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Chapter 75 Realistic Calculation Deployment (5.6K)

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……

Home.

Suddenly came back from the unconscious fever state.

After Zhang Feng moved his hands, he felt a sense of relief in his body.

But then, Zhang Feng suddenly felt a sense of regret.

'Although it was a very enjoyable fight, I almost beat myself to death.

But I spent the last few days sleeping and didn’t chat much with people of that era.

I always feel that there is a hint of regret in this adventurous life experience.

I've only seen the people and culture of the 1980s on TV, but never experienced them in person.

Zhang Feng looked at the ceiling, and the experience in the cave seemed to come back to him.
"But if you think about it, there's really no room for small talk in that situation."

Zhang Feng reminisced for a few breaths, and then put the feeling of regret behind him.

It’s okay to feel sentimental, but it won’t affect your mentality for a long time.

Zhang Feng felt that this was not advisable.

Because visualization during cultivation requires undivided attention.

'I'm not very sleepy now.'

Zhang Feng thought to himself, got out of bed again, and ate the double happiness melon seeds at the same time.

'For the last seven days in reality, I have been practicing resonance exercises.

Resonance can save some physical energy, unlike practicing martial arts with pile driving, which makes people tired to the point of collapsing.

From the trial world to now, only a little over a month has passed in real time.

Zhang Feng started out by just practicing boxing, but now he is able to achieve spiritual resonance.

It can be said that every time I come back, there are new changes.

In addition, Zhang Feng did not have the mind to be picky, but instead practiced and learned whatever was available.

With Zhang Feng's current combat power, if he goes to the previous "rat world", he can still kill all the rats, even faster and more effectively than the "possessed person" without suffering much injury.

Because in Zhang Feng's current state, he is actually "non-human".

Even though his physique is only '27' now, he doesn't look tall and is not even as strong as some sturdy boxers.

But taking into account the blessing of overclocking and memory.

As long as he uses up his bare hands, Zhang Feng can beat as many boxers as he wants before his strength is exhausted.

And Zhang Feng also made a judgment.

His current explosive power lasts for 5 minutes, so he can knock down at least 100 boxers.

If you use a knife.

Zhang Feng could also escape easily.

Then he ran and fought, killing them one by one.

But I just think of the number of people and the martial arts training.

Zhang Feng suddenly had an inspiration and wanted to build a 'big data model'.

'It's too tedious to touch and check every day.

It would be better to judge a person’s physical condition and muscle strength through examinations using medical equipment.

Then, through the integration of big data, it is organized into "martial arts force models."

The more Zhang Feng thought about it, the more he felt that this was feasible.

Although he is definitely not as good as the grandmaster himself who can feel other people's muscles and bones all the time when it comes to judging the more subtle force, he can get a lot more data.

It's also more worry-free.

Zhang Feng couldn't be sure, but he would know if it worked after trying it.

"I don't know if the owner is asleep or not."

Zhang Feng took out his cell phone and wanted to tell the museum owner about his idea in general and see if he could do it.

A message asking 'Are you asleep?' was sent.

Less than five seconds later, the owner of the museum called back.

"Hello, Master Zhang." The owner was quiet this time. "What's going on?"

"Would you be able to talk in person?" Zhang Feng said, "Because the matter I'm talking about is quite complicated, I'm afraid I can't explain it clearly over the phone."

"Come to the martial arts gym? I'll pick you up?" The owner replied, "I'm in the office looking over documents. Master Wang is here too."

"No need to pick up the phone, I'll go directly there." Zhang Feng was about to go out and go downstairs, "Otherwise, if you come to my house and then pick me up at the martial arts gym, I don't know what you're up to.

Since you are here, why don’t you just go to my house and talk? Why are you going around in circles?
I might as well go straight over there."

……

After half an hour.

Home.

Zhang Feng opened the door and looked at the owner and Master Wang standing at the door.

They were carrying a bunch of things in their hands.

Not gifts, but some dishes and drinks.

"Master Zhang is right, come directly." The owner walked in with a smile, and smelled the scent of Chinese medicine in Zhang Feng's room.

"Wow!" Master Wang was quite forthright, speaking his mind. "Master Zhang, you've practiced so much that the whole house is marinated in flavor."

"The place is small." Zhang Feng ignored his friends' jokes and led them to the small restaurant. "I know you guys brought the food with you, so it's better for me to go there.

My room is full of the smell of medicine, and it really makes me feel uncomfortable."

"How could that be?" The owner opened the meal.

Master Wang put the disposable plate in his hand on it.

This saves you from even having to wash the dishes.

"Here, try it." Master Wang handed Zhang Feng the chopsticks. "Keep it hot, don't let it get cold."

