"No," Song Junhui showed a sincere smile on his face, nodded, and then clapped his hands. The iron wall on one side suddenly cracked and a small crack was opened, and then it seemed like a door was gently pushed open, and several people in white coats walked out from behind the door.

"Look at this." Song Junhui took a piece of paper from a white coat and handed it to Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming saw that it was written on it, such as his treatment. This was a contract. After five million, the meaning of these to Zhang Ming was actually nothing, so he nodded readily, then took the pen handed over to the white coat, and then signed Wang Xing's name.

Song Junhui's eyes were even more appreciative and he said, "So happy, you are a person who can do big things." Then he nodded to the white coats on the side, and then said to Zhang Ming: "If you cooperate with them, they will do a comprehensive physical examination and test for you. Super power can be improved, especially in terms of physical fitness. Do you understand what I mean?"

Zhang Ming nodded silently, and at this time, the white coats on one side had already set up a machine that looked quite complicated.

After a while, Zhang Ming completed all the tests. During this period, according to the requirements of the white coats, he showed the strength of various parts of his body in relevant positions of the machine, and underwent a full-body scan.

After the end, Song Junhui soon obtained his physical data and suggestions for his exercise direction.

He nodded at Zhang Ming and handed it to Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming took it over and looked at it. If he converted it into the units, it was indeed similar to the data he saw with the help of the mysterious place.

"It's hard to imagine that the explosive power contained in your muscles is twice that of ordinary adults, and the degree of lasting force is more than 1.7 times that of ordinary people."

Song Junhui smacked his lips and said, "And your power is easier to enhance and improve through modern means. Unlike me, it is just like me, and it may be difficult to evolve."

Zhang Ming's heart moved, modern means? He had never thought about this before. It seems that the harvest from this trip to this world may not only be due to the super powers brought by the super tide explosion, but also some physical improvements!

"This is the exercise advice given to you by gentlemen. If you persist, you may be able to reach another level in a few years and reach the Superman level."

Superpowers are divided into five levels: abnormal level, superhuman level, disaster level, destruction level, and god-ghost level according to the intensity of their reactions (including explosive power, recovery power, or comprehensive considerations of some other special factors).

The abnormal level is just some locally advanced specialties compared to ordinary people, and can basically be solved by number of people; the superhuman level is completely different from humans in local aspects, and it is difficult to subdue if the army is not dispatched;

The disaster level, the destruction level and the god-ghost level are just like their names, with almost uncontrollable abilities. Basically, superpowers of this level are now under the control of national departments. Occasionally, one or two people who are not here have special identities, but they must also be strictly controlled.

Few wild superpowers can reach the superhuman level, because the superpower reaction will inevitably diverge naturally after reaching a certain level. After reaching a certain level, the superpowers cannot hide the eyes of the state departments and will inevitably be discovered.

Superpowered people who wake up from feeling the superpower tide are generally abnormal, and only a very small number of lucky people in the eyes of tide storms can reach the superhuman level. Song Junhui belongs to the former.

Zhang Ming judged that his ability should be around the abnormal level. Although he had some martial arts to keep him not just super physical fitness on paper, this should not be enough to cross the level. After all, as far as he could guess, the ceiling of his martial arts world might be around disaster or destruction.

Although he is considered one of the geniuses of this generation in the gang, he is still just an ordinary little shrimp to the world.

Zhang Ming carefully read the suggestions given by the researchers, and felt that it was very beneficial to him just by looking at them on paper. Many things he noticed during his practice before were mentioned here, and many things he felt were clearly reflected on the paper.

Seeing Zhang Ming solemnly folding the research report and putting it into his pocket, Song Junhui smiled with satisfaction. So far, Zhang Ming's performance has made him very satisfied. The image of a young man who is a fledgling man who does not use his superpower to do evil, is enthusiastic about saving others, and is humbly accepting other people's suggestions and has certain advantages.

As for the background he had been on the street, he was ignored by him at this moment. After all, Zhang Ming did not have a hooligan atmosphere, so that experience was naturally subjectively considered by Song Junhui to go astray - the prodigal son turned around and was too distracted, and it was too much to be involved in the streets.

"Do you want to teach us an unforgettable lesson?"

Song Junhui lowered his voice, facing the white coats who were nervously dismantling the instruments, he lowered his voice and asked Zhang Ming next to him.

Obviously, he couldn't solve the murderer's brother directly, although he had prepared more means to deal with the other party, based on the evidence he had now, it was enough for people all over the world to believe that this guy was buying murderers, which was enough for him to do a lot of things.

But he could directly solve the guy who dared to take on the task and almost killed him.

"You are going to do that killer?" Zhang Ming asked pretending to be a little nervous.

Although the other party seemed to have many hot weapons, Zhang Ming was actually not afraid at all. He seemed much tougher than the martial arts masters when the gun era just arrived. After all, he had too much reliance, and the martial arts in the martial arts world were not comparable to the simple punching and foot skills he had in his previous life.

Song Junhui patted Zhang Ming's shoulder and smiled meaningfully, "Don't worry, we can't lose - go and practice your courage."

Zhang Ming nodded. At this moment, he realized what role Song Junhui was going to train him into, probably a killer or something.

He knew what the main character Song Junhui and the main plot of this world was. Song Junhui was a family star who wanted to enter the political arena. Perhaps it was this assassination that made him discover that this private action was not lacking, so he developed the mentality of cultivating several superpowers to do things for him.

And this action to round up the killer gave him a chance to train others.

However, Zhang Ming thought to himself that the position of Song Junhui as a private killer in the plot was the one they wanted to mess with now. By the way, she also served as Song Junhui's personal life assistant... one of them.

It seemed that he had disturbed the plot again. Zhang Ming felt a little happy. He pretended to be a little entangled and firm expression on the surface. He nodded with a serious tone and said, "No problem!"
Chapter completed!