After the darkness!

"Can't you offer a discount? Or, how about I audit one class first?"

"In a club called Hurricane Fight Club," Lin Yijue said earnestly.

The receptionist was a blonde woman dressed in yoga-style clothing that accentuated her figure.

The woman smiled slightly, took a towel and wiped the glass in front of her. "I'm sorry, young man, we are a members-only club. Our instructors are all certified martial artists. If you want to learn here, you first need to become a member, which means paying for thirty lessons."

As for attending the hearing, there are no such activities scheduled for the time being. She shook her head helplessly, breathed on the glass, and continued wiping it.

There's a row of coffee machines behind the counter, so it seems like this place also serves as a coffee shop.

Lin Yijue glanced at the other person, then looked away and turned to scan the entire club.

This club was the most cost-effective among the clubs he had selected in advance. The environment was also good. It occupied one floor and, at a glance, was about 2,000 square meters.

The walls are covered with posters of muscular fighters holding trophies and standing on the podium.

On the innermost wall, there is an oil painting that stretches across the entire wall. It depicts a hunting battle in the wilderness, with a silver-haired man in black armor wielding an axe and hacking at a giant silver wolf with two heads.

The giant wolf was enormous, almost as tall as three people, but the man pinned it down.

Blood and limbs were scattered everywhere.

The oil painting is very well done; it's clearly the work of a master. Just looking at it makes you hold your breath.

Many people in the club were practicing, swinging their fists and smashing sandbags against their heads.

Further away was a fighting arena, which was now surrounded by people.

Two shirtless boxers could be vaguely seen grappling together, their panting and shouts rising and falling.

"Is this a real battle?" Lin Yijue's heart was pounding, somewhat infected by the atmosphere.

The woman in front of him looked up. "Yes, our club has sparring every day. How can you really learn anything by just practicing against a punching bag? That's one of the unique features of our club."

Little brother, I can tell you without exaggeration that many of our members are able to go straight into competitions after graduation, and even easily pass the practical combat stage of martial arts assessments. It's definitely great value for money.

"Let's go straight to the match..." Lin Yijue muttered to himself.

"Yes." The woman noticed his movement, a glint of shrewdness flashing in her eyes, and she also stopped what she was doing. "The coaches here are all experts. As long as you practice diligently, you'll definitely be able to compete right away!"

Lin Yijue was indeed a little hesitant. Apart from being a bit expensive, this club met his requirements in every other way.

"Can you make it cheaper? I'm a student, you know, I don't have much money on me." He was still trying to bargain.

The woman didn't say anything more, but just smiled and shook her head.

A few minutes later.

Lin Yijue came out of the club.

I turned around and glanced at the club's gleaming "Hurricane" logo behind me.

He has already made efforts, even suggesting mortgaging his student ID to apply for a loan.

But it still didn't work.

According to the woman, their shop is very legitimate and doesn't do these kinds of things.

"We're still short five thousand yuan."

Lin Yijue was somewhat irritated.

With only 200 yuan for living expenses a week, it's too difficult for a student to save up 5,000 yuan.

He walked down the street, occasionally kicking at the pebbles on the road.

He had no classes in the afternoon, so he had plenty of time and didn't plan to take the bus back.

"We need to think of something to do."

Actually, his mindset is much better than when he first came into this world.

After all, he had just woken up and knew nothing. Coupled with an uncertain future and no relatives or friends around him, he naturally felt lost and helpless.

Now he has become somewhat familiar with his parents and relatives, and he has also adapted to and accepted some of the original owner's classmates and friends, in addition to the existence of the talent tree.

He was confident that even if he didn't get into university and went to work in a rural area, he could still do very well through his own efforts.

Just when everything was getting better, he suddenly developed a strange illness.

"Is that really an illness?"

"What illness do I have? No, I don't have any illness at all."

His attention returned to himself.

He didn't practice the "Eighteen Forms" or any boxing today, so he felt great.

Compared to when I first started traversing, my body is much stronger. The most obvious sign is that I can feel the muscles in my back and chest just by walking.

This doesn't look like someone is sick at all.

"As long as you don't practice martial arts, as long as you don't practice the 'Eighteen Forms,' you're a normal person."

What a joke!

This is the end times. Don't be fooled by the peaceful scene inside the high walls, which seems no different from the previous life. There are people carrying heavy burdens on their shoulders.

