Chapter 77 He is also an organized person
The Black House has only one convention: no information about the members may be disclosed to outsiders, no matter who they are.
All actions are voluntary, whether you want to come or not.
When there was nothing to do, the Black Room was just a place for everyone to practice and relax, and not all members were there all the time. At this moment, there were still three people not there, one normal member, and the other two were also masked men.
That means there are nine people in the black room, three of them are masked. With Chu Ge and the other two, there are eleven people, and the number of masked people has increased to five.
It’s a very small organization and they can only fit one table together for a banquet.
Everyone introduced themselves briefly.
The young writer is called Wan Zijun. His original occupation was not a farmer, but a copywriter in an advertising company. Somehow he got into the business of writing copywriting and ended up writing on his face.
Since he discovered his superpowers, Wan Zijun fantasized about becoming a superhero. But instead of becoming a hero, he almost died in the company. He had no choice but to resign and go to the countryside to inherit a few acres of land left by his grandfather to farm, and steadily supply supermarkets and Chef Jin. Although it was a bit hard, the income was actually quite good.
Of course, he chose to accept this inheritance because he had the same idea as Chu Ge. It was relatively convenient to train his supernatural powers in the suburbs. Generally, Wan Zijun seldom came to the Black House. After all, he lived far away. Today he came here specifically to meet the newcomer.
The fat man's name is very fat, Panda.
This person is also a "vagrant" because he makes money from playing games.
While everyone was chatting, a row of computers in the corner were automatically mining, all using hackers.
No, do you regard this place as a place to practice your supernatural powers or as a gaming gold-making studio?
"There are still people mining in WoW these days?" Chu Ge was amazed. "Are there many people playing the nostalgic server?"
"There are many bosses in the nostalgic server. The students back then are all rich now and are very generous..." Fatty Panda looked at Chu Ge with a friendlier look. Not only did they read the same book, they also played the same game. The love and hate of netizens is as simple as that.
"Sanwa, add me on Q, and I'll drag you into a fight with me."
Chugo pretended not to understand: "What is that?"
"Let's all fuck that out-of-character bastard Chugo together."
Qiu Wuji smiled beneath the mask.
Chu Ge said weakly: "I think we should still show some respect to Chu Da. He writes well and keeps updating..."
"Let's put it this way!" Panda said with a smile, "That group is really fun. There's also an administrator who COS Qiu Wuji, and he's learned it quite well. It's a pity that he hasn't been active in the past two days."
Chu Ge deliberately said: "Who knows, maybe he is really Qiu Wuji?"
"You're still dreaming, aren't you, Sanwa?" Panda stroked his fat chin and thought for a while, then suddenly laughed and said, "It's fine if we fight, but it's really Qiu Wuji, fighting again, so is she riding on her Father God to move herself?"
Qiu Wuji's smiling expression froze within the mask.
Chu Ge was so shocked by her beauty that he subconsciously protected his waist.
Wan Zijun was asking Qiu Wuji: "Why isn't Liuwa talking?"
What the hell are you talking about? Qiu Wuji resisted the urge to slap the fat guy to death and took a deep breath: "Can't you see that I'm a woman? Do you really think I can say whatever dirty things I want in your group?"
“Emmmm…” Panda’s fat face froze for a moment. It’s not my fault. Wearing a mask is too confusing. Having a good figure is useless. At first glance, you look like a gourd baby, or a Q version of a tilted-head baby.
It is said that his face is a gourd baby and his body is also a gourd, so he is the Iron Gourd Baby!
Qiu Wuji gnashed his teeth and said, "I heard that you have equipment for training superpowers here, and we are very eager to join. So your so-called training is just bullshit?"
"We are just practicing our supernatural powers." Panda pointed at his computer and said as a matter of course, "When you see the idiot on the other side of the game, do you want to slap him across the network? I am just accumulating emotions."
Chugo: "Yes, yes, yes."
Wan Zijun kept drawing on his face with a mirror: "I am also exercising. If I don't exercise, who among you can write a proper word on your face? One, two, three don't count."
Qiu Wuji: “…”
It’s impossible to write, and we don’t plan to write on our faces!
Chu Ge couldn't help but be curious: "How did you first discover this ability? How did you think of writing on your face?"
"I was watching a football game once and wrote that the Chinese team would win. And they actually won that game."
