Imaginary Training

The three of them returned to the Redemption Squad's base, Building 3, which was the headquarters for Team 09.

The buildings resembled dormitories, with a total of ten buildings, each housing three squads.

Therefore, Building 3 was the base for Teams 07, 08, and 09.

Each team also controlled one floor of training grounds, specifically for recreation and exercise.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Inside, several muscular men were sparring, while others, shorter and thinner, were exercising with rudimentary weights.

Even Liu Xu was no exception. Despite her delicate appearance, she was doing weighted shuttle runs, making herself drenched in sweat.

Even though there was food and drink here, and the living conditions were good, much better than those of the laborers, they were risking their lives.

The threat of death hung over their heads, and even the Glass People wanted to become stronger if possible.

At the very least, they could escape faster.

"Brother Qiao!" As the three of them entered, someone greeted them.

Many people stopped their activities and respectfully looked at Qiao Long.

Then, they smiled and sized up the two newcomers: "Are these the Gaoxin and Sule they were talking about?"

"Didn't they say there was a fierce person who killed Daishan Beida?"

"Why do they both look so thin and weak?"

"Who is Gaoxin? Come out and spar."

Several obviously very strong team members teased them, chattering incessantly.

Qiao Long's expression turned serious: "Sun Chuan, Li Shande, you will both show some respect."

"Gaoxin will be the captain of Team 09 from now on."

This announcement caused an uproar throughout the entire place, even Liu Xu was stunned.

Sun Chuan, with his shifty eyes, showed disbelief: "Brother Qiao! Are you crazy? You're giving the captain position to a newcomer?"

Li Shande, unconvinced, retorted: "Even if he killed Daishan Beida, what does that have to do with us?"

Qiao Long's tone was solemn: "Gaoxin saved Liu Xu and the others' lives in the game..."

"So what? Brother Qiao, you also..." Li Shande tried to interject.

Qiao Long glared at him fiercely, immediately silencing him: "Can you kill SR?"

Everyone was shocked. Although Liu Xu had already sent a heads-up, only Qiao Long knew the final details.

They hadn't expected that Gaoxin not only had the achievement of killing Daishan Beida but also had the terrifying record of killing SR on their first day on the island in the game.

Gaoxin smiled: "It was all eight of us working together to take him down, and SR was already heavily injured, so it can't be attributed to my merit alone."

Although he was humble, Sun Chuan, Li Shande, and the others were not fools. They knew that Gaoxin must have played a decisive role.

They were well aware of the caliber of the participants in that game; they could have at most offered a little help.

Qiao Long continued: "Gaoxin is not only capable, but he dared to form a faction on his first day on the island, wanting to lead us out..."

"I don't care about being some slave captain. You all know my thoughts; I wish someone would take over this captain position."

"Pulling this team together every month, risking my life, do you think it's easy for me?"

Gaoxin glanced meaningfully at Qiao Long.

He had actually brought up the matter of escaping. It seemed that the thirty-odd people present were all trustworthy.

Someone had already run to the door and locked it, standing guard.

"My decision is made. From today onwards, you will call him Boss Gao."

Qiao Long clearly had great authority. When he said this, even the few troublemakers no longer objected and called out, "Boss Gao."

"Say a few words, Captain," Qiao Long said with a smile.

Gaoxin asked curiously: "I only survived the first game, saved a few people, and killed an injured and careless SR. You think so highly of me?"

Qiao Long smiled faintly: "Although Liu Xu doesn't know, I do know that you received a reward in the first game, right? May I ask how much it was?"

Gaoxin understood. It seemed Qiao Long had also received a reward, so by using Liu Xu's description of his strange behavior at the end, he could guess that Gaoxin had gone to the easter egg room.

"The reward was 2000," Gaoxin stated truthfully.

Qiao Long nodded silently, while the others were shocked.

"What? You got over 3000 redemption vouchers in your first game?" Sun Chuan stared intently at Gaoxin.

They knew from Liu Xu that the few mice had given Gaoxin 686, and with some estimations, they could deduce that Gaoxin had received at least 1286, plus the reward, totaling nearly 3300.

If he could do this for all three games, wouldn't he be able to cover the entire Redemption Squad's 10,000-point quota by himself? This was the quota for nearly a hundred people.

No wonder Qiao Long valued him so highly. This was a 'top salesman'!

Qiao Long himself had been a top salesman before becoming captain, and now another top salesman had arrived. Their team's days were about to get better.

