Star Railroad: The Road to Dominion

No. 7 noticed Xiang Zhonghua's unusual reaction and couldn't help asking, "Deacon, is this... is everything you said true?"

The deacon was very satisfied with No. 7's reaction. Considering the age of Wang Hao, the person No. 7 pretended to be, a young man in his early twenties, if he had no reaction at all when hearing such generous treatment, as if he was an old fox who had been tempered by the society for a long time and was unfathomable, then he was just looking for trouble.

The deacon smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's true. By the way, you may not understand what an S-level contract means: First, after signing the contract, you can immediately choose a high-end single-family villa in the Jiangnan headquarters or in the center of Yangzhou. During your lifetime, the ownership of this villa belongs to you and you can do whatever you want with it."

No. 7 tried to test it: "Even if I sell it, is that okay?"

"Of course you can." The deacon took a deep look at No. 7 and said with a smile, "But even if you dare to sell it, no one will dare to buy it. After all, once you, suppose you pass away, the villa will be taken back by the Extreme Martial Arts School. Then, won't the money spent by those who bought your villa be wasted?"

"..."The corner of No. 7's mouth twitched. It turned out that he was overthinking. It was impossible for him to get all the benefits in the world.

"But..." Suddenly, the deacon changed the subject, "If you are in a hurry to use the money, you can sell the villa that the martial arts school gave you as a reward to the martial arts school at a discount. Why, you want to sell it before you even see your villa? Besides, after signing the contract, you will not lack any skills or other auxiliary medicines. I am curious, are you short of money?"

“No, no.” No. 7 seemed to be possessed by an actor, scratching his head and saying, “I’m just curious.”

"Okay, I'll continue to explain to you the meaning of the S-level contract." The deacon smiled and shook his head. As expected, the young man's thinking was more jumping than that of an old man like him. Retracting his thoughts, he continued to introduce: "In addition to the above benefits, once you pass the headquarters assessment, you will be eligible to enter the elite training camp once a year and enjoy the training resources of the martial arts headquarters."

"Qualification for the annual elite training camp at headquarters?" No. 7 asked in a pertinent manner.

"The so-called elite training camp is actually the legendary God of War training camp." The deacon looked at No. 7 meaningfully. "Although it's a bit long-winded, I still need to explain it to you in detail. Perhaps you also know the current division of warriors' strength levels. When you complete the quasi-warrior assessment, you will become a warrior-level warrior."

"Warrior-level warriors are divided into three stages: beginner, intermediate, and advanced."

"The next level is the general level, which is also divided into three stages."

The deacon raised his chest subconsciously when he said this: "I am currently at the first level of a high-level general, and I am only one step away from entering the God of War level. The God of War level is still some distance away from you, so you don't need to pay too much attention to it. Knowing it in advance will only cause trouble."

"Under normal circumstances, a warrior-level warrior can be killed with hot weapons, but when it comes to the general level, hot weapons basically lose their effectiveness. With your current nerve reaction speed, even if you are facing a close-range strafing by a heavy machine gun, you can easily avoid it."

"Therefore, reaching the level of a general is considered an elite among warriors."

Suddenly, the deacon thought of something and stared at No. 7. "Oh, by the way, I'm curious. Your nerve reaction speed has reached 100 meters per second, but why did you only measure 36 meters per second during the speed test? If you wanted to hide your strength at the beginning, why didn't you continue to hide it during the nerve reaction speed test?"

No. 7's heart trembled, and just as he was thinking about how to explain, the deacon slapped his head.

Snapped!

The deacon seemed to have thought of the reason why No. 7 did this, and said with a burning look: "I know, it must be because when you were testing your punching strength, you accidentally broke the punching strength tester. Seeing that your strength could no longer be hidden, you decisively chose not to hide it and directly revealed your full strength in order to win the attention of the examiner and the martial arts school's top management."

"..." No. 7 opened his mouth. He really didn't expect that this deacon was so stupid. Before he said anything, he had already helped him fill all the loopholes.

"It seems my guess is correct."

The deacon smiled smugly and said, "Don't worry. Our Extreme Martial Arts School has always been known for fairness. You will enjoy as many resources as your strength. At the same time, there will be no bullying in our martial arts school. You can rest assured about this. So, I would say that your caution is a good thing, but your distrust of our Extreme Martial Arts School is completely unnecessary."

"That's what you said." No. 7 pretended to be relieved, with an embarrassed look on his face. He scratched his head and said, "That's good. It seems that I worried for nothing."

"It's okay. Your caution is a very good quality. Keep it up, and it will take you further on your path as a warrior." The deacon praised.

"Don't worry, I will definitely maintain this quality." No. 7 said solemnly.

"Okay, we've said what we need to say, and it's time to draft your contract..." The deacon looked at the door of the reception room, and Xiang Zhonghua just walked in. He smiled and said, "See, if you mention the devil, he will appear."

"Deacon Zhao, Wang Hao's admission contract has been drafted." He said to Zhonghua, who was about to bring a tablet computer empire.

Deacon Zhao took the tablet and handed it to No. 7, saying, "Wang Hao, come and confirm again, are you willing to join the Extreme Martial Arts School?"

"I do." After No. 7 said this, he always felt weird in his heart. Why did it feel like he was getting married?

"Very good." Deacon Zhao nodded, handed over the tablet in his hand and said, "Since you have decided to join our Extreme Martial Arts School, let's start the triple identity verification and confirm the signature."

"Ok."

No. 7 took the tablet and first placed his thumb on the fingerprint verification area on the screen. After completing the verification, he faced the camera on the front of the tablet and started facial verification. After the facial verification passed, the last item was the biometric DNA verification.

The specific process is not complicated. At this moment, a small groove automatically appears on the side of the tablet. The moment No. 7 pressed his finger on the groove, before he had time to react, the probe in the groove had already pierced his finger, taken blood, and quickly completed the DNA biological verification.

When these three verifications are completed, a signature area is displayed on the tablet.

No. 7 signed the name "Wang Hao" without hesitation.

Deacon Zhao watched No. 7 complete the verification and sign, and his heart finally settled down. He smiled and said, "Welcome, Wang Hao, welcome to join the Extreme Martial Arts School family."