Chapter 9
"Qinggong, do you believe it? Actually, I also have internal energy, hahahaha." No matter what, even if Bai Lang might have been a otaku before he traveled through time, but after three years in the dental business, he has improved his eloquence and interpersonal skills - if he relied on his fists for everything, he would have been beaten to death long ago.
The Changle Gang is very powerful and has many masters, but they may not necessarily step up to a master of some level just for a pawn shop below - so if someone from a pawn shop below provokes a master of a certain level, even if that "master" is killed by someone in the gang afterwards, wouldn't it be a waste of death?
Bai Lang joked with those people. Of course, he did not hide the fact that he had kung fu, because he couldn't hide it, but how good was his kung fu? That was something he could joke about. And most people really didn't know or see how good Bai Lang's kung fu was. Everyone just thought that he was quick in movement and powerful in force, and it seemed that he was really good at fighting.
However, Kung Fu is useless in this world. Kung Fu that cannot make money is just a hobby. People also believe that no matter how high the Kung Fu is, one can knock someone down with one shot. So "internal strength" and "light Kung Fu" are just things in martial arts novels and should not be taken seriously. We are all adults, and it is the 21st century, not the 1980s. Anyone who still believes in martial arts novels must be a fool.
At this point, Bai Lang even struck a few poses, "Real Kung Fu! I'm not lying to you." This method can very effectively reduce other people's attention, and everyone just laughed it off.
Even if they saved someone, the tour would not be delayed - everyone came to Japan to have fun, and they would not waste time saving people. Even Bai Lang himself did not think it was a big deal until a Japanese reporter came to him later...
"You're looking for me?" Bai Lang looked at the two reporters, a man and a woman, who spoke fluent Chinese - that's because they are Chinese, and they are reporters from the Overseas Chinese News. "Mr. Bai, we came to you to interview you about saving people..." The male reporter said the first sentence, but the female reporter asked immediately, "Is it really kung fu? We saw the surveillance, it's so fast!"
Dealing with reporters was much more troublesome than dealing with group members, but Bai Lang still did a good job. Anyway, these two people didn't have any abilities that he could practice with, so he just had to try to steer the topic towards the moral standards of the Chinese people - this was a good thing, and there were not many Japanese who saved people like this.
After finally dealing with the two reporters, Bai Lang finally had time to practice Zhou Tian again - this is considered a static exercise. "It seems that this world doesn't have anything good except giving me time to practice?" Although he felt that the so-called voice was very deceptive, but when he really found out that the jade fish could travel through time and space, Bai Lang also had some ideas - it's not like he hadn't read the so-called infinite text. To be honest, after three years, he can still vaguely remember a lot of it.
Compared with the world he was in, this modern society was more like "fantasy". The internal force flowing in his body could prove it. So could he reveal the situation of "that world" to the people here, or even teach his kung fu to make a profit? To be honest, Bai Lang didn't want to try it. With his small body, if he got into trouble, he might not be able to handle it himself.
Moreover, it is not possible to be sure that there is absolutely no so-called "internal strength" in this world. He is now just an "ordinary person" who has joined a tour group. He is completely in the dark about the "truth" behind the veil of this world and knows nothing - so making a fortune in silence is the real thing. Even if he doesn't get any benefits, ten years of practice is already the biggest benefit.
This is how Japan travel is. Soon it was time to return home. Looking at the address on his passport and ID card, which he had no memory of, Bai Lang smiled bitterly, "I don't even know where I work. Even though I have a bank card in my wallet, I don't even know the password... Do I have parents with this identity? Do I have other relatives and friends? I have no idea! How am I going to survive now?"
Fortunately, this time travel still has its benefits. At least when Bai Lang returned, he found that he was the only one living in the house. After searching through boxes and cabinets, he finally found the household registration book and found that he was the only one. That was very good. As for relatives and friends? They didn't need them. The place of work was not important. Bai Lang would only stay there for ten years anyway.
The best way was to sell the house and use the money to live in this world for ten years. Bai Lang acted immediately and sold the house in the shortest possible time. Then he rented a box in a bank warehouse to store his household registration and other documents, and then he went to travel around the world.
This is how martial arts training should be done. He only brought his cell phone and laptop with him. The money from selling the house was enough for him to stay in hotels everywhere. "Well, those three high school students actually sent an email. That's not bad. Let me take a look. Although there are many grammatical errors, I can finally understand it."
The first place Bai Lang went to was the northwest. No one recognized him there. Practicing martial arts in such a place was much smoother than in a bustling city. Bai Lang's mind was now pure. At first, he was really fascinated by the modern prosperity and relaxed a little. Now that he was in the bitter cold of the northwest, he suddenly returned to the past when he practiced martial arts.
Every day, he would get up before dawn and practice the 32-movement long fist. At sunrise, he would collect the first ray of purple qi and transform it into essence to flow through his meridians. He would practice martial arts for fun. Although the food in this world did not seem to be rich in vitality and could replenish true qi, it could replenish blood and qi consumption. Moreover, as long as he had money, he could eat meat as much as he wanted.
Bai Lang's current martial arts cultivation has not yet reached the level of directly absorbing and exhaling the vital energy of heaven and earth into essence, so he still needs to eat a lot of blood-replenishing food to maintain consumption. If one day he can open up the Ren and Du meridians and achieve the bridge between heaven and earth, perhaps he will not need to be such a big-bellied man.
Bai Lang now lives in a county town in the northwest. He rents a bungalow with water, electricity, coal and internet access. He spends his days building up his strength and refining his energy. Apart from going to the market to buy a lot of meat every day, he doesn't interact much with other people.
Only occasionally Bai Lang would relax a little, that is, surfing the Internet or going shopping. This place is a place where donkey glue is popular. Although he doesn't like this sect very much, Bai Lang has no intention of interfering with others. However, not interfering with others does not mean that others will not interfere with him...