The city of Rongdu is surrounded by more than a dozen focal points, with three concentric rings of high walls. The lives of the people there are vastly different from his.

Moreover, he had a vague feeling that this peaceful life here might not last long.

We need to find a way.

As he walked, he was lost in thought. Before he knew it, when he turned around, he had already walked out of the original street.

The surrounding area was an unfamiliar street, seemingly a vegetable market street, with trucks carrying algae and vegetables everywhere.

Further ahead is a farmers' market with fixed stalls.

Four shops in front of the market had been combined to form a billiards hall, where many young people dressed in a frivolous manner gathered around the billiards table, occasionally cheering loudly.

Lin Yijue withdrew his gaze, turned the corner, and walked in another direction.

After walking a few steps, I saw a steamed bun shop and stopped.

I rushed over as soon as get out of class ended and was busy for almost two hours without eating. I didn't realize it at first, but now that I've come to my senses and smelled the aroma of the steamed buns, I suddenly feel a bit hungry.

Vegetable buns cost 1.5 yuan each, and meat buns cost 2.5 yuan each. The buns are quite large, almost as big as an adult's fist.

Lin Yijue ordered four steamed buns, two vegetarian and two meat.

After he started practicing the "Eighteen Forms", his appetite was unknowingly stimulated.

"Sir, would you like to see a flyer?" Just as I stepped outside, a little girl wearing a hat approached, holding a bag of flyers in her hands. She asked timidly.

"No need to thank me," Lin Yijue said reflexively.

"Fine, give me one." He thought for a moment, then looked at the other person who looked no more than eleven or twelve years old, and softened, reaching out his hand to the other person.

"Thank you." The girl's eyes lit up as she handed over a bill.

"It's only one yuan." Just as Lin Yijue took the flyer, the girl added.

"What, you want money too?" Lin Yijue was dumbfounded.

"Yes, this flyer can be used as a coupon, worth five hundred yuan," the girl said innocently.

Lin Yijue shook the flyer, and sure enough, a huge number '500' came into view.

The specific content is as follows.

Grand Opening Specials at Yun Sheng Fighting Club!

This was followed by smaller print: "Masterful guidance for advanced martial artists, 30 years of dedicated training, 7-day no-questions-asked money-back guarantee, full refund if not satisfied," and "Don't miss out!"

He was very familiar with similar rhetoric.

The price was also listed on it, which made it seem even more outrageous.

Shocking price! 😐

His expression became somewhat subtle regarding this marketing tactic.

Compared to the Hurricane Club he had just visited, it was a whole level lower in terms of sophistication.

only……

Only four digits?

"Does brother want more?" At this moment, the girl next to him interrupted Lin Yijue's thoughts.

"Yes." He thought for a moment, then took out a one-yuan coin from his pocket and handed it over.

Although it's somewhat unreliable, it's enough if it can provide professional training methods, considering the low price.

After all, as long as a way to accumulate energy points can be found, the problem of "strange disease" can be solved.

Even if it doesn't work out, isn't there still a seven-day no-reason period?

Of course, whether or not he will sign up is not certain; he still needs to go and investigate in person.

This club is not far from where Lin Yijue is located; it is still in Hongpailou.

*

Soon, in less than ten minutes, he found the target he was looking for.

He finally understood why this shop wasn't in the information he had gathered.

"Is this a grand opening sale? So the low prices are to attract customers and boost traffic?"

Lin Yijue stood by the street, looking at the four connected shops in front of him, his gaze lingering on their shiny signboards.

The sign above reads: Yunsheng Fighting Club.

A wide red carpet was laid out in front of the club, with various baskets placed on both sides of the carpet.

Near the entrance, there was a row of golden eggs, suggesting that there was an event to knock them down.

Such a grand spectacle transformed what was once a relatively quiet street into an exceptionally lively place today.

At this moment, the shops in front were surrounded by people, mostly adults with children. Some were asking questions, some were being led into the shops, some were paying money, and some were smashing golden eggs.

Lin Yijue glanced down at the flyer in his hand, tightened his grip on his backpack, held onto the money inside, and headed towards the club.

As soon as I approached and stood in front of her, a girl in a suit came up to me.

"Little brother, are you here to register? There are some great deals today, don't miss out! Let me show you around. Even if you don't register, there are plenty of prizes to be won. They're free." She said, taking two black plastic bags out of her bag and stuffing them into his hands.

