed when he woke up. The original speed was more appropriate.

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When I opened my eyes, I saw the police dormitory.

He Daqi got up, washed up, put on his police uniform, and took out his cell phone to call the female police officer in the group: "Sumin, please bring me three pineapple buns and a can of milk later. Any milk is fine. I don't mind the variety."

The female police officer was well-informed and tough: "Sir Liu, eating too much sweets is bad for your health. Three pineapple buns, be careful, your pee will be sweet."

"Isn't that a bargain for you?"

"Go and have your spring and autumn dreams!"

He Daqi hung up the phone happily, went out, got on his motorcycle and rode to the West Kowloon Police Station.

This world has been around for ten years. He is now a team leader of the West Kowloon Serious Crime Squad, with seven people under him, including himself, making eight in total.

There is one bad thing about the achievement "Crime Buster", that is, cases like petty theft do not accumulate achievement points, so He Daqi has never been able to solve it. In addition, in order to make merit and climb up the ladder, he always rushes to the front regardless of his life, so those who are unlucky have to re-simulate several times.

The reason he was able to simulate for ten years this time was simply because he realized that slow is fast, and his main purpose was to maintain his health.

Those who joined the police force at the same time as him and were promoted quickly have become chief inspectors and are about to be promoted to superintendents, but he was promoted from trainee inspector to inspector just last year.

"Good morning, Sir Liu."

"morning."

He Daqi smiled and nodded to everyone as he walked into his office. After a while, a female police officer in her thirties came in with a paper bag in her hand and knocked on the door.

"Here, pineapple buns and milk."

"Thank you for your hard work, Sumin. Go and inform them. There's no need to rush with the new case. I see that several of them have dark circles under their eyes. Solving a case sometimes depends on luck, not impatience."

"Do you think everyone is as slow as you? Come on, it's a new era and everyone is anxious to make merit and get promoted." The female police officer rolled her eyes and walked out again.

He Daqi picked up the newspaper and ate a pineapple bun while reading the news. After he finished eating and saw that it was almost time, he opened the door and walked out.

"I have an important informant contacting me urgently. If anyone has any urgent matters, please call me."

"Got it..." The team members responded as if nothing had happened.

He Daqi got on his motorcycle and prepared to visit each martial arts school's enrollment address according to what he had just seen in the newspaper.

He wandered around until evening before he found a suitable one.

"Do you want to learn the Baji spear or the Liuhe stick?" the white-haired old man looked He Daqi up and down and asked.

When He Daqi saw the old man's posture, he was overjoyed. He went to other martial arts schools to ask, but people just shook their heads and said that they either taught boxing or southern stick techniques, and no one taught Baji spear or Liuhe stick.

"Yes, old man, as you can see, I'm a policeman. I'm mainly here to show off my skills during the police competition. I just want to learn some fancy tricks."

(End of this chapter)