They ran for thirty thousand kilometers, a distance far beyond normal human capability. Yet Ming Zhi Tian showed no signs of stopping, as this was merely a tiny fraction compared to the hellish, demonic training he endured in the past.
The胖子 (pàng zi - fatty), however, began to falter, his speed gradually decreasing.
"Hey, wait... I give up."
Ming Zhi Tian glanced back. The胖子 (pàng zi - fatty) stopped, panting, and a faint smile touched Ming Zhi Tian's lips.
The胖子 (pàng zi - fatty) said, "My name is Wang Guo, and yours?"
"Ming Zhi Tian."
Wang Guo examined Ming Zhi Tian from head to toe with a peculiar gaze. Seeing his tattered clothes, he couldn't help but feel puzzled.
Yet, he couldn't help but be impressed by Ming Zhi Tian's strange internal energy: "Are you a monster? Your martial path is only that of a lower-level martial artist, yet your internal energy is so profound?"
Ming Zhi Tian pondered slightly, realizing that the martial artists on this planet referred to cultivation as "Wu Dao" and "Yuan Qi" as "internal energy."
"People are all different; this is just something I was born with. Haven't you heard? 'Heaven has endowed me with talents that must be put to use.'"
Wang Guo scratched the back of his head, not quite understanding. Then, without further thought, he said, "Meeting is fate. Shall we go for a drink together?"
Ming Zhi Tian waved his hand, "No, I don't like drinking."
Wang Guo chuckled heartily and enthusiastically grabbed Ming Zhi Tian's hand, pulling him along, "Just a little bit, just a little bit..."
They stopped their training. Wang Guo drove his branded car, a "Xiao Beiqi," through the streets.
Along the way, Ming Zhi Tian inquired about the general state of the planet. Wang Guo, finding it curious, answered everything, treating Ming Zhi Tian as a simple country bumpkin.
The bar wasn't open during the day, so Wang Guo drove to a high-end club under his family's ownership. As they got out of the car, Wang Guo swaggered through the main entrance.
Ming Zhi Tian followed at a leisurely pace, observing the seemingly impressive club.
The club hadn't officially opened yet. The female manager, upon receiving a call, scurried over, panting, "Young Master Guo, your private room is ready. Please come in."
As Ming Zhi Tian was about to follow, the female manager frowned and snapped, "Stop! Who are you? Is this a place someone like you can just walk into? Who dared to let you in? Security!"
It was understandable, given Ming Zhi Tian's disheveled and worn attire, which could easily lead to misjudgment.
Without a word, Wang Guo slapped her across the face. "Slap."
The female manager nearly lost her footing, her mouth askew. Blood trickled from the corner of her lips. She stared at Wang Guo in shock, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Wang Guo said impatiently, "Open your damn eyes. He's my new friend. Now, go get me the best of your 'Ace' beer."
The female manager composed herself and quickly said, "Yes, Young Master Guo, please wait a moment. I'll go get it."
The two of them sat down. Soon, the crooked-mouthed female manager ordered ten cases of "Ace" beer to be brought, along with ten seductive and charming young women.
The crooked-mouthed female manager quickly instructed, "What are you all standing around for? Go and attend to Young Master Guo!"
The ten women quickly responded, then with ingratiating smiles, they flocked to sit on either side of Wang Guo.
Wang Guo looked displeased, "What? You don't see my brother here?"
The woman in white and the woman in the purple dress understood immediately. They hurried to Ming Zhi Tian's side, chirping, "Handsome... sorry about that... our sisters will have to penalize ourselves with three cups each... hmm..."
Their voices were intoxicating. Ming Zhi Tian shivered slightly as the two women downed six cups between them.
Watching Wang Guo drink with gusto, effortlessly juggling the women on either side, Ming Zhi Tian spoke, "Wang Guo, are you indulging in drink and women like this every day?"
Wang Guo replied, puzzled, "What do you mean indulging? This is a man's paradise."
In Ming Zhi Tian's eyes, Wang Guo was at most in the early stage of the Small Heavenly Cycle, not even the middle stage, let alone the Great Heavenly Cycle.