"Boss Gao, please have a seat..." Sun Chuan's expression changed immediately, and he eagerly brought a chair for Gaoxin.

Gaoxin sat down with a smile, thinking how pragmatic these people were.

However, he still cared about what Qiao Long had said earlier and asked, "You spoke so frankly about escaping. Does that mean everyone present is trustworthy?"

Qiao Long affirmed, "Of course. If there's anyone here I can't gauge, it's you."

"But based on your final choice in the game, I'm sure you genuinely want to organize a group to escape. Otherwise, you could have just killed for points."

Gaoxin nodded slightly. "Since you put it that way, it means you've been organizing everyone and building an escape team for a long time."

"That's right," Qiao Long pointed to the crowd. "My team has eighty people in total. Thirty-five are here, and they are all united with me in wanting to escape. Others can still be won over."

Gaoxin chuckled. "Then you can't possibly not have a plan. You must have been planning for a long time. May I ask about the progress?"

Qiao Long raised an eyebrow, then shook his head. "I'm sorry. If this were just my plan, I would tell you now. But I have someone above me. Until he approves, I'm afraid I can't tell you."

Gaoxin's eyes narrowed. It seemed that within the entire Yakuza slave population, someone had already been secretly weaving a web.

They had established an escape group, and Qiao Long was merely one of the organizers below.

Thinking of this, a flash of inspiration struck him. "Could his surname be Lin?"

Gaoxin stared at Qiao Long. Relying on his powerful discernment, he noticed a violent tremor in Qiao Long's pupils and a disruption in his breathing rhythm.

But Qiao Long quickly composed himself and retorted with a poker face, "Surname Lin? No one in our team is surnamed Lin."

Gaoxin didn't press further; he already had his answer.

"It's nothing. I want to train. Is that okay?"

"Of course, you're the captain!" Qiao Long led him to a series of equipment.

It was obvious that these were made from various scrap materials. Qiao Long seemed to be very skilled in handicrafts. The electric shock device the bald man had used earlier was probably made by him as well.

Sun Chuan, Li Shande, and the others also gathered around, wanting to know Gaoxin's raw strength.

Although he had the record of killing Daishan Beida, everyone knew there was an element of luck involved.

"Hoo..."

Gaoxin stood before the equipment, also wanting to know how strong his body truly was.

First, he tested his basic data: height 180 cm, weight 72 kg.

"Hya!"

Then, Gaoxin suddenly pushed up a 200 kg barbell. He felt he still had some strength left. He put it down and shouted, "Not enough! Add more!"

Qiao Long personally came up and adjusted the weights for him. Soon, the barbell became heavy.

Finally, it was measured that Gaoxin could lift a maximum of 210 kg.

"2.91 times! Boss Gao is amazing," Sun Chuan said flatteringly.

Although there were people present with greater strength than Gaoxin, this had to be considered in conjunction with body weight. Looking at multiples alone, Gaoxin crushed everyone present.

Gaoxin remained noncommittal. The others didn't know that this wasn't Gaoxin's usual weight; he had eaten two kilograms of meat from Luo Yan.

His regular weight should be exactly 70 kg.

This meant he had the strength of three times his body weight, purely the human limit.

"Continue!"

Gaoxin tested his neural reflexes, as well as his cardiopulmonary function. Both were also at the human limit.

In other words, Luo Yan's Blood had not only enhanced his strength but had developed him comprehensively, releasing the full potential of the Glass Person's physical capabilities.

"Damn, 3000 points can enhance so many attributes?" Sun Chuan exclaimed, unaware that Gaoxin hadn't enhanced his body at all.

Gaoxin remained noncommittal and said, "You all train your way. I want to train by myself. Is there a private training room?"

"Yes!" Qiao Long quickly arranged a private training room for him, which also had a toilet and a bathroom.

Gaoxin looked at the small, well-equipped facilities and nodded. "Alright, I'll do my special training here."

Li Shande was puzzled. "Special training? What kind of martial arts are you practicing? Wing Chun or Bajiquan?"

Gaoxin glanced at him and smiled. "Rather than seeking externally, it's better to cultivate internally..."

Li Shande's eyes lit up. "Oh? Xing Yi Quan or Tai Chi?"

Gaoxin didn't explain further, only saying, "Sule, guard the door."

"Okay."

Everyone withdrew. Sule closed the door, not understanding why.

Sun Chuan was very curious. Why wasn't he training with them? Wouldn't training together, watching each other, and motivating each other be more engaging?

