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Chapter 4 Poverty Limits My Imagination

The Mecha Martial Arts Association is the largest association in the world.

If you want to become a real mecha martial artist, you must register with the Mecha martial artists Association, otherwise you will be listed as a black warrior.

Black martial artists are not recognized by the authorities and usually do shameful things, such as killers.

Li Xiaojie wanted to follow the right path, so he came to the Mecha Martial Arts Association to register. Another advantage of doing so is that he can get official subsidies.

When Yuan Xiang learned that Li Xiaojie was going to the Mecha Martial Arts Association, she quarreled to come together to witness Li Xiaojie's process of becoming a Mecha Martial Artsman.

For both brothers and sisters, nothing is important.

As long as Li Xiaojie can get official certification, it means that the lives of the brother and sister will be changed.

"Brother, you said that as long as you register successfully, you will take me to eat ramen." Yuanxiang thought of the taste of ramen a few days ago, and her saliva was almost flowing out.

"Brother promises you that you can eat a few bowls at that time, and we will also add a fried egg to each one. How about it?"

Li Xiaojie said with a smile, reaching out and rubbing Yuanxiang's head twice.

"Great, long live my brother!" Yuan Xiang jumped excitedly.

"Yuanxiang, you are waiting for me here and show me the mecha."

Li Xiaojie stopped at the gate of the association. It was too inconvenient to bring a fool's mecha, so he wanted to go in and ask about the registration procedures first.

"Okay, brother." Yuan Xiang had no objection, but instead believed that Li Xiaojie asked her to take charge of watching the mecha as a trust in her.

Li Xiaojie walked around and figured out everything.

To register a mecha martial artist, you must first pay a test fee of 150 star coins, which can also be called an assessment. You will only become a mecha martial artist after passing the assessment.

One hundred and fifty star coins, Li Xiaojie felt a little painful after hearing such a price.

That's all his belongings. If the assessment fails, there will be no lunch left.

After gritting his teeth, Li Xiaojie handed over 150 star coins, received the corresponding number card and came out to find Yuanxiang.

"That's the first generation of Kung Fu mecha, right?"

"Yes, I've seen it in the museum, it's exactly the same."

"The first generation of Kung Fu mechas appeared here. Could it be that someone wanted to use it to register a mecha martial artist?"

"Haha. The first generation of Kung Fu mecha has been eliminated for hundreds of years. What's the use of successfully registering a mecha martial artist? Do you still need to use it to fight?"

Several people kept talking around Li Xiaojie's mecha.

Yuan Xiang opened her arms to protect the mecha, glared at the people in front of her, and she shouted with red eyes until Li Xiaojie appeared: "Brother, you finally came out."

Li Xiaojie also heard what he said just now, and knew that Yuan Xiang was worried about registering a mecha martial artist. He said with a smile: "Silly girl, what do you care about others? Don't worry, I will definitely become a mecha martial artist."

"Well, I believe you can do it, brother!" Yuanxiang nodded vigorously and grinned.

Li Xiaojie reached out and rubbed Yuanxiang's head, then turned around and said to the onlookers: "Please let it go, we still have something to do."

As soon as he squeezed out of the crowd, a middle-aged man in a suit stood in front of Li Xiaojie.

"Little brother, can you still use this mecha?"

Li Xiaojie's eyebrows were slightly tightened, a little unhappy, thinking that if my mecha couldn't be used, why would I have to go here to travel?

"Little brother, don't get me wrong. I am a collector. This is my business card. You can take a look first." The middle-aged man said and handed over a business card.

Dong Tianshan, member of the Collectors Association, telephone...

When Li Xiaojie's eyes fell on his business card, Dong Tianshan was preaching in an ordinary manner.

"Little brother, I am very interested in Kung Fu Mecha and want to collect your Kung Fu Mecha.

Of course, if it cannot be used, the price will be lower. If it can be used, the price will be higher.

How about it, you offer a price?"

"Sorry, I want to be a mecha martial artist, I can't sell this mecha."

Li Xiaojie returned the business card and said.

When Dong Tianshan heard this, he knew that the mecha could be used, and immediately said, "Let me do this, I will pay one million star coins, how about it?"

One million star coins!

The money on Li Xiaojie has never exceeded 500 star coins, and one million star coins are definitely an astronomical figure for him.

"I'll go! One million star coins, is the first generation of Kung Fu mecha so valuable?"

"Didn't you hear that this is a collector? The first generation of Kung Fu mechas are garbage in your place, but they are treasures in others' places and antiques, do you understand?"

"I understand, it's poverty that limits my imagination."

Dong Tianshan looked at Li Xiaojie with a smile. In his opinion, no normal person would refuse such a sky-high price.

"Sorry, I'm rushing to test." Li Xiaojie pulled Yuan Xiang and walked over Dong Tianshan.

Dong Tianshan froze there, and the smile on his face seemed to be frozen.

Was rejected?

The people around suddenly burst into trouble.

"Did I hear it wrong? That kid didn't agree?"

"A million star coins, even if you buy the latest Kung Fu mecha, you can still leave a lot of money."

"I'm sick, this guy's brain is definitely sick."

"Haha, if you are not sick, who would use the first generation of Kung Fu Mecha to register a mecha martial artist?"

Li Xiaojie doesn't care how others talk about or view him. Money is indeed very important to him, but family affection is even more important to him.

Like the house, this kung fu mecha was also left by my parents.

Although it had been damaged at the beginning, he never thought of selling it, and even spent so many years to repair it.

For Li Xiaojie, this mecha is a necessity for becoming a mecha martial artist, and it is also a thought for his parents.

Many people were waiting for the test to become a mecha martial artist. Li Xiaojie put on the mecha, waited until his words sounded from the speaker and then stood up and entered the corresponding test room.

The test content is very simple and simulates combat.

A virtual mecha will appear. The registered mecha martial artist must use all his strength to fight it. The system will rate the tester based on the performance of the tester to determine whether he can become a mecha martial artist.

Generally speaking, as long as you are not too stupid and have a Kung Fu Mecha and corresponding martial arts program, you can theoretically become a mecha martial artist through the test.

Yuan Xiang clenched her fist and stared at the door of the No. 8 Test Room with a nervous look on her face. Suddenly, someone shouted impatiently: "Hey, is there something wrong with Room 8? The kid has been in there for five minutes and hasn't come out yet."

Generally speaking, the test will end within three minutes, and the luck will come out as soon as you enter.
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