Entrance to the canteen.
Chen Feng stared at the crooked plaque in the fog, his heartbeat speeding up slightly.
After waiting for so long, I can finally go in and take a look.
He gripped the chopping knife tightly and moved toward the martial arts hall.
He stopped at the door and didn't rush in.
Instead, he bent down to pick up a few pieces of gravel and threw them into the martial arts hall gate.
The stone fell to the ground and bounced a few times, the sound echoing in the empty room.
No response.
He waited for another ten seconds to confirm that there was no movement of other alien creatures inside, and then stepped sideways into the door.
The hall on the first floor of the martial arts hall is very spacious, at least 200 square meters, but it has changed beyond recognition at this time.
The ground was covered with gray-white spider silk remnants, and broken bones and unknown remains were piled in the corners.
Several load-bearing pillars were also wrapped with thick silk threads, stuck together with rags and moldy wooden boards.
The air was filled with a sour smell, mixed with the unique fishy smell of spiders.
This place has been transformed into a nest by the Shadow Hunter Spider.
Chen Feng frowned and carefully stepped on the spider silk and walked inside.
There are still some things left on the wall.
Under the spider silk, you can vaguely see framed photos and text introductions.
Chen Feng used the back of his knife to push aside the covering silk screen, revealing the content underneath.
A yellowed photo of a muscular middle-aged man, shirtless, posing in a strange posture.
The back is curved, the arms are drooping, and the whole person's posture is bent and twisted, not like a human being, but like a fat snake standing upright.
There is a line of small words below the photo:
"The sixty-fourth generation descendant of Snake Ridge Liu Changhe."
"Provincial second-level martial artist, member of Donghai City Martial Arts Association."
There are also large promotional posters posted on several walls nearby.
"Snake spine flow - overcome hardness with softness, overcome clumsiness with skill."
"The Liu Family Martial Arts School was established seventeen years ago and has trained more than 200 disciples."
…
Chen Feng watched as he walked.
The core concept of Snake Spine Ryu is to simulate the movement of snake spines for practice and fighting.
And through special methods and secret medicines, the genetic lock of the human body is gradually opened, thereby achieving a leap-forward improvement in physical fitness.
This information is basically consistent with what was recorded in the diary...
Afterwards, Chen Feng looked around on the first floor, but did not find any Kung Fu books or teaching manuscripts.
Then I went to the owner's office on the second floor and searched in detail.
The cabinets were all open, the drawers were all scattered on the floor, and there was nothing inside.
Most of the remaining scattered yellowed documents are student registration forms and fee records, which are of little use.
"Where's the technique..."
Chen Feng stood up, frowning and looking around.
It stands to reason that in a martial arts gym, the most important thing, such as the secrets and techniques, should be placed in the gym owner's office.
If it doesn’t even exist here, then it most likely means it doesn’t exist elsewhere either…
Chen Feng felt a wave of unwillingness in his heart.
"That's not the case..."
After so much effort, you found nothing?
"I don't believe it."
He walked out of the owner's office and continued walking deeper into the corridor.
The several rooms at the back seemed to be dormitories. The door numbers read "Student Dormitory No. 1", "Student Dormitory No. 2"... all the way to No. 6.
Chen Feng pushed open the door of "Student Dormitory No. 1".
There were four bunk beds with iron frames inside, with moldy mattresses covering the bed boards.
There are several enamel cups on the table against the wall, as well as a stack of books.
"Book?"