"Okay." Zhang Feng saw that everyone had arrived and smelled the delicious food, and he felt a little hungry.

There is no need to rush to explain, just eat first.

Half an hour later, we were full of food and drink.

Three cups of tea were served.

Zhang Feng looked at the two people who were looking at him and said, "I plan to build a data model for the students."

"What model?" Master Wang, under the influence of alcohol, asked preemptively, "Is it for collecting payments? Like a cash register at a supermarket? The kind that goes 'ding' every time a student is admitted or a tuition fee is collected?"

"We have this." The owner thought Zhang Feng was worried about so many people working together, so he explained seriously:

"After all, we are a multi-partner project, and all our accounts are open to the public, so Master Zhang doesn't have to worry about any company financial disputes.

I can guarantee it now, and even provide literal evidence.

If any financial disputes arise in the future, I will personally bear the losses incurred by Master Zhang."

After saying that, the owner looked at Zhang Feng seriously, and he cared a lot about this great master Zhang who said, "I'm going to pick a group of you."

"Yes, there are contracts for all matters related to money." Master Wang looked at Zhang Feng seriously, "Master Zhang, don't worry!"

The two had never heard of any model, so their first thought was the 'cash register' and the real-time economy similar to the 'company butler'.

"..." Zhang Feng saw their serious eyes, but was silent for a few seconds, picked up the teacup and thought for a few seconds, and finally put down the tea and thought for a few seconds, and finally said:
"I had a few drinks, and after you guys started talking to me like that, I forgot what I wanted to say.

Don't be impatient, let me think about it."

Zhang Feng stood up from the bench. Because his legs were exerting force, he suddenly remembered the big data model.

then.

Zhang Feng sorted out his words and simply said his thoughts: "The model I'm talking about is whether the martial arts hall can add some instruments to monitor the body.

Then we invite several experienced experts like nutritionists, fitness coaches, and data programmers to create three-dimensional models based on the students’ various body data.”

Zhang Feng said, looking at the two people who were gradually stunned, "Is the construction of this model easy to operate?"

"This..." The museum owner was stunned. He was not shocked by Zhang Feng's wonderful idea, but was calculating the huge expenditure.

"Great!" Master Wang's eyes lit up. "Master Zhang, do you want to 'practice martial arts with big data'?"

"Yes!" Zhang Feng liked this simple and direct name, "It's big data martial arts training, combining everyone's strengths and consolidating everyone's data.

Finally, they are integrated into pieces of information, which are also pieces of readable knowledge.”

"That's good, of course..." The gym owner felt increasingly uneasy as he listened. "Although we've pioneered big data training, which has never been seen before in other martial arts gyms, this funding..."

He looked at Zhang Feng and the other man awkwardly, "It's indeed not enough.

Because of the testing equipment, X-rays, and various expenses, this cost cannot be stopped at just a few hundred thousand.

After all, if we are going to buy something, we must buy something of high quality, right? We can’t just buy something that’s just for show, right?

"Yes." Zhang Feng nodded. After hearing what the museum owner said, he really didn't know the price of these instruments. "If I buy them, I must buy better ones, but how much does it cost?"

"It's a lot." The museum owner slumped in his chair, "A little bit of it would cost hundreds of millions.

Even if you don't buy these instruments.

For example, if a student comes, we will first take him to the hospital or other training institutions for various physical examinations.

But such expenses... a student only pays a few thousand yuan in tuition per quarter, but a round of these inspections must cost at least ten thousand yuan, right?

According to Master Zhang, it is real-time big data and needs to be checked regularly.

Even if we reach long-term cooperation with these institutions, we can get discounts.

This... we can't seem to afford it."

The museum owner knew very well that Zhang Feng’s idea was indeed brilliant.

But since it's a cow, it also involves the price that must be paid if you want a cow.

That is just throwing away huge amounts of money, which is like filling a bottomless pit.

at the same time.

After hearing what the owner said, Zhang Feng realized the difficulty of the matter.

Unless you expose yourself, show incredible strength, and then seek official cooperation, it may be easier.

But there are more things to do and they are more complicated.

It’s better to talk to the museum owner first and see if it can be done.

If you can't do it, then wait until your strength improves a little bit, and don't worry about those tedious things, it doesn't matter.

Not to mention a few martial arts schools, Zhang Feng even dared to ask for the human body data of the whole world.

I thought to myself.

Zhang Feng also gradually gave up the idea of ​​starting now.

At worst, you can just touch it, which is more delicate.

But when the owner of the hall saw that Master Zhang was silent, he racked his brains to help and take credit for it.

I've been thinking about this.

