Compared to the quietness of the intermediate area, the training field’s beginner zone was much more bustling.
People came and went, full of energy and excitement.
Various fitness equipment was densely arranged in a poorly ventilated large warehouse, resembling a cheap bulk fitness center.
Men and women, scantily clad, either bare-chested or wearing tight vests, moved back and forth.
Everyone was drenched in sweat, with steam rising from their bodies like buns in a steamer.
At the other end of the warehouse, there was something like an arcade shooting game—brain reaction training machines stood there, with many people holding low-power ray guns and shooting at flickering dots on the wall at lightning speed.
This was the favorite hangout for the fighting-capable Scavengers in town, even more popular than 21st-century karaoke bars, pubs, and internet cafés.
Ren Zhong rarely felt a touch of vitality here.
Professionals trained hard as an investment in themselves.
Compared to those at the bottom in the slums, already crushed into the dirt, Professionals, also Scavengers, were different.
These people had desires and pursuits for the future and thus possessed vigor and spirit.
In the corner, Ren Zhong wore a 20Kg weighted vest and ran on the curved treadmill as if his legs were on fire, almost producing afterimages.
He had been sprinting on this treadmill for nearly five minutes straight.
Anyway, after getting exhausted, Wen Lei would carry him away, so he trained much more intensely than the average Scavenger.
This made a guy waiting beside him, eager to take over the equipment, unbearable, wondering how this unfamiliar face could be so inconsiderate.
"Hey buddy, you’ve run enough, don’t kill yourself on the treadmill. Isn’t that unlucky? Get off it!"
The guy said as he reached out to push.
At this moment, Ren Zhong was running at full speed.
The guy’s actions were dangerous and could easily cause injuries.
Out of the corner of his eye, Ren Zhong saw the hand reaching for him, and he was startled, wanting to slow down and stop, but it was too late.
In that instant, a thought flashed like lightning in his mind.
He realized that he had been "protected" too well by Zheng Tian’s team and had relaxed his vigilance, forgetting that in this era, where everyone lived on the edge of a knife, the Scavengers of Starfire Town were surely fierce by nature.
Within the town walls, as long as no real weapons were involved, fistfights were not restricted for Scavengers.
Anyway, if someone got killed, the Hunters would show up quickly to take away the fresh brain of the newly deceased.
A moment later, Ren Zhong didn’t fall, but instead, the guy was sent flying off to the side, crashing into a woman doing hard pulling strength training.
In an instant, chaos ensued, with curses flying and the scene descending into disorder.
Ren Zhong slowly decelerated and stopped, looking at the two-meter-twenty-six giant who appeared just in time, and grinned, "Why are you here?"
Wen Lei replied sheepishly, "Earlier, when you left, Ren Zhong, you said you were coming to the beginner zone. The captain thought it was crowded and chaotic here and worried someone would bother you, so she asked me to come over and check on you. Good thing I arrived on time."
The guy and the woman who had been knocked over had already gotten up and were about to curse when they saw Wen Lei’s unmistakable towering figure. They swallowed their curses, muttered low complaints, and left.
Although Wen Lei held a low status in Zheng Tian’s team, he was still a semi-Professional member of the Scavenger Team, which made him a notable figure among the Scavengers of the town.
Just as Ren Zhong was about to change his training module, the two switched to another place, sitting on two rowing machines side by side.
Even though it was crowded here as well, Wen Lei seemed straightforward only within the team; after arriving, he simply waved, causing two rogue Scavengers to scurry off understandingly.
After sitting down and training for a while, Ren Zhong slowed his actions and said, "Wen Lei, if you have something to say, just tell me directly."
This straightforward person wasn’t good at lying.
Earlier, when he said goodbye to the team, he hadn’t even told anyone else he was coming to the beginner zone.
This was such a trivial matter that there was no need to emphasize it.
Surely Wen Lei had come to the training ground to find Ju Qingmeng, learned of the destination, and then falsely attributed his following to the captain.
Ren Zhong could easily tell Wen Lei had something difficult to speak on his mind.
Ren Zhong wanted to tell him that, given their friendship, he could be open and honest.
But in this round of resurrection, Wen Lei didn’t know that he had "once" helped Ren Zhong with training initiation four times and they had spent considerable time together.