manynovel Chapter 5 Preparing for Time Travel
Chapter 5 Preparing for Time Travel
on the lawn.
Ali said apologetically, "Amin, I'm so sorry, what I meant was..."
Qi Ming laughed and said, "I understand. I'm just a tool. You use me to annoy that person; you don't genuinely like me."
Ali chuckled: "I'm glad you understand! But there's one thing I have to confess to you: you're really handsome, and I'm a little fond of you."
This is just polite talk.
Although she doesn't value material things.
After all, He Jinyin didn't have any money; he was just a food deliveryman and an orphan, but she still liked him.
However, there was a prerequisite: He Jinyin later displayed heroic qualities in order to save her.
She admires heroes.
This is a serious matter.
Qi Ming smiled and said, "You like it a little? But if you don't like it that much, then forget it. Don't force yourself, and I won't force myself either. It's better for everyone this way."
He doesn't want to find a girlfriend.
No matter how good it is, I don't want it.
After all, judging from his appearance, it's clear he's been eating well and has long since stopped suppressing his feelings.
His current goal is very clear: to improve himself. He has no time for dating or providing emotional value.
Ali suggested, "Well, being friends is fine, right? There's a Jacky Cheung concert this weekend, how about we go together?"
Qi Ming, in a very straightforward manner, said: "I don't have time to buy tickets, nor do I have the money to buy scalped tickets."
Ali knew perfectly well that this handsome guy in front of her had never pursued a woman before; it was always others who pursued him.
She thought for a moment, then became even more proactive:
"I don't want to let scalpers profit from this. There's an American movie coming out this weekend night, let's go see it together!"
Qi Ming traveled through time on Saturday, so he would certainly have time to keep his appointment on Sunday, if he could return safely.
Qi Ming chuckled and joked, "Would you call this a date?"
Ali said with a touch of pride, "Of course not! I'll be inviting other friends too."
Qi Ming nodded and said, "Okay, I'll definitely be with you then."
Ali felt quite happy, asked him for his phone number again, and then ran away like a deer.
Qi Ming originally wanted to see what the teaching of judo, karate, kendo, and Western boxing was like, but since classes were over, he knew he wouldn't be able to see it, so he simply went to the convenience store next door.
Ghost King Da was currently examining a magazine with rather explicit content. Seeing Qi Ming approach, he didn't even look up and said:
"Handsome, what do you want to buy?"
Qi Ming said in a serious tone, "Is there anything like that...?"
Ghost King Da had clearly noticed him and Ali before. Upon hearing this, he immediately took out a bottle of what appeared to be the herbal oil from Ah San, handed it to him, and instructed him:
"It's only 20 yuan! Apply a thin layer for the first half hour, don't apply too much!"
Qi Ming took the small bottle, then handed him twenty yuan, feigning ignorance as he asked:
"What does the phrase 'Savior of Cowards' on your sign mean? Is it related to this drug? Or is this sign actually something the elite center's guy does to attract students? I'm a security guard, and I'd like to learn a couple of kung fu moves too."
Ghost King Da suddenly looked up and said in a serious tone, "Handsome boy, this signboard belongs to me."
Qi Ming deliberately said, "Really? I don't think so."
"Don't judge a book by its cover!"
Ghost King Da cried out, then lowered his voice and said, "Does being a descendant of ancient Chinese martial arts mean I should tell you that too?"
"Ancient martial arts?"
Qi Ming chuckled and asked, "What kind of boxing style is it? Is it Shaolin Bodhidharma Fist, Wudang Tai Chi, Kongtong Seven Injury Fist, or Beggar Clan's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms?"
Ghost King Da scoffed, "You've been reading too many novels. There's no such thing as magical martial arts in the world; that's too unscientific!"
It is actually scientific.
The first requirement of science is to acknowledge objective reality.
There is a God of Cookery in this world named Stephen Chow, who has appeared on television quite often.
Naturally, there would also exist a Shaolin Temple kitchen where one could learn advanced culinary skills, and the Eighteen Bronze Men where one could learn superior martial arts.
But not everyone can learn it.
For example, the sweeping monk who offended the abbot at the age of thirteen was clearly just sweeping.
Qi Ming was quite concerned about that place, but it wasn't convenient for him to go there right now.
Stephen Chow is a celestial god of food descended to earth, and he still has a month to learn.
He has less than three days left before he can travel through time. Let alone whether he can learn it, just finding the place will take a long time.
In fact, he didn't have high hopes for the Elite Center or Ghost King's place.
He's not a genius; it would normally take him decades to learn, so the cost-effectiveness ratio is too low.
We still need to find a shortcut.
"Hmm, that's not scientifically sound."
Qi Ming echoed this, then smiled and said goodbye, "Since there isn't one, I won't waste my time."
Having said that, he turned and left.
"Crazy!"
Ghost King cursed under his breath and continued reading his magazine.
He participated in the Southeast Asian free fighting competition in 1974 and won the championship. Later, he defeated the Japanese heavy hitter Rai Ryu and rose to fame. Unfortunately, he was no match for the master of the Broken Water Flow Master and had one of his legs broken.
Now he is depressed and has given up on himself.
He had no intention of seriously teaching apprentices.
Qi Ming was clearly not a coward, and it was not his place to be the other party's savior.
Saturday afternoon.
Houde Building.
Qi Ming, dressed in a security guard uniform, was patrolling downstairs.
The work pace of Hong Kong variety shows is faster.
The deceased Mrs. Li, Mr. and Mrs. Li, Ah Qiang, and the middle-aged Vietnamese man all seemed to have never existed and had been forgotten.
The residents returned to the building immediately and resumed their normal lives.
Lu Xiong remained his captain, doing nothing wrong, only occasionally engaging in frivolous behavior.
Tie Dan had been contemplating suicide or drifting away because his wife had run away.
Now that Ah Qiang is gone, and no one is introducing him to anyone, he has to find his own way? No!
He had previously become a ghost knight because he had accidentally messed with Old Lady Li's ghost, but now he's useless and has no such thoughts anymore.
Therefore, he stopped drinking heavily, but it is still difficult to get him to work a proper job.
Ah Lee and Da Zi are no longer doing anything productive; they're still thinking about stealing... Old habits die hard!
Of course, the security work for this building is just a facade; if no one does the work, it's not a big problem.
After all, with that little salary, it's enough to get by.
Qi Ming patrolled for fifteen minutes, then lit a Double Happiness cigarette and sat down to rest.
A moment later, Ah Qun ran over, greeting him with a grin:
"Amin, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with my sister? Why don't you want her?"
Qi Ming laughed and said, "I don't even have a proper identity, and she still thinks highly of me? Don't bother introducing me, I'm not meant to be with your sister."
Ah-Qun was just joking.
She was so engrossed in Li Ang that she had no time to help her sister with her personal matters.
So she stopped pressing the issue and got straight to the point:
"This package was given to you by Li Ang. Please take it. I have other things to do, so I won't chat with you any longer!"
After saying that, he handed a black cloth package to Qi Ming and then ran away.
Qi Ming opened it and found a hand grenade and two small boxes of 9mm pistol ammunition, a total of 30 rounds.
The grenade's power wasn't enough to kill the cross-dressing twins, so it probably won't work.
But the power of the pistol bullets is sufficient.
Qi Ming will be traveling through time at midnight tonight, and he needs these equipment.