He suddenly thought of something and said, "I know some bosses who have the financial resources to do this, but it's hard to discuss because they are not from our martial arts circle."

Perhaps because he owns a martial arts school, the owner now refers to himself as a member of the martial arts circle when talking to others. "Then let's meet?" Zhang Feng heard that he had someone, and he was tempted. "It doesn't matter whether we talk or not. As long as you can arrange it, I'll take care of the rest."

Although Zhang Feng has never done business or raised investment.

But I feel that this should be easier than killing dozens of monsters.

……

the next day.

Ten p.m.

Another private club in the city, a side hall.

Zhang Feng, wearing loose training clothes, walked into this very luxurious side hall with the owner of the gym.

Although it is called a side hall, it is more like a meeting room.

Zhang Feng walked in and saw more than a dozen CEOs of different ages sitting on the sofas around the large round table in the middle.

There were also a few CEOs standing nearby, but it wasn't because of their low status, but because they simply wanted to stand there.

At this moment, as Zhang Feng walked in.

They looked at Zhang Feng and then at the owner of the museum.

They made time to attend the museum owner's invitation out of consideration for the owner's deceased father.

In addition, the owner of the gym said that he would bring a master who could fight dozens of people today.

Naturally, everyone was more curious.

They were so curious that in addition to them, they also brought a dozen bodyguards to the side hall.

This is not because they want to try it out with Zhang Feng, but because they subconsciously protect their own safety.

Apart from them, there were a few others who didn't come because of the dinner, didn't understand the purpose of tonight, and didn't want to put themselves in danger.

"Dear brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts."

When the owner came in, he also greeted everyone with a toast.

"Come and sit down, nephew."

"You're looking for us?"

"The gentleman next to you is Zhang Feng, Master Zhang?"

"Yes." The owner also hurriedly introduced, "This is..."

"Zhang Feng." Zhang Feng glanced at them briefly, then looked at the bodyguards around him.
“I know all the bosses are busy.

Therefore, in order to prevent the bosses from having a bad impression of the owner.

To make a long story short, today I would like to invite all of you bosses to invest.

I also know that everything has to be profitable.”

Zhang Feng said this and looked at the nearest boss.

He stood upright beside the sofa.

"I know a little about medicine."

Zhang Feng said this and walked straight towards him.

"Mr. Zhang." The two bodyguards beside the boss saw him and politely stretched out their hands to stop him.

"What does he want to do?" Everyone was also attracted by Zhang Feng's strange behavior.

Wow!

Zhang Feng stretched out his hand lightly and shook off the two tall and strong bodyguards. Before the boss could react, he tapped him on the temple with his palm.

The boss tilted his head, a little confused, but then looked at Zhang Feng in surprise and said, "I'm not dizzy anymore?"

"It's not dizziness."

Zhang Feng put his hand down and stood up, "I saw your pupils vibrating when you leaned over, it's otolith dislocation.

It has been restored now, but it is best not to stay up late in the near future."

"He was treating a patient just now?"

"Just a moment?"

Everyone was stunned when they saw this, and felt that the treatment was too fast, as if it was a well-rehearsed script?
But they also knew that this dizzy boss was a logistics tycoon in the province and there was no need for him to play along with them.

After all, whether Zhang Feng is a god or not, they will know after trying it.

They all have some physical discomfort to some extent.

Even if they are comfortable, they still want to stay healthy in the future.

"Chinese medicine's four methods of observation, listening, questioning and palpation are not that fast, right?" An old man stood up and looked at Zhang Feng with curiosity and expectation.
"I've been having some issues with my legs lately. Doctor Zhang Feng... Doctor Zhang, could you take a look at me?"

The old man knew a little about medicine and could see that Zhang Feng seemed to have some skills.

As to whether it exists or not, you will have to see for yourself.

"Sit down." Zhang Feng motioned him to sit down, then sat next to him, searched and pinched through his trouser leg, and at the same time used over-frequency resonance to hit the side of his calf bone.

"It's just a common muscle strain." Zhang Feng patted his injured muscles several times to relax and repair them, then stood up and said, "There's still some inflammation, but it will be fine after applying some medicine.

Also, don't walk around for long periods of time in the next two days."

"So fast? Acupuncture isn't that magical?" The old man moved his legs and found that it really didn't hurt anymore.

"Miracle doctor?"

"Wonderful rejuvenation!"

"Isn't Master Zhang a good fighter? How come he's a miracle doctor?"

When everyone saw the old man's surprised expression, they knew that Zhang Feng had gone over a few more times and cured another patient.

Similarly, if Zhang Feng could fight, these bosses might not care too much. At most, they would just stay away from him and not want to put themselves in danger.

