Martial Arts Godhood: At the Start, Rebels Asked Me to Be an Undercover Agent

Xiao Wang was looking for the forty-year-old man from last time, but after looking around, he couldn't find him.

Xiao Wang had no choice but to start queuing at the end of the line.

After waiting in line for a while, the line behind him started to grow longer. He turned around and peeked out, but he couldn't find the guy.

"Could he be dead?"

Xiao Wang guessed in his heart, and looked at the line of people receiving pensions next to him. There were already six family members in line, and every now and then another family member would join the line.

The queue grew longer and longer, while the staff of Fusheng Group inside the storefront were also working hard.

About an hour later, the mechanical voice of the staff rang out again.

"Take out your agreements, line up, and come one by one."

Xiao Wang's group began to move, and he followed with small, quick steps, occasionally glancing back at the group behind him, but still couldn't see his elder brother.

Xiao Wang ignored it and took the agreement out of his bag and held it in his hand.

Another hour later, it was finally his turn.

The staff member took the agreement from his hand, looked at it, then drew a vial of his blood, put it away, and handed him two 10,000-dollar bills.

For convenience, the Federation specially issued federal currency in denominations of 1,500 and 10,000.

"Are you going to do a second phase?" the staff member asked, looking at him.

"Do."

Xiao Wang gave an affirmative answer, noting that everyone before him had completed the second phase, without exception.

I think the risks of the second phase shouldn't be higher than the first.

"Roll up your sleeves."

As before, the staff followed the procedure, injecting the Phase II trial drug into his body through his arm, and then stamped the agreement.

"Come back in two days with the agreement to collect the money. If you die, let your family collect the compensation next door."

"Next."

Xiao Wang put away the money and the agreement, then stood up.

Looking towards the still-standing queue, I still couldn't spot the middle-aged man.

Then he looked at the line next to him receiving the pension, and the number of people had increased to nine.

After standing there for a moment, Xiao Wang prepared to leave.

Just then, he saw a little girl walking towards him from a distance. She looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old. She was very thin and had a prosthetic leg. Although she did not use crutches, she still walked with a limp.

It looks like a cheaply made prosthetic body.

She walked slowly forward, and Xiao Wang kept staring at her. At this moment, he hoped that she was just passing by, going to see her friends or her parents.

But Xiao Wang knew that this was almost impossible, because he saw his older brother's shadow in the little girl's face.

But he still stubbornly believed that the little girl was probably just passing by.

Under Xiao Wang's gaze, the little girl drew closer and closer. Under his watchful eye, she walked towards the line to receive the pension and took out an agreement from the pocket of her somewhat tattered clothes.

The moment Xiao Wang saw her take out the agreement, a strange emotion welled up in his heart.

"Damn it."

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Half an hour later, Xiao Wang appeared in front of a martial arts school.

The martial arts school was called Zhongxing Martial Arts School. He had already inquired about it beforehand. Before the entrance exam for Yuanshan Martial Arts Academy, he planned to use this time to train and improve at this martial arts school.

As a supplement to the Federal Martial Arts Academy, martial arts schools are numerous and diverse, with varying levels of skill and fees.

Many people who fail to get into martial arts academies will learn some martial arts skills at martial arts dojos.

In the outer city of Wonsan, almost every student aspiring to enter Wonsan Martial Arts Academy tries to find ways to practice extra at the martial arts hall.

Unless they are martial arts prodigies with absolute confidence in themselves.

Xiao Wang finally found the martial arts school after making several inquiries. He learned that the founder of Zhongxing Martial Arts School was originally a teacher at Yuanshan Martial Arts Academy, but was later dismissed for some unknown reason, and then founded this martial arts school.

Xiao Wang's idea was that since the goal was to improve martial arts, tuition fees were not a concern. The primary condition was that the master had to be skilled. Since the founder of Zhongxing Martial Arts School had been a teacher at Yuanshan Martial Arts Academy, his skill level must not be too bad.

Standing outside the door, Xiao Wang looked up and saw that the martial arts school was not large and the entrance was not conspicuous.

But that's okay, he's just here to ask about the fees.

The martial arts school's gate was wide open, and Xiao Wang walked straight in. Inside was a courtyard that resembled a martial arts training ground. The courtyard wasn't large, and some cold weapons, such as knives, spears, swords, axes, and three-section staffs, were displayed on both sides.

But there wasn't a single person in sight.

Is anyone home?

Xiao Wang stood in the courtyard and called out.

After a long silence, just as I was about to call out again, someone suddenly came out from the inner room.

This man was tall and muscular, over 1.9 meters tall.

Xiao Wang glanced at him and judged that this person's combat strength must be considerable.

He looked at Xiao Wang: "Who are you looking for?"

"I've come to become your apprentice."

"Become an apprentice?" the big guy asked, puzzled.

"Yes, this is a martial arts dojo, right? I've come to become an apprentice and learn martial arts."

Upon hearing this, the burly man re-examined Xiao Wang carefully. "This is indeed a martial arts gym, but Master is not here right now. If you're not in a hurry, you can wait a bit. If you're busy, you can come another day."

"I'm not in a hurry."

"Then let's wait a bit, Master should be back soon."

After the big guy finished speaking, he brought out a basket of edamame from the side room and sat on the street edge at the entrance of the main room to start shelling them.

Xiao Wang strolled around the courtyard, walked to the spot where cold weapons were kept, and picked up a knife to practice with it for a while, and then picked up a gun to try it out.

The big guy ignored him, only glancing at him occasionally, while concentrating on shelling his own edamame.

"How should I address this senior brother?" Xiao Wang returned to the center of the courtyard and asked the big guy.

"Cheng Hu".

"Hello, Senior Brother Cheng. Why are there so few people at our martial arts school?"

When Xiao Wang came in, he felt something was wrong. In a typical martial arts school, there are at least twenty or more disciples, and some even have as many as a hundred.

"Is that all?"

"what?"

"Um."

Upon hearing this answer, Xiao Wang initially thought Cheng Hu was just giving a perfunctory response, but after looking at him, he realized that Cheng Hu was answering very seriously.

I decided not to pursue the matter further and changed the subject.

"Senior Brother Cheng, how much does your martial arts school charge? Is it expensive?"

"You'll have to ask your master about that."

Are there any conditions for accepting apprentices?

"You'll have to ask your master."

How much do edamame cost per pound?

"4 Federal Dollars."

Xiao Wang: ...

Well, it seems we'll just have to wait for Master to arrive.

After waiting for almost an hour, and with Cheng Hu's edamame nearly gone, his master finally returned.

Hearing the noise at the door, Xiao Wang turned around to look.

An elderly man in his fifties, with some gray hair but looking energetic, led a young man in his thirties, who was only about 1.6 meters tall, into the room with a ruthless look in his eyes.

Both of them were taken aback when they saw Xiao Wang.

"Who is this kid?"