Matrix Survival: I Get A Random Chest Every Day

In this situation, you should pretend nothing happened and make the other party think it was unintentional.

Even though Li Zheng really didn't mean it.

Of course, with someone like Senior Sister Qinghua, this trick is useless.

"Ahem... Since we're all here, I'll go open the door." Li Zheng was thankful he had turned to the side while opening the Jumping Device, narrowly avoiding the door to the special room.

Otherwise, he'd be caught in an awkward position sandwiched between Heroine Zhan and Lu Li, trying to adjust his stance in a cramped room just to get through the door.

Brushing aside the now-sullen-faced Zhan Zhouzhou in his arms, Li Zheng acted as if nothing was wrong and sidestepped towards the light screen.

[Please select a training room type: Cold Weapons, Hot Weapons.]

Li Zheng didn't expect the training room to be categorized, and accidentally bumped into the light screen. After a pause, he selected the Cold Weapons room, feeling the piercing gaze behind him as he nervously walked inside.

Once safely inside, Li Zheng sighed in relief and rubbed his chest and abdomen.

Don't be fooled by Heroine Zhan's weight of under a hundred; in certain aspects, she's quite capable.

That collision really let Li Zheng experience what it means to be overwhelmed by grandeur.

"Awoo?"

Xiao Ying came in second, voicing for Li Zheng to make way as he stood at the door.

Following him were the sulking Zhan Zhouzhou and Lu Li sporting a panda eye.

If he hadn't pushed from behind earlier, Zhan Zhouzhou could've slightly sidestepped and avoided Li Zheng.

Lu Li was extremely resentful; how was he supposed to know it was such a small space here? Upon exiting the Teleportation Gate and seeing someone blocking the way, he instinctively gave a push.

How was he to know it would push Zhan Zhouzhou, who had arrived with her front foot, right into Li Zheng's arms?

He looked at Li Zheng pitifully, as if saying: If not for me, would you have reaped such a big benefit? If you have a conscience, help me get revenge!

Revenge?

Let's not even talk about whether I can beat Zhan Zhouzhou; I'm already in the wrong just based on the stance alone. How could I have the face to fight?

Li Zheng awkwardly averted his gaze: "We only have two hours in the training room; let's train separately."

After saying this, he ignored Lu Li's even more mournful look and slipped away to the side.

"..." Lu Li opened his mouth, only to close it immediately when he noticed Zhan Zhouzhou glance his way, then went to find equipment suited for him.

The Cold Weapons training room was absurdly spacious, comparable to two stadiums in area. With Li Zheng's pace, it would take several minutes to walk a full circuit.

The bright lights on the ceiling illuminated the area like daylight, with the decor resembling a modern gym, and various training equipment arranged in the hall.

Some were for strength training, others for speed, and some for balance.

The equipment for practicing cold weapon techniques was even more diverse, including internally metallic and externally leather "wooden dummy posts," a separate small room labeled "Gravity Room" at its entrance, and sandbags hung on frames, among other things.

These pieces of equipment alone occupied one-third of the training room space.

Most strikingly, in the center of the training room stood a platform spanning hundreds of square meters, seemingly built for players to spar with each other.

At the four corners of the platform stood four faceless black-clothed humanoid robots, and below the platform were four rows of weapon racks made from special materials, stocked with various weapons.

Li Zheng walked over and picked up a one-handed longsword, realizing these weapons resembled "models," feeling like a mix of plastic and rubber.

These weapons had no sharp edges, making them useful for sparring without causing injury.

He hefted it in his hand, surprisingly heavy, nearly replicating the weight of metallic weapons.

Zhan Zhouzhou came over with a grim face and picked up a longsword as well: "You've had the sword manual for a few days now; you've practiced quite a bit, right? Want to spar so I can give you some pointers?"

Pointers?

What a nice way to put it!

Isn't it just an excuse to get revenge?

Does Li Zheng look like he'd fall for this?

"Haha... hahaha, I'm not having any troubles, no need for pointers."

Swiftly putting the longsword back on the weapon rack, he headed towards the adjacent Gravity Room.