But if one can practice medicine and cure illnesses, and bring people back to health, then that's not just amazing, it's like 'A good body is worth a fortune!'

For a moment, all the bosses looked at Zhang Feng with fiery eyes.

After treating the old man, Zhang Fengzhi looked at the nearest boss.

"He is Mr. Xu." The owner of the museum also introduced him excitedly, feeling that he had gained a lot of face!

"Yeah." Zhang Feng nodded calmly, then looked at the man, "Next, Mr. Xu."

"Yes... I'm Mr. Xu!" Mr. Xu quickly raised his hand and responded twice, then waved it away hurriedly, "No, no, no! Master Zhang, Brother Zhang! Just call me Xiao Xu!"

"Mr. Xu, you're too polite." Zhang Feng shook his head and waved for him to come over.

Mr. Xu trotted over and said with a smile, "Thank you, Brother Zhang!"

"It's not cured yet, don't rush." ​​As Zhang Feng finished speaking, he placed his palm on his chest, and used the other hand to search for the dragon's bones in his front and back body, and finally used clever force to hit his left lung.

"Cough..." Mr. Xu coughed and opened his mouth.

Zhang Feng looked at his mouth and tongue,

"You have internal injuries, both the heart and spleen qi are deficient. You need to clear away heat, dispel restlessness, and nourish the blood.

I'll tell you about the medicine, remember it."

"Okay! Okay!" Mr. Xu quickly took out his mobile phone and listened carefully to every word Zhang Feng said.

"Master Zhang!"

"Dr. Zhang!"

The other CEOs were not to be outdone and raised their hands one after another, wanting Dr. Zhang to prescribe medicine and treat them.

……

after an hour.

"Master Zhang, take care!"

"Master Zhang, if you're free someday, give me a call and I'll take you to our company!"

"Dr. Zhang! Thank you! Thank you!"

"Brother Zhang, drive slowly!"

At this moment, at the entrance of the club, a group of CEOs with different temperaments stood in front of a business car and said goodbye to Zhang Fenghe, the owner of the club.

Such a scene, and the smiling farewell of this group of domineering CEOs, also attracted the waiters in the club to watch and guess which big shot was sitting in the business car.

Simultaneously.

Business car, back seat.

"Master Zhang! Awesome!" The owner looked at Zhang Feng in amazement. He didn't expect that Master Zhang could negotiate the deal without drinking a drop of wine.

A total of 300 million yuan!
The prerequisite is that when they are sick, they can visit Zhang Feng at his home.

In addition, the three hundred million is not just for medical treatment, but a new concept of "big data martial arts training".

It was Zhang Feng, the great doctor who could both fight and heal, who was in charge again.

All the bosses are still very hopeful.

But the owner is still a businessman after all.

In order to minimize the loss and protect everyone's reputation, he proposed:
"Master Zhang, this is what I think.

Look, we should buy some machines.

But for some larger and more expensive facilities, once they are placed there, the depreciation money is hundreds or thousands every day, flowing out in large quantities.

So I thought, why don’t I contact people from other agencies?

For example, their organization also has human testing projects, but they don’t have as comprehensive machines as we do.

In this way, we can make some deals with them.

If they can't test the project, they send it to us and charge us based on the number of times they test it?"

"Okay." Zhang Feng fully agreed with the proposal. "The more people who use it, the better. Outsiders are also part of the big data martial arts training."

if it is possible.

Zhang Feng actually hopes that everyone can use it for free.

But this request is obviously unreasonable.

However, Zhang Feng also had another consideration. What if he waited for the first student to develop resonance and this obviously incredible power?

Then it is very likely that official personnel will contact me, but it can also be rolled out all over the world to form a real "big data training" with the highest efficiency.

But wait until they contact themselves.

As long as Zhang Feng can open his spiritual power and raise his physical fitness to above 40, he won't need to worry about any complicated things.

By the time.

Zhang Feng has only one goal, which is to spread big data on martial arts training all over the world, set off a training craze, and then benefit from it.

……

In the next few days, the bosses were contacting familiar manufacturers or acquaintances they had contact with before to start equipping the martial arts school in Zhou City.

Zhou City is the city where Zhang Feng is located.

The martial arts school here can be regarded as the first testing point.

Seven days passed by unknowingly.

Zhang Feng was still the same as usual, practicing martial arts when he should and teaching his disciples when he should.

But many devices have been brought into the museum one after another.

After that comes the installation and debugging, and the imported products also take time to arrive.

The funds came quickly and the bosses were generous.

It just takes some time to buy good products, install and deliver them.

(End of this chapter)