"Cough."
Huang Qingshan coughed abruptly. Although he knew Zhang Wei was worried about damaging the equipment, the sound was incredibly irritating.
He composed himself.
He waved his hand and smiled,
"It's fine, it's not like I'm asking you to run on a treadmill, just to run. The treadmill won't break."
"Alright."
With Huang Qingshan's assurance, Zhang Wei had no more worries and stepped onto the treadmill.
Then he bent down, placed his hands on the ground, and assumed the starting position commonly used by athletes.
"Hoo~"
Zhang Wei exhaled a breath of stale air.
[Ding! System points recovered from left hand]
[Ding! 2328 system points added to host's legs]
"Mr. Zhang Wei, I'm ready here, you can start running," the staff member, Xiao Zheng, inquired.
BANG!!!
As Xiao Zheng uttered the last syllable, Zhang Wei's legs suddenly exerted force, and he sprinted onto the treadmill.
With that initial stride.
Huang Qingshan's heart leaped into his throat.
He clearly saw the immense power in Zhang Wei's step. The entire treadmill visibly sank, and the running belt seemed to indent. It wasn't an illusion, because amidst the loud bang, he faintly heard a cracking sound.
Thinking of that "crack" sound.
Huang Qingshan felt terrible. Had his jinxed words come true? Had Zhang Wei broken the treadmill?
At the same time.
Outside the window, the ghost exorcists were also conversing.
Zhang Wei was running frantically on the treadmill at an astonishing speed.
The speed was too fast.
As his hands swung and his legs moved rapidly, the running belt spun wildly, and the entire treadmill vibrated.
This scene.
Gave them a feeling... as if the treadmill would smoke and burn out in the next second.
"What's the point of being a ghost exorcist? With this running speed, he should compete in the Olympics. The country needs him."
The speaker was the ghost exorcist who had clutched his chest earlier, his expression filled with shock.
The others were no better.
"Zhang Wei's speed is too fast! The way he moves his legs, I feel like my eyes are going to blur."
"More than just blurring my eyes, honestly, I'm afraid Zhang Wei will start chasing the sun if he keeps running like this. He'll become Kuafu chasing the sun, no, he might even run up into the sky! He's truly running like he's flying!"
"Do you think Zhang Wei practiced martial arts before becoming a Taoist? Like 'Water-Walking Technique'."
"Damn it, if they don't cast him as 'Ghostly Seven' in a Wong Fei-hung movie, I won't watch it."
"Although we ghost exorcists can cultivate our bodies to surpass athletes, it doesn't mean he's surpassed them this much at such a young age. How many meters is that per second?"
They discussed.
Their gazes remained fixed on Zhang Wei, afraid that a blink of an eye would cause them to miss him running away or breaking the treadmill. In their eyes, Zhang Wei was very capable of doing either.
Time flew by.
When Xiao Zheng informed Zhang Wei, "Ten minutes are up," Zhang Wei stepped off the treadmill.
Immediately.
Everyone inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank goodness. Zhang Wei's speed slowed down quite a bit towards the end of these ten minutes. He's still human."
"Indeed. If Zhang Wei could maintain that speed for ten minutes, I think we should report it. Call 315 for an investigation, say there's a fake human here."
Facing everyone's comments.
The ghost exorcist who had clutched his chest earlier couldn't help but let out a wry smile:
"Why are you all sighing in relief? No matter how much Zhang Wei's speed slowed down in the last ten minutes, his stamina is still explosive."
As soon as he spoke.
Everyone looked dejected.
Yes, Zhang Wei's ten-minute sprint, despite slowing down, still far surpassed them. What were they sighing in relief about?
Unknowingly, they had been infected by Zhang Wei, unconsciously comparing themselves to him, hoping he would run slower, not have such a huge gap between them. It was a strange human psychological tendency; the more people encounter someone superior to them, the more they unconsciously compare.
On the other hand.
Zhang Wei stepped off the treadmill:
"Captain Huang, what should I do next?"
Huang Qingshan walked over and pointed to the glass room on the right side of the room:
"Go into the glass room, put on the clothes inside. The holes on the walls will shoot out small balls. You need to dodge them for 10 minutes. Don't worry, the balls are made of special material and won't hurt you."
As he spoke.
He subtly moved closer to Zhang Wei's treadmill and glanced at it, wanting to see if it had been damaged.
Based on Zhang Wei's performance in the previous two tests, Huang Qingshan no longer cared about the reaction time test. Given Zhang Wei's stamina, his reaction time was bound to be good. Instead of worrying about Zhang Wei's reaction time, he was more concerned about whether the treadmill was broken.
Alas, for the first time, he felt that testing someone was a strenuous task.
"I wonder if the treadmill has insurance. Will it be reimbursed if an outsider breaks it?"
Huang Qingshan muttered, his expression no longer tired, only filled with heartache for the money.
Soon.
As Huang Qingshan and the others expected.
Zhang Wei indeed showed astonishing performance in the reaction time test.
Following that.
After Zhang Wei came out of the glass room.
Huang Qingshan instructed the staff member Xiao Zheng:
"Xiao Zheng, did you record all the tests? Print out the test results for me later. I'll take Zhang Wei for the physical strength test first."
The physical strength test was in another room.
It was also where the potential test was conducted.
"Let's go, let's go! The physical strength test is about to begin, we can't miss it."
Without exception.
The ghost exorcists outside the room, seeing Zhang Wei emerge, all followed.
On the way, they whispered behind him.
"What do you think Zhang Wei's physical strength test will be like?"
"Do you even need to ask? His stamina is so incredible, his physical strength must be good too. I just don't know how strong he'll be. I estimate he'll be at least in the same tier as the young monk Wunian, because I heard Zhang Wei was once fearless of the zombie poison from the iron coffin zombie."
"Ah! Damn it! I forgot to record Zhang Wei's stamina test just now. I'm so mad! If I had recorded it and posted it on the forum, I would have gotten a lot of forum coins as rewards."
"Haha, it's fine, I recorded it. I'll post it on the forum tonight."
On the other side.
Huang Qingshan was introducing the physical strength test to Zhang Wei:
"For the physical strength test later, Zhang Wei, you don't need to do anything. Just change into shorts, go into a hibernation pod that looks like it's from a sci-fi movie, shirtless."
"That simple?" Zhang Wei asked in surprise. "Is the technological tree in our world skewed? It feels like the ghost exorcists' equipment is very advanced and high-end."
Huang Qingshan smiled.
"That's because ghosts and monsters are terrifying. In a sense, they are more terrifying than nuclear weapons, so naturally, more human and material resources are invested in research in this area. That's why it looks so advanced."
"Let's not talk about that."
"Let me explain the physical strength test in detail. It specifically tests your defense, resistance to poison, and so on, because demons and monsters, like zombies and flower spirits, possess toxins, hallucinogens, and the like."
"So, the test pod will exert pressure on you and release zombie poison, etc."
"Of course, the dosage will not be lethal. The machine will calculate your physical strength by detecting your body."
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