Tianguanzhi

Chapter 5 Dragon Skin Taibao, Dragon Painting Individual Soldier, New Sixth School

"Isn't it humiliating to ask Master Hu to fight a dog?"

A man dressed as a porter pointed at the poster and yelled.

"Master Hu signed a life and death certificate. The dragon skin eunuch wants his life."

"It's obvious that people's lives are being taken care of, but the government just doesn't care?"

"I heard that there is a member of Navy Admiral Chang Lun in Yiyuan Dog Farm. Who dares to take care of it?"

Dog fighting is the most popular and fashionable fighting sport in Begonia in recent years. It was introduced by Citigroup and took root in China within a few years, spawning a huge industrial chain. Many dignitaries who are passionate about this do not hesitate to spend a lot of money to start from Citigroup. Buying fighting dogs locally, hiring remodeling doctors to perform surgeries on your dogs, and the parameters of dog breeders and various armed foster breeding have also become topics of conversation among the upper class.

Jiangning is the largest trading port for Haitang Citi products. Dog fighting and animal breeding technology quickly flourished. Later, a dog fighting lottery was developed. Many local tycoons made a fortune from this, and Longpi Taibao was one of them. , he started the Yiyuan dog farm in front of him.

The crowd whispered to each other, and most of the people were filled with indignation. Gu Jianqiu, who was crowded in the crowd, listened for a while and then turned and left.

The sign on the advertisement is Tianguan reserve, but Gu Jianqiu knows that Tianguan has never been called reserve. The so-called reserve among the people generally refers to more than twenty standard ECGs. This is the level I Tianguan admission test stipulated by Doumu Palace. Eligibility Criteria.

Twenty standard ECGs were of course far different from the genuine Tianguan, but they were much better than Gu Jianqiu's current ECG level. What's more, the bearded man can be called a master, which means that he is a formal member of the Haitang Martial Arts Association and has the qualifications to open a school and teach apprentices. There are at least dozens of disciples and disciples in Jiangning. He is not some stupid young man without any skills. , even he will be forced to fight with the dog in the ring by that Taibao. The name of Longpi Taibao is not in vain, not to mention that there may be a second-grade naval admiral behind the Yiyuan dog farm. Gu Jianqiu knows that he wants to When investigating the cause of my brother's death, we must be cautious...

The top priority is to increase the ECG to more than fifteen basic units so that the pair of gauntlets left by his brother Gu Xilou can be initially activated.

In today's human world, martial arts training and meditation are the oldest and relatively simple ways to improve one's ECG level. For example, Master Hu with tiger head tattoos on the poster is a practitioner who has been immersed in Shaolin's Eight-Fat Kung Fu for many years. Because of this, the ECG level is different from that of ordinary people.

As the top Heavenly Official in his previous life, Gu Jianqiu has no less than four or five kinds of martial arts formulas and training techniques that are hundreds of years ahead of his own. With these alone, he is sure to raise his ECG level to fifteen within half a year. a basic unit.

But this was still too slow for him.

One month, Gu Jianqiu set a goal for himself to reach fifteen basic ECGs within one month.

Walking to the center of the hotel street, Gu Jianqiu finally stopped in front of a cement wall. The cracked wall in front of him was covered with colorful advertising paper:

"Hongsheng Martial Arts School is recruiting martial arts training partners. The price includes food and accommodation for 1,500 yuan per month. Address..."

"Zero-based ECG development, licensed Tianguan training, a deposit of 8.0, and a full refund if the student's ECG is less than after the semester."

"Fengtang Mine is recruiting temporary workers, and no deposit is required to start work on the same day."

Gu Jianqiu flattened the crumpled advertising paper and carefully read the handwriting on it, looking past a lot of useless information. Finally I found the information I needed in the corner.

"Hualong is recruiting tellers, requiring a two-year diploma or above from the Empire's New Sixth School, a monthly salary of 5,000, and the address..."
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  Walking into this Hualongrebing store in the alley of Hotel Street, the store is less than 30 square meters. The first thing that catches the eye is the antlers hanging high. The display walls on both sides are filled with various firearms and other unknown gunpowder devices. The air It was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder and gun oil. The decoration is not like a store opened by Haitang people, but more like the style of Citi people.

"This store only accepts foreigners and New Army officers. Young man, you are in the wrong place." As soon as Gu Jianqiu entered the door, the boss on the bear leather sofa took off the hat on his face and stared at him with a smile.

This man looks to be in his forties and looks very kind. His hair color and facial features are the same as those of Haitang people. His accent is quite standard, even with a bit of Youzhou accent, but his blue pupils and thick hair on his arms are not. It doesn't show that he is a mixed race person.

"I think I made the right decision. I want to apply for a job as a teller in this store."

Gu Jianqiu nodded in greeting neither humble nor overbearing.

"Hahaha, we seem to have posted an advertisement..."

The boss laughed and stood up, casually picked up a rifle from the counter and threw it into Gu Jianqiu's arms: "Do you know this thing?"

Gu Jianqiu only glanced at it before blurting out: "M9 Garand rapid-fire type, the most produced explosive rifle in the Jili Royal Arsenal in this century, occupies ten standard ECGs."

The boss looked at Gu Jianqiu in surprise.

Gu Jianqiu shook his head: "I served as the commander of the Jiangning Firearms Battalion in the military training course of the university, Lu Shiying. This little knowledge of firearms is trivial to me."

The boss held his chin and looked at Gu Jianqiu: "Have you ever studied martial arts? Nanyang Military Preparation?"

"Jiangning Normal School, Natural History Department."

The boss deliberately showed a disappointed expression: "Normal School?"

Gu Jianqiu still responded in an orderly manner: "The knowledge of natural history is suitable for this job. Jiangning Normal University and Nanyang Army are both the new sixth schools of the empire, and meet the recruitment requirements. The chief instructor of our school, Lu Yi, is a Level III student who sailed through Tianshiyuan. Tianguan, he is better than any natural history lecturer of Nanyang Armed Forces, let alone a graduate of Nanyang Armed Forces, how can he become a Far East teller of Citi Private Arms Company?"

The so-called New Sixth School of the Empire was supervised by Wei Guangxi, the governor of Liangjiang. It claimed to be six new-style schools established through thirty years of imperial taxation in order to cultivate talents who could adapt to the "great changes unseen in a thousand years." The New Sixth School indeed served as a foundation for all walks of life in Haitang. Many talents have been cultivated, and the vigorous new learning forces have also swept away the old style of the empire that has been harmful for thousands of years. As for the students of the New Sixth School who later broke up with each other because of their respective royalist and republican stances, and even fought against each other on the battlefield, that is a story for another day.

The boss was not moved by Gu Jianqiu's words, but shook his head. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he asked: "Has your natural history department ever taught the surgery of reconstructing artificial reproduction?"

"Taught."

Gu Jianqiu is not ashamed of his words.

"follow me."

The boss pulled Gu Jianqiu through the dirty little courtyard behind the store and into a humid room that smelled of alcohol. He pointed at a dying modified fighting dog in a cage: "Cure it, and this job will be yours." .”

(End of this chapter)