It was past seven in the evening.
Wang Teng's family finally sat down for dinner.
Your dad's car was halfway there, and there was something going on at the company. The trip back and forth took over an hour, so he couldn't finish his meal and go back home," Li Xiumei complained, serving Wang Teng some food.
Wang Teng had been researching in his room for over an hour and had forgotten to eat. Fortunately, his father had been late because of something else.
"It's urgent, so I had to go back and deal with it," Wang Shengguo said helplessly.
Let's ignore your dad. He's completely focused on his crappy company. Li Xiumei rolled her eyes at Wang Shengguo.
Wang Teng smiled inwardly.
In fact, during high school, Wang Teng and his father had a somewhat strained relationship. Wang Shengguo wanted him to succeed, so he was naturally strict with him. However, Wang Teng was a bit rebellious and unlearned during high school, and the conflicts with his father grew deeper and deeper.
But thinking back now, Wang Teng felt that some of his past behavior was truly childish and ridiculous.
At the dinner table, Wang Teng and Wang Shengguo were relatively silent. Li Xiumei was busy serving food to Wang Teng and chatting with the father and son.
Wang Teng enjoyed the atmosphere.
Wang Shengguo chatted with Wang Teng for a while, mainly asking about his studies.
Wang Teng's answers were proper, without his usual naiveté, where he would throw chopsticks and throw a tantrum.
Wang Shengguo was a little surprised, thinking he was a little different today, but he didn't think much of it.
He finished his meal and hurried out again.
As the head of a large company, he had a lot to do every day, and he only slept four or five hours a day.
Wang Teng said hello to Li Xiumei, left the room, and headed straight for the Polar Star Martial Arts Gym.
A yellow sports car sped along the night streets, its roar drawing attention. Modern cars all use the Force as their fuel source, having long since eliminated gasoline, making them more environmentally friendly and affordable.
The pioneers brought back not only cultivation methods from the Xingwu Continent but also a variety of artifacts of Force civilization.
Force runes were one such artifact.
Earth's technology, combined with Force civilization, gave rise to Force technology. Cars now use the Force, and computers and cell phones also utilize newly developed Force Run chips and batteries, enabling faster operation and longer battery life...
Half an hour later, Wang Teng parked his car in front of the martial arts gym.
According to the information he had found, Pole Star Martial Arts Gym is one of the three most powerful martial arts gyms in the Chinese region. Its owner is a 12-star War General-level warrior, ranking among the top five in China in terms of combat power.
Even globally, he ranks among the top twenty.
Formal warriors, with stars 1 to 9 representing combat soldiers, 10 representing quasi-generals, 11 representing lower-level generals, 12 representing mid-level generals, and 13 representing upper-level generals...
The strength of the master of the Polar Star Martial Arts School is evident!
The Polar Star Martial Arts School is headquartered in Xiadu, but has branches in major Chinese cities. It boasts a large membership and numerous powerful warriors.
The Polar Star Martial Arts School's East China Sea branch, situated on the seashore, looms like a giant beast in the darkness, its area comparable to that of a university.
The main entrance is large enough for five or six vehicles to pass side by side, a truly impressive sight.
In the center of the main entrance stands a massive stone, upon which the words "Polar Star Martial Arts School East China Sea Branch" are strikingly written in bold, gold-plated characters.
At the guard post, several armed security guards approached the car.
"Routine inspection, please cooperate!"
Wang Teng lowered the window, nodded, and exited.
The security personnel inspected the interior of the sports car and scanned Wang Teng's entire body with a scanner, examining him very carefully.
Meanwhile, Wang Teng was also observing the security personnel.
They wore black protective vests, and the weapons they held were clearly large-caliber machine guns, giving them a ferocious appearance.
Force runes were engraved on the guns, indicating that they were Force weapons, several times more powerful than ordinary firearms. Even a serious warrior would be crippled if struck head-on by a single shot.
After the inspection, the security personnel allowed him to pass.
Wang Teng parked the car and walked along the path within the martial arts school.
Even though it was past eight o'clock, the school was still bright as day. The streets and lawns were crowded with martial arts students.
There were also many people training in the evening.
Martial arts training is a race against time. Talent is only the most basic requirement; continuous effort and hard work are required to achieve success.
The school consisted of three tall buildings.
Their overall silvery-white color was distinctive and instantly recognizable.
The center building was the administrative building, a rectangular structure, a hundred meters tall, reaching into the sky, yet its summit was a strange semicircle.
To the left was the martial arts training building, and to the right was the martial arts training building.
These two buildings resembled two giant spheres. They were not tall, only three stories, but their interiors were spacious, at least twice the size of the Donghai No. 1 Middle School playground.
The sight of these three buildings together made Wang Teng wonder if this was a display of the owner's wicked humor.
Wang Teng had already done his homework before arriving, so he headed straight for the administrative building.
Under the guidance of the staff, he signed up to become a martial arts student and then headed to the martial arts training building on the left.
The martial arts school only accepts students between the ages of sixteen and thirty to avoid wasting resources.
Wang Teng was only seventeen, so there was no problem.
Entering the martial arts training building, the hall was filled with a bustle of activity.
The first floor is where junior students train. Junior students correspond to junior martial artists. Polar Star Martial Arts School has over 3,000 junior martial artists.
In the first-floor training hall, the students were busy practicing, creating a bustling atmosphere.
As soon as Wang Teng entered the hall, he froze in his tracks.
What did he see?
A blanket of transparent bubbles, floating in midair, no less than forty or fifty of them.
[Strength*1]
[Speed*3]
[Constitution*1]
[Comprehension*0.5]
[Strength*2]
…
Wang Teng blinked hard, but the bubbles remained, seemingly invisible to the students in the training hall.
Golden Finger?!
Unsure, he grabbed a passing student.
"What are you doing?"
The other person, only sixteen or seventeen years old, looked at Wang Teng impatiently, a look of displeasure on his face, as if to say, "You're actually more handsome than me!"
"Brother, your flooring... is really well done!" Wang Teng pointed at the ground.
The transparent bubbles floated at calf height, visible even when one lowered their head.
But the student completely ignored them, speaking with disdain.
This is the finest plastic flooring, engraved with Force runes. It's shock-absorbing, durable, and impact-resistant.
"Where did you get that from?" You're clueless!
With that, he waved his hand and walked away without a backward glance.
Wang Teng rubbed his chin, watching the other person's reaction. Clearly, he couldn't see, so he was the only one who could see.
The students walked around the training hall, some passing directly through the bubbles. To them, the bubbles seemed illusory.
Wang Teng approached the nearest bubble and tested it.
The moment he touched it, the bubble vanished.
His vision suddenly blurred, and a transparent panel popped up.
[Comprehension]: 18
[Constitution]: 41
[Strength]: 50 (+1)
[Speed]: 32
…
Staring at the transparent panel, Wang Teng's heart beat faster and faster, almost as if it were about to burst out of his throat.
So exciting!
Wang Teng felt that even if he won a hundred million lottery, he probably wouldn't be this excited.
But now he couldn't help it!
This is definitely a golden finger!
In this era dominated by warriors, becoming stronger is the only way forward.
This golden finger can absorb attributes and then transform them into your own. Its power is incredible!
While others have to work hard to cultivate, Wang Teng only needs to pick up attributes. He seemed to see a path to unimpeded success opening before him.
One day, he, Wang Teng, will soar to the sky!