my virtual kingdom

Chapter 9
Throughout the night, Zheng Dong built and perfected the virtual kingdom of God in the virtual space. As time passed, the small island in front of him became more and more perfect, with sea water, beaches, vegetation, animals, and then the novice village built by Zheng Dong, Caotou Village .

Zheng Dong looked at the layout of Caotou Village and nodded with satisfaction, a bit like a village in a fairy tale.

However, what seems to be missing?
Zheng Dong frowned, finally, he thought of what was missing, NPC.

A game, how can there be no NPC?This is not a competitive game.

However, it takes a little divine power to create a conscious body, and Zheng Dong's divine power has already been spent, so there is no way to create it.

Let's do this first.

Zheng Dong didn't think too much, and instead admired the virtual kingdom of God he built, ignoring the distant sea and the fog in the depths of the island, the scenery of the small island in front of him was still very beautiful.

Mmm, awesome!

Zheng Dong gave a thumbs up to his work.

"This island, let's call it Xinhuo Island. As for the virtual kingdom of God, it's called Honghuang!"

A flash of ambition called ambition flashed in Zheng Dong's eyes. He hoped that one day, this place would really become a prehistoric land, and great talents would emerge in large numbers.

Of course, the current Kingdom of God cannot bear the title of Honghuang, so it is called Honghuang 1.0.

Inside the rental house.

When consciousness returned to his body, Zheng Dong stood up, twisted his stiff body, and after practicing the exercises a few times, he felt refreshed all over his body covered in sweat.

Sensing believers from other worlds and finding nothing unusual, Zheng Dong picked up his backpack and went out.

The village in the city where Zheng Dong lives is far away from the martial arts gym where he works. It takes two subway transfers and a walk of more than 40 minutes to get there.

Since it is the weekend, there are more people in the martial arts hall.

"Miss Shen, I'm afraid I can't agree to your request."

In the manager's office of the fighting club, Qin Wushuang implicitly rejected Shen Mengqi's request.

"It was me who took the liberty."

The one who spoke was a tall and beautiful girl, dressed in sportswear, looking very youthful and energetic. She was the Miss Shen that Coach Qin was talking about.

Qin Wushuang knew the energy behind the girl in front of him, even as his boss, he didn't dare to offend easily, he hesitated and said, "Miss Shen, although I can't be your personal trainer, I can recommend someone to you."

"Oh?" Hearing this, Shen Mengqi became a little interested, "Is there any coach in this martial arts school that Mr. Qin can fancy?"

"There is a young man who has been introduced to Zhuang Gong for two years. Doesn't Ms. Shen want to practice Zhuang Gong? I think he may be more suitable."

Hearing this, Shen Mengqi's face became serious: "Mr. Qin is not joking, two years of practice?"

"Two years." Qin Wushuang nodded affirmatively.

After getting a definite reply, Shen Mengqi took a deep breath: "I want to see this kind of genius."

"Yeah, a genius!" Qin Wushuang murmured, as if talking to himself, "It's a pity that I was born in the wrong era. Nowadays, martial arts, besides performing for others, is there any use for it?"

Shen Mengqi didn't know how to answer these words, the greatest sorrow of martial arts practitioners is that after practicing for a lifetime, they are still no match for a single bullet.

When Zheng Dong walked into the martial arts gym, he saw two bodyguards in black suits, sunglasses, and communicators standing outside Coach Qin's office. They were very eye-catching.

The students and other coaches in the martial arts hall looked at the two bodyguards from time to time, but they stood there as if no one else was there, motionless.

The psychological quality is good, Zheng Dong gave his own evaluation.

pat.

The office door opens.

A man and a woman came out one after another. It was Coach Qin and Shen Mengqi.

Seeing Zheng Dong, Coach Qin waved to him.

"This is the personal trainer I want to introduce to you, Zheng Dong."

"This is Miss Shen," Coach Qin introduced, "Miss Shen wants to find a personal trainer in our martial arts gym, and I recommended you to her."

Zheng Dong took a look at Shen Mengqi, nodded and said, "Zheng Dong."

"Shen Mengqi," Shen Mengqi looked at Zheng Dong with great interest, "I heard that you have already mastered the skills in two years?"

Zheng Dong nodded.

"Are you interested in being my personal trainer?"

"I can only stand up." Zheng Dong didn't want to lie, he didn't want the lie to be exposed, and everyone would be embarrassed.

"It's okay." Shen Mengqi seemed to have known about it long ago, "I only learn to stand, is there any problem?"

"No more," Zheng Dong shook his head, but seemed to remember something, and added, "Well, are you in charge of the food?"

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent.

After a long while, Shen Mengqi burst into a smile: "Take care of the food!"

Seeing this scene, with Zheng Dong's face, he couldn't help but blush, there's no way, he's poor!

Outside the martial arts hall.

When Zheng Dong saw Shen Mengqi's car, he realized how ridiculous what he said just now in the martial arts hall.

The red Porsche 911 Turbo S Exclusive Series is limited to 500 units worldwide, and the full price of the mainland is 140.

The bright red Porsche, even in the parking lot, is still like a ball of fire, dazzling people's eyes. In Zheng Dong's eyes, it is not the fire that is shaking, but the soft sister money fluttering in the wind.

This kind of local tyrant still needs a meal from you? !
Zheng Dong hinted in his heart that he is a person who has seen the world anyway, and he wants to make Mount Tai collapse in front of him without changing his face.

"You can take my car." Shen Mengqi flicked her ponytail, turned her head and said to Zheng Dong.

Zheng Dong nodded expressionlessly, followed by two bodyguards driving a Mercedes.

Along the way, Shen Mengqi saw that Zheng Dong was reticent, so she took the initiative to provoke the topic: "Listen to the accent, isn't Mr. Zheng a native of Linghai?"

"Well, I studied here before and stayed here after graduation."

"Study, wouldn't it be Linghai University?" Shen Mengqi asked curiously.

"Yes." Zheng Dong glanced at her in the rearview mirror, then looked away.

It is not surprising for Shen Mengqi to guess that he is studying at Linghai University. Although Linghai City is a quasi-first-tier city, Linghai University has the largest number of foreign students, after all, it is famous there.

"Speaking of which, I still have to call you senior?" Shen Mengqi said playfully, "Hello senior, the 18th-grade junior is reporting to you."

It has to be said that Shen Mengqi, a child of a big family, is far superior to Zheng Dong in his ability to deal with people, but with just a few words, the two of them became acquainted.

Zheng Dong always thought that he maintained a good image, even when he saw Shen Mengqi's luxury car, his expression did not change, he was very calm.

But when seeing Shen Mengqi's house, to be precise, it should be when seeing Shen Mengqi's private estate
"I go!"

(End of this chapter)