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Song Guicheng followed Jiang Chi onto a covered bridge made of white marble.

The bridge is built over a wide expanse of water, connecting the two banks.

At the other end of the bridge is a building that towers almost into the clouds. The main color is still white. From here you can clearly see the huge shadow of the building and the sharp clock tower.

Even from such a long distance, one could still feel the hugeness of the building and its silent oppression. Song Guicheng could imagine what a shocking scene it would be when he got closer.

Jiang Chi took Song Guicheng and turned into the branch bridge. Only then did Song Guicheng discover that there were many small houses built on the branch bridge, staggered on both sides of the bridge.

They stopped outside the door of a small house in the innermost area.

Different from the main color, these houses are built with gray-yellow bricks, just like the sand and gravel mixed on the white beach.

The house is inlaid with monotonous wooden windows and wooden doors. Years of wind and waves make it look particularly heavy and simple.

The metal house number is hung on the wooden door, 408.

The corner of Song Guicheng's mouth twitched. He really had a connection with this number.

Jiang Chi did not give him the key, nor did he open the door for him to go in and take a look. He simply said:

"You have completed your three mandatory missions this month. You can use the rest of your time for training. You will live here during the training period."

He pointed to the towering buildings in the distance and said, "The training base is over there. Training starts at 6 a.m. every day. The base provides three meals a day."

What else doesn't Song Guicheng understand?

He had to run from the dormitory to the training base before 6 o'clock every morning to have meals, and started physical fitness, speed and endurance training early in the morning.

"In terms of combat power, you can never compare to the ghosts in the dungeon, but you still have to have the basic skills of escaping," Jiang Chi narrowed his eyes slightly, "Of the thirty-six strategies, running away is the best strategy."

That's right.

But looking at the corridor bridge that seemed to have no end, Song Guicheng couldn't help but shed tears of sympathy for himself.

"Let's go, run, keep running along this bridge," Jiang Chi said as he made a gesture to gather strength, "I'll show you how to do it today."

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed out like an arrow from a bow, and before Song Guicheng had time to react, he had disappeared.

Song Guicheng: ...

He quickened his pace and followed, running across the bridge while breathing in the moist, fresh air.

On the blue water, the white buildings are like clouds floating in the sky, swaying in the eyes as the running movement occurs, which is an extremely pleasing picture.

As you run, you will feel like you are walking in the clouds.

Song Guicheng could never have imagined that compared to his future training life, running at this moment would be such a free and easy thing.

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When he reached the finish line, Jiang Chi was already standing there waiting for him.

Song Guicheng was sweating profusely. His clothes were soaked by the sea water and then dried, but were wet again by his sweat and stuck to his body. His hair stuck to his forehead. He was half squatting and gasping for breath. He looked extremely miserable.

The building in front of him was indeed as magnificent and stunning as he had imagined.

The building has three floors, all white, and rises higher with stone steps. The third and highest floor is the main building, with a pointed arch design, and the bell tower that Song Guicheng saw is standing on it.

The city wall extends and winds up along the stone steps, with ups and downs.

The front of the third floor is inlaid with a whole piece of clear blue gem with gold border, which fits perfectly with the building. The sapphire clearly reflects the distant scene.

The bell tower seems to be connected to heaven, giving people a sense of both reality and fantasy.

Song Guicheng sat on the stone steps to rest for a while, leaning against the tall white stone pillar. The carvings on the white stone pillar were ingenious and majestic. Against the backdrop of it, people looked like small insects clinging to a giant tree.

The Song family is considered wealthy and has purchased islands, but they prefer Chinese-style architecture and are not keen on the tall, majestic, luxurious and dazzling European-style buildings.

Song Guicheng calmed his breathing and turned to look at Jiang Chi, who looked like he had just run nearly 10 kilometers except for the sweat on his head. "Did you buy this?"

"How is that possible?" Jiang Chi said, "The land in the Soul Tracing World is not for sale."

Song Guicheng waited for his next words.

