iang Yiping."No need to make arrangements, I just came by for a look." Wang Zheng glanced at Jiang Yiping without expression.This glance made Jiang Yiping, who had years of experience in reading peopl...Chapter 1067: Coming Out of Seclusion
When Wang Zheng's mind and body were suffering dual torment, a sudden violent gale struck him, sending him sliding out over ten meters. He continuously crashed into several large trees, nearly breaking his bones!
This situation almost played out daily in the depths of this snow forest.
Wang Zheng had thought about running away before; for these two months, he averaged around three hours of sleep per day. Even then, those few hours were pieced together from fragments of time. Initially, he often felt exhausted, but now, he didn't even have the chance to feel drowsy. Every second was tense, as if a bowstring pulled taut to its fullest.
What Wang Zheng did not know was that under this devilish training at Lake Chitian, his body repeatedly pushed through its limits, and his physical attributes and capabilities underwent earth-shattering changes. From ancient times until now, no one had ever tried such a method of training; Lake Chitian was an unparalleled genius who pioneered these methods, making Wang Zheng his experimental guinea pig.
Of course, Lake Chitian was absolutely confident in his methods. He firmly believed that there wouldn't be any issues with his training regimen, and if there were problems, they would not stem from him.
Lake Chitian may have intended to make Wang Zheng his successor but did not give him any secret manuals or lengthy lectures; rather, he repeatedly demonstrated how things should be done through actions. In Wang Zheng's eyes, this所謂的用行動教學，完全就是暴力教育。
當然，惜字如金的熾天湖偶爾也會點撥兩句，每次出言點撥的時候，對王錚而言都是醍醐灌頂，茅塞頓開的感覺。
付出多大的努力，就會收穫相應的結果，王錚忍受了巨大的苦痛，也註定會迎接不一樣的新篇章。
終於，在王錚覺得自己要變成一個渾身長毛的野人的時候，熾天湖終於冷冰冰地丟下了一句：“你可以出師了。”
Lake Chitian would occasionally give a few words of guidance, but each time he did so, it was like a sudden enlightenment for Wang Zheng.
The effort one puts in determines the outcome. By enduring immense suffering, Wang Zheng was destined to welcome an entirely new chapter.
Finally, when Wang Zheng felt he would turn into a hairy savage, Lake Chitian coldly stated: "You can leave now."
Departure from the Mountain
Hearing these two words suddenly made Wang Zheng feel a bit disoriented. Was this life he had been leading about to end with just one sentence from Zhu Tianhu
Should I be happy
Wang Zheng really wanted to blurt out, "Did I become your disciple" but he managed to hold back.
Before this, Wang Zheng had無數次想要逃離這片終年積雪的地方，那樣慘無人道的極限突破對於每一個人都是極為痛苦的折磨。即便老頭子王放鶴當年對他極為嚴格，在現在這種情況下簡直就是小孩子過家家了。在這段時間裡，王錚苦到極點，疼到極點，苦得他根本冇有時間去考慮蘇家的事情，根本冇有時間去計算自己已經在長白山呆了多久。
Forced advancement could sometimes yield unexpected results. Although Wang Zheng had no idea how high he had climbed, he knew that he had been relentlessly pushed to his limits, and yet during this torment, Zhu Tianhu had imparted everything he knew in life.
But now, was this life about to come to an abrupt end
Zhu Tianhu looked at Wang Zheng's half-dead appearance and actually broke into a rare smile.
Yes, Wang Zheng saw it clearly; Zhu Tianhu smiled.
"Alright, if you didn't laugh, I would have thought you were expressionless," muttered Wang Zheng to himself. However, he certainly wouldn’t dare say this out loud; otherwise, Zhu Tianhu would surely punish him with a storm of abuse again.
"Your physical constitution and receptiveness are stronger than what I initially anticipated. I have given you everything that I can, and the rest you will have to gradually understand on your own. Whether or not you can fully accept it is up to you."
"Master, thank you." Wang Zheng stood up and then knelt down, bowing respectfully.
They say a man's knees are worth more than gold and should never be used for kneeling on earth or heaven. However, Wang Zheng knew that this act of kneeling was worthwhile when facing the old man who had shared everything he learned throughout his life. His calling out "Master" was sincere without any reluctance.
Chitian Lake nodded, with a clear look of satisfaction in his eyes. Without saying another word, he turned around and strode away.
No one knew what Chitian Lake was thinking; he didn't need anyone's understanding.
Wang Zheng stood up and watched as Chitian Lake's figure disappeared into the depths of this snow forest, feeling genuine respect welling up in his heart.
They say that Chitian Lake is both good and bad. In reality, he acts according to his heart's desire, far superior to so-called upright gentlemen who act justly on the surface but do despicable things behind closed doors.
Wang Zheng didn't immediately leave after this; instead, he stayed in this icy world of snow for five more days. He needed these days to digest and absorb everything he had learned during this period, turning it all into his own knowledge.
Five days later, a tourist group camping on Mount Changbai experienced a theft. The lost items were not particularly important; it was just that one male tourist woke up in the morning to find that the clothes he had taken off before sleeping were missing from his tent. Naturally, missing along with them was three hundred yuan in cash kept in an upper pocket of his shirt.
What made this tourist even more bewildered and amused was finding a note left beside his pillow reading: "I will never forget the great kindness bestowed by my benefactor. If we meet again in the future, I shall repay it with interest."
A hero is stumped by a penny, let alone the long journey back to the capital from Northeast. Wang Zheng could only take the tourist's clothes and money with him and offer his deepest apologies.
Wang Zheng stepped out of this range of mountains one step at a time and found himself a bathhouse, where he scrubbed himself clean before boarding a train bound for the capital city.
With limited funds in his pocket, Wang Zheng couldn't afford to act like a big shot; thus, he bought a regular-speed train ticket. The journey would take eighteen hours. As Wang Zheng gazed out of the window at the rapidly receding scenery, he couldn't help but feel somewhat reflective, wondering how Zhìtiān Lake managed to bring him here while he was unconscious.
Lei Feng did good deeds for three thousand miles when he traveled; although Comrade Wang Zheng didn't have Lei Feng's noble character, he was certainly a warm-hearted person who couldn't sit still. Thus, upon boarding the train, he began his game of catching thieves. With just one glance at someone, he could generally determine whether they were a thief or an ordinary citizen.
So there appeared on this train a super detective. Wang Zheng walked through all the carriages and caught twenty-eight habitual thieves by himself. This left the duty police officers both delighted and busy as hell. Every time the train stopped at a station, they had to contact the local police station to send cars to arrest the suspects.
Waving his sleeves without taking away even a wisp of cloud, but only leaving behind a carriage full of thieves.
To the train conductors, Wang Zheng had become a legend. When he finally stepped out at the Capital Railway Station, his back seemed tall and reassuring.
Well, there were still some train attendants who cursed him for meddling in other people's business, as catching so many thieves caused them much trouble. It turned out that the aura of Comrade Eastern Tyrant Wang and the sense of security he gave off were all self-delusions of his narcissistic self.
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