Samyang brand nutritional blue-green algae powder provides the body with all the proteins it needs!

The packaging also prominently displays a "Suggested Retail Price: 5 Yuan".

This immediately made Lin Yijue, who had already made a gesture of refusal and didn't really want the unknown item, lessen his movements.

He reluctantly put it in his pocket.

"Little brother, come on, I'll take you inside to have a look." The woman smiled slightly and led Lin Yijue inside.

"Let me introduce you first. Although our Yunsheng Club has just opened, our teachers have been working in Jiaozhou Base City for a full thirty years of teaching experience."

"Jiazhou Base City?"

"Yes, it's Jiaozhou, the place with the Great Buddha Forest," the girl explained.

The Great Buddha Forest is a strange place, but there are no monsters around. Instead, it is rich in all kinds of strange plants.

The rice algae widely planted in the No. 3 salt algae lake in Rongdu Base City were introduced from Jiaozhou.

"Let me give you a brief introduction to our club. We mainly teach boxing and mixed martial arts, but we also teach secret martial arts techniques, including weapon fighting, which is one of our unique features. Most clubs aren't qualified to teach these."

Of course, to learn these skills, you must first obtain a martial arts certificate.

In addition, our instructors are very experienced; they are all martial artists who have reached the highest level, many of whom have won awards in city fighting competitions, and some have even obtained hunter licenses, allowing them to enter and exit high walls as city hunters.

The girl led Lin Yijue into the club.

The interior decoration is similar to that of Hurricane Club, with many posters still hanging on the walls, and even a huge oil painting.

However, the content of the oil painting is somewhat different. Here, it depicts a shirtless man holding a long spear, leaping down from the mountaintop towards a Cyclops as tall as a small hill.

"What is that?" Lin Yijue finally couldn't help but ask.

The girl followed the gaze. "That's a stone painting. It's a really good piece. It's like how boxers or martial artists from before the Gregorian calendar often stared at lions and tigers to train their courage. This is an imitation of that, made by hand by experts from the city's cultural department."

Viewing oil paintings for extended periods can train one's courage.

This is also one of our perks; ordinary clubs don't have this kind of thing. After all, on the market, this painting is worth at least several million, and it's priceless.

"Millions..." Lin Yijue's lips twitched. His family's total annual income was less than 200,000, which meant that it would take them decades to afford it without eating or drinking.

"We're having a grand opening sale today only. If you sign up today, you can get a 10% discount, plus a subsidy for the flyer. Let me calculate it for you if you have 30 lessons." The girl noticed that he was interested and immediately took out a piece of paper and started writing and drawing.

"Let me do the math. If you buy the course today, it only costs 8999 for 30 lessons. But if the price goes back to the original price tomorrow, it will cost 14,999."

"I saw on the flyer that it says seven days no reason required, is that true? Also, I'd like to see the course schedule and such," Lin Mo asked.

"It's definitely genuine. If it's fake, you can report us to the market supervision department. As for the course schedule, you can take a look at this." The girl skillfully pulled out a schedule.

Lin Yijue took the course schedule and looked at it.

Boxing Classes: Basic, Intermediate, and Advanced. Instructors: Wei Hong, Fan Yi...

Mixed Martial Arts Class: Basic, Intermediate, Intensive. Coaches: Ding Tianhao, Liu Lei...

Secret Martial Arts Class: Instructor Nie Yunsheng…

"Jiu-Jitsu Classes: Basics, Advanced..."

And you know what? There are quite a few classes on the timetable.

and.

"The Eighteen-Style Class?"

"You guys teach eighteen moves?" Lin Yijue asked, somewhat surprised.

"Yes, but the Eighteen Forms are a group class," the girl replied proudly. "Also, regarding the courses here, apart from those requiring a martial arts certificate, you can freely change any of your thirty classes along the way. Of course, you'll need to coordinate the class times yourself."

"I also wanted to ask about the refund."

……

Ten minutes later.

Lin Yijue came out of the club carrying two sets of sportswear, which were his rewards for cracking the golden egg.

Yes, he has already signed up.

The total cost was 8499 yuan, and the student ID card also deducted 500 yuan, which was quite a good deal.

"Anyway, you can get a refund if you're not satisfied. Let's give it a try first. If it really doesn't work, we can just give you a refund."