He crept to the door to eavesdrop. Sule shooed him away. Sun Chuan grinned slyly, "Don't worry, I won't go in. I'll just listen."

Sule was also curious. While guarding the door, he leaned in to listen as well.

After a while, they heard sounds like sleep-talking shouts and combat noises coming from inside.

"Hoo... Eeee-yah! Ha!"

"Hehehehe... Gigglegiggle..."

There were also various strange laughs mixed in, and he could even faintly hear him muttering to himself, as if Gaoxin was talking to someone inside. But the voice was too low, and they couldn't hear clearly, only vaguely catching something like 'Silver Hand'.

Sule's eyes widened, and he also felt a lingering fear at the name. He wondered if Gaoxin was shouting Silver Hand's name to motivate himself while training.

Sun Chuan, Li Shande, and the others exchanged glances, all unable to figure out what kind of martial art Gaoxin was practicing.

After listening for a while, they each left to train.

About an hour later, Gaoxin opened the door from the inside.

Everyone looked over and saw Gaoxin shirtless, covered in sweat. His muscles were smooth and natural, each one carved as if from marble, a perfect blend of strength and beauty.

There were also scars on his body, as if he had been beaten up.

He panted heavily, slowly walked out, and then swayed to lean against the door, seemingly exhausted.

"Brother Xin Ku!" Sule went to support him.

Gaoxin said faintly, "It's nothing."

Qiao Long and the others walked over and saw his condition, clearly realizing he had undergone an extremely high-intensity training session, drenched in sweat.

He was even injured. Could this be some kind of self-abusive special training?

"How about I train with you? These homemade equipment aren't very safe. Some of them can be dangerous if no one is assisting. You're already injured," Qiao Long suggested.

Gaoxin shook his head, "No need. I can manage myself. I just want to take a bath and rest now."

Everyone looked inside and found that the various equipment and furnishings were still in place, as if they hadn't been moved. It was clear he had tidied everything up after using it.

He was trained to exhaustion, yet he still remembered to clean up the equipment. This showed Gaoxin's self-discipline!

"There's a bathroom inside, you can wash up directly," Qiao Long said, confused.

Gaoxin, however, said, "Sule, help me get some salt, and... and flowers."

"Flowers? What kind of flowers?" Sule was a bit bewildered.

Gaoxin smiled, "Whatever flowers you like. Mix them yourself, put some thought into it, and get a lot."

Sule said "oh" and called Liu Xu to go with him.

Soon, everything was brought. Gaoxin had them fill the water and poured the salt and flower petals into the bathtub.

Everyone finally understood that he wanted to take a bath, a flower petal bath at that.

"A medicinal bath? What kind of martial art are you practicing? So particular?" Li Shande, despite knowing martial arts, couldn't understand this approach.

Gaoxin said, "Just being fussy."

He lay down directly, immersing himself in the water.

Sule noticed a burn on Gaoxin's arm and asked, "What happened? It wasn't there when I woke up this morning."

Gaoxin said, "I got it from Luo Yan. You guys should go out now, I'm very tired."

The others didn't disturb him while he bathed and left.

About half an hour later, Gaoxin jumped out of the bath, his energy revitalized.

He looked in the mirror and saw that the burn on his arm had almost healed, and his stamina had fully recovered.

He went to the restroom, walked out with large strides, and weighed himself: 71.5 kilograms!

This time, it wasn't just superficial weight. Gaoxin immediately tested his strength again. Sure enough, it had increased to 214.5 kilograms!

In an hour and a half, he gained 1.5 kilograms, and it wasn't fat, but solid muscle.

This efficiency was terrifying.

The most crucial point was that he didn't need any training equipment at all. He had entered Emotional Mode through a mind shift and directly used Imaginary Training.

He fought fiercely in illusions, honed himself in dreams, and directly conjured all sorts of astonishing machines, equipment, and even opponents.

In his imagination, Gaoxin once again engaged in a fierce battle with Silver Hand, again and again.

Back and forth, fighting for their lives!

Although he was defeated every time in these direct confrontations, being thoroughly thrashed, his body was constantly subjected to a certain kind of consumption and tempering, spontaneously refining itself. By the time he was utterly exhausted, he had digested and absorbed all the beef he had eaten that morning.

Even more incredible was that he could rely on 'Sule's unique homemade flower petal medicinal bath' to heal himself and restore his stamina. In just half an hour, he returned to normal...

Gaoxin smiled and walked out of the training room.

"Brother Qiao... is there any food! I'm starving!"

p.s: Sorry.