“The shop's name is... Wu Gou Rong Lu (Immaculate Furnace)?"

Luozi read the words on the paper aloud, his eyes lighting up. He rubbed his chin and muttered to himself, "That's a good name.

Wu Gou means a pure and serene mind and body, clean and spotless. It refers to the degree to which medical surgery can restore a person to pristine purity.

Rong Lu (Furnace) refers to smelting metal, forging, and tempering. It implies that this shop can forge equipment, and also provides enhancement and modification services, able to temper the body and hone the will.

Excellent."

Luozi nodded in praise, his gaze at Li Ang sharp, clearly saying, "What do you mean you're bad at naming things? You're obviously just being modest."

"Wu Gou Rong Lu (Immaculate Furnace) is