Jiang Chi walked up the stone steps step by step, his pace leisurely, like a master inspecting his territory: "I just rented this island and built this training base."

Song Guicheng followed him and asked, "How long have you rented it?"

Jiang Chi replied: "Two hundred years."

He led Song Guicheng around a long circle and came to a small door half a person's height on the side of the building, but he did not open the door for him. Instead, he took out a piece of wire from his pocket.

Song Guicheng: ...

He watched Jiang Chi stare at the door lock for a few seconds, reached out and touched the edge, then bent the wire in his hand into a suitable arc, inserted it into the keyhole, and gently turned it a few times.

"Click"

The door opened.

Song Guicheng watched his operations without changing his expression.

Jiang Chi took out a piece of wire from somewhere and threw it to him: "First lesson of training, lock picking."

In the dungeon, you will often encounter boxes and doors that need to be opened, from which you can get clues related to the dungeon.

If it is a computer game, the player must go through a series of tests to get the key before he can open the lock.

However, in the dungeon world, players can give full play to their mobility and cheat to pass the level.

In Jiang Chi's words: "If you don't cheat in a dungeon, there's no point in clearing it."

Jiang Chi explained to him the basic techniques of lock picking, including how to judge the condition inside the keyhole, how to bend the wire according to the weather, season, and wear of the keyhole, and how to adjust the curvature of the wire according to the sound.

He is clearly an excellent teacher. The lessons are easy to follow and delivered with lots of humour.

Song Guicheng’s eyes: I understand.

Song Guicheng’s brain: I understand.

Song Guicheng’s hand: Success.

It took him almost no effort to reopen the door that Jiang Chi had just closed, and he succeeded in one go without even adjusting the shape of the wire.

This surprised Jiang Chi a little: "You are really talented."

Song Guicheng smiled and didn't respond.

He couldn't tell Jiang Chi that he had learned how to pick locks on his own because he was locked in the house all year round.

He opened the door and quickly pulled Jiang Chi aside.

Cold lights flashed before my eyes, and a pile of iron sheets poured down from above my head.

There was nothing unusual when Jiang Chi opened the door, but the abnormality happened this time when he opened the door.

If he had not dodged and gone in without any precautions, he would inevitably have been scratched by the iron sheet.

If what fell was not a piece of iron but a dagger, he would have been dead without a burial place.

Song Guicheng's quick and decisive actions made Jiang Chi's eyes reveal a hint of amazement and admiration: "You are very vigilant and have sufficient ability to judge danger."

His body was slightly arched with the soles of his feet touching the ground, making it easy for him to retreat and dodge at any time.

As he expected, less than half a minute after Jiang Chi finished speaking, several arrows shot out from the door and pointed directly at the place where they had just stood.

The arrow is positioned low and will not hit the vital parts.

But Song Guicheng had already jumped to another place before him and was unharmed.

Jiang Chi clapped his hands: "Very good, agility and speed are good, but not enough."

As soon as he finished speaking, an overwhelming rain of arrows came, the tips flashing with cold light, accompanied by the sound of breaking through the air, densely surrounding every direction of escape.

Jiang Chi was very agile and skillful. Song Guicheng didn't see his movements clearly. He just felt that he climbed onto his shoulders and used the force to flip into the air. In a few spins, he took him away.

He held a few handfuls of arrows in his hands and threw them in several directions. The well-arranged arrows were disturbed, and they fell to the ground and covered the ground.

Jiang Chi and Song Guicheng were still clinging to the wall. He turned to Song Guicheng and said, "This is the second lesson of the training."

Song Guicheng smiled with his eyes curved, and asked, "Chinese Kung Fu?"

Jiang Chi was also amused: "Almost."

The operation just now seemed very mysterious, but it was actually the combined effect of speed, strength, agility and judgment.

This is also the purpose of training, to develop and enhance the various powers of human beings and to train their response strategies in various crisis situations.

This was pretty much what Song Guicheng had imagined; the method was simple and crude, but very effective.