If it weren't for the earlier awkwardness, Li Zheng would be eager for Zhan Zhouzhou to give him some pointers.

He's been practicing "Zhan's Swordsmanship" for a few days now, only mastering two moves, one of which is just at the beginner's level.

Without guidance, trying to comprehend it fully on his own would no doubt be a fool's dream.

"Tch, coward." Zhan Zhouzhou watched Li Zheng's guilty retreating figure, scoffed, and turned to jump on the platform, activating a robot to spar with.

These robots were infused with a wealth of specialized abilities. Their heads were even equipped with high-tier tactical analyzers that continuously scanned the sparrer's movements, allowing the central system to analyze and make effective counterattacks.

These robots were the most valuable training equipment in the room, effectively boosting the user's mastery ability acquisition speed.

Zhan Zhouzhou opted for unarmed and tried a few rounds with a robot.

In just three moves, she stabbed her sword into the robot's chest, where a sensor mimicking a human's vital spot was installed, causing it to halt after a certain level of impact.

"Too weak." Zhan Zhouzhou was disinterested, easily defeating a robot with boxing specialization without even turning off the extra gravity on her "overweight" necklace.

One can imagine how strong she's grown since acquiring specialized skills in swordsmanship.

Such pace of advancement, she truly is a prodigy whose talents are all invested in "Swordsmanship."

After resetting her opponent, this time she activated three robots at once, each wielding a knife, sword, and spear—three popular weapons.

After choosing their weapons, the three robots attacked simultaneously: the sword stance was soft, the blade stance was fierce, and the spear stance was sharp. Their combined techniques knocked down Zhan Zhouzhou in one encounter.

"Now that's interesting." Zhan Zhouzhou, pinned at three vital points by three weapons, had her eyes gleaming with fighting spirit.

The stronger the opponent, the more qualified they are to be her "whetstone," otherwise, fighting holds no appeal.

She reduced the robots by one, composed herself, and re-engaged in the sparring.

This time, the pressure was just right as Zhan Zhouzhou faced two robots, fighting them to a draw.

On the platform, Zhan Zhouzhou employed her family-inherited step technique, weaving through the barrage of blades and shadows, alternating between fish-like and butterfly-like motions, elegant yet lethal.

Her eyes were everywhere and her ears picked up everything, making her and the sword seem as one, able to do as they pleased.

Lu Li originally picked a long spear to poke the "wooden dummy post" but was drawn over to watch from below the platform.

Zhan Zhouzhou's body technique was elusive, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. Lu Li imagined himself in her place and found.

If he were to set up a sniper rifle and aim, he wouldn't even be able to catch her figure!

"Is she really human?" Lu Li was overwhelmed and felt grateful for deciding on a whim to learn the basics of Spear Art earlier.

Li Zheng had already "explored" the Gravity Room, tested its general uses, and came out to watch the commotion.

Hearing Lu Li's statement, he said, "Don't compare her to ordinary people; she can actually unleash Sword Qi."

"Sword Qi!?"

Lu Li was even more shocked: "Is it that miraculous?"

"No kidding!" Li Zheng also felt exasperated. "When I first saw her use that sword maneuver, I started questioning life."

As if to prove Li Zheng's words, on the platform, Zhan Zhouzhou suddenly switched up her sword moves, using the special longsword to parry the incoming knife from the robot.

But the sensor in its chest suddenly took an invisible hit, instantly rendering it "dead" and motionless.

Seeing this scene, Lu Li almost popped his eyes out, his mouth agape without knowing what to say.

Li Zheng stood by, his expression slightly sinking: "Last time that Sword Qi was just a breeze; now it can actually cause damage."

Realizing something, Lu Li turned to Li Zheng and asked, "So... if you two were to spar, who would be stronger?"

"..." Li Zheng pondered for two seconds, then uncertainly shook his head, "I have no idea."

"Then we're screwed!" Lu Li despaired, feeling like crying, "We can forget about leaving the training room peacefully today..."

"Hmm..." On hearing this, Li Zheng contemplated whether it was too late to leave the training room now.

At that moment, Zhan Zhouzhou turned and defeated another robot, pointing to Li Zheng with intense battle intent, "Get up here!"

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