Chu Ge: "I don't think this is caused by super powers, or your super powers should not reach this level..."
"Well, even though the joke is a little off, you don't have to be so serious..." Wan Zijun smiled slightly: "Just like we won't ask you how you discovered your superpowers, everyone has their own secrets."
Chugo nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly remembered something, and smiled to Panda: "So I won't increase my Q, after all, I am a masked man."
"How boring." Panda replied to the computer in a trance: "You guys play by yourselves, I'll go to the group to tease Qiu Wuji."
Just search in the group slowly.
Wan Zijun said, "Fatty, let's make a bet on whether Chu Da will have five more chapters tonight."
Panda: “Most likely!”
Chugo: "I bet not."
Panda was not convinced: "Chu Da took an aphrodisiac today, it must be there, what are you betting on?"
Chugo said sincerely: "Just give me a slap on your fat face."
Panda jumped up and said, "Let's make a bet! I won't hit you either, just take off your Calabash Brothers mask!"
Chu Ge showed a very honest smile: "Deal."
Qiu Wuji was so angry that he couldn't help laughing. Chu Ge's bet was definitely the most shameless one in the world. He was both the referee and the player, just like the bet he made with Yan Qianlie in that world.
Old cheating.
Chu Ge was also looking at Qiu Wuji. Both of them had smiles in their eyes. They both felt that this "organization" didn't look like an organization at all.
What's the difference between this and a casual group chat party? The Internet writers' association that Chu Ge participated in, which was notoriously idle, was more organized than this.
But this is just right, it suits their needs.
People with special abilities are indeed lonely. It's nice to be able to chat with a group of similar people. They can also wear masks without revealing their identities and not affect their lives. Chu Ge thought that it would be nice to create a small account on QQ and add all of them.
"How is it?" Zhong Yi appeared beside him with a smile: "We don't have any pressure here, right?"
Chugo said helplessly, "He's a nice guy...but I'm mainly here to practice my powers. How should I put it? I feel like these facilities are just a gym."
"This floor is really like a gym... If a psychic needs to fight someone, at least his body needs to be able to react quickly. Otherwise, he'll be killed by a punch. What's the point of playing? The gym equipment here is all top-notch, but these lazy guys just don't use it much."
Chu Ge thought that the treadmill in his home was indeed not suitable for his current practice. It was indeed strange to meditate on it every day for physical practice like the Golden Bell Cover. Seeing that there were not only a full set of fitness equipment here, but even sandbags, it was worth coming.
It was just a little different from what I had imagined. It seemed like there was Buckingham Palace written outside, but when I walked in there was a row of KTV princesses standing in front of me.
Qiu Wuji found something interesting: "This floor is it? Does that mean there is something else upstairs?"
Zhong Yi patted Chu Ge's shoulder and said, "Learn from Liu Wa. He is not only thoughtful, but also speaks in a classical way."
Chu Ge: “…”
"Come up and take a look, it's quite interesting." Zhong Yi led the two of them upstairs. "The rooftop is set up with plum blossom piles and other places for people to practice footwork, but no one has ever used it. It's a waste of my money. The second floor is a special equipment room, mainly for training spirits, and some training elemental perception and the like. Although we don't have anyone who plays with elements in the black room, we'll keep them ready first."
This is a bit interesting... Chu Ge thought to himself that it was impossible for ordinary people to get these devices. Zhong Yi's was probably officially supported, and other organizations might have other channels. In the years of supernatural power development, the development and training of abilities may be more important than the abilities themselves.
And there are actually facilities like plum blossom piles for practicing footwork... This really meets Chu Ge's needs, and he suddenly feels that this funny place is not so funny anymore.
"Here." Zhong Yi pushed open a small room, inside which were some electronic instruments, a chair, and a helmet hanging on the chair with various instruments.
"What about the CT scan?" Chu Ge complained.
"Almost." Zhong Yi said: "The helmet can detect your brain waves and roughly judge your mental strength. Choosing different pressures can also have some effect of training your mental strength."
Chu Ge was a little interested: "Can this test tell what specific superpower it is?"
"I can't measure it. There are so many different kinds of superpowers. It's impossible to collect the correct samples. This can only roughly judge the mental strength, which is not very accurate." Zhong Yi turned his head to look at Chu Ge, with a deep look in his eyes: "Do you want to try?"
(End of this chapter)
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