Chapter 16 (2/2)
Man Kun liked this boy who was well-mannered. “You’re early. It’s not even the meeting time yet for practice partners. You’re very hardworking.”
“It’s nothing; I usually wake up early in the mornings. Am I supposed to wait for a work arrangement as a group like yesterday?”
“Oh right, I just recalled something at your reminder. Your VIP client from yesterday requested training room No. 4 on the third floor for the next two weeks. He’s the young master of the Fuwen Corporation, and it’s rare for him to come down to District 22. He is quite fond of you, so keep up with the good work. He also purposely mentioned that you would have the authority to use that VIP room, so you don’t need to attend the meeting today. You should be performing your best to serve the advanced-VIP client of the Budokan.”
“Alright.”
“Since your authority has been reset, you can go there if you don’t have anything else to do. I’m going to report other things to the Boss now.”
“Okay, Mr. Man Kun.”
Mu Fan changed into his uniform and swiped his ID card as he rode the levitating elevator to the third floor.
It was no wonder that the third floor belonged to the advanced-VIP clients and was a symbol of status. Two beautiful women with nice figures and presentable manners stood beside the gate of the levitating elevator on the third floor. However, they didn’t pay attention to Mu Fan when he walked out of the elevator since the practice partners obviously weren’t of their concerns. Their attitude would be different if it was a VIP client who walked out; it would mean an easy step into Heaven for them if the clients liked and wanted them.
Mu Fan didn’t take it to heart and walked on the soft carpet as he headed towards training room No.4.
“Beep, authorized. Practice partner – Mu Fan. Please enter,” a female voice sounded, but it was clear that this voice was pre-recorded by someone instead of that mechanical voice on the second floor.
Even the logistics are different for advanced-VIPs, Mu Fan thought as he walked through the metal doors that opened to the two sides. The metal doors were thicker, had more complicated patterns, and were of a darker blue than that of the VIP training rooms on the second floor, and they closed after Mu Fan entered.
Huge! This room was huge! This training room on the third floor was twice the size of the training room on the second floor, and the resting lobby was the same size as a training court on the first floor. The room was unique from the interior design of every functional room to the archaic vase on the table.
“It just turned 8 AM, and Chubby Harry is not here yet. I’ll go check out the machine room first.” Mu Fan found the single-directional long-handled strength training hammer in the same area as the second-floor training room.
Emm, 100 kg for this plate, and there are 150 kg and 200 kg plates over there. Mu Fan soon discovered the 200 kg metal plates and slid them onto the alloy hammer bar. 200, 200, 200… If one counted carefully, they would notice that there were seven plates, each marked 200 kg, on this alloy handle that was more than two meters long. The plates were at the top, but Mu Fan’s hands held onto the other end!
“Hey! Hu~ Hey!” The veins and muscles bulged on Mu Fan’s arm as he raised the heavy training hammer before him and swung it onto the floor in a continuous and repetitive motion. Mu Fan’s eyes were filled with the desire for power and the hope for the future as he swung the hammer, and the heavy mass-created wind and pressed onto the ground, sending airwaves out like ripples from the center of the room.
Fifteen minutes passed, and Mu Fan’s arm’s form didn’t change at all; he swung at the same pace as before with the only difference being that his sweat flowed down his face and dripped down his back.
Half an hour passed, and Mu Fan’s sweat had soaked through his training suit and was stuck onto his body. Mu Fan clenched his teeth and stared at the hammer before him as he thought, Don’t stop! Persist! The hammer was starting to shake a bit, but the pace didn’t slow down at all.
“Beep, authorized. Advanced-VIP – Mr. Harry. Please enter,” the pleasant female voice sounded again.
“Mhmm, that’s right. The Budokan should feel honored that I, Young Master Harry, am here. Now, where’s Mu Fan? I’ve prepared myself today for some real training, and I have even brought the optical computer. Emm, the room is nice this time; it matches up to Brother Chubby’s status now. Hahahaha,” Chubby Harry’s murmuring and “dirty” laughter sounded.
Bang! Chubby Harry heard a loud thud from in front of him and felt a vibration on the floor through his legs.
“What the hell! Who’s there!” Chubby Harry tightened up as he could feel his legs getting weaker.
“It’s me, Mu Fan,” Mu Fan’s voice came from the machine room, and it was clear that he was slightly panting.
“You’re so hardworking; you’re even earlier than me. Let’s see what you are doing.” Chubby Harry was relieved once he heard that it was Mu Fan’s voice, and he pushed open the door. Then…
“Master!!~~~” Chubby Harry knelt down out of shock while shouting; it felt like a small mountain collapsed onto the ground. His eyes almost popped out when staring at the one-meter-thick metal plates on the hammer.
“What are you doing? Didn’t I already ask you to call me Mu Fan?” Mu Fan said as he stood there, holding the hammer and panting.
“I’m hallucinating; ignore me. I need to calm down.” Chubby Harry swallowed his saliva as he looked at the puddle of sweat underneath Mu Fan and the thick metal plates on the alloy bar.
“Quit joking. I came a bit early. Because the Budokan told me that I had the authority to enter, I came in to train since I didn’t have anything else to do,” Mu Fan explained as he wiped the sweat off of his face.
Chubby Harry nodded stiffly like a robot as he thought to himself, I’m not the one joking here; you are. I’ve read many books. Are you even a human of the Federation though? Being able to lift this heavy thing up?
“Oh right. I brought you the optical computer. Don’t you want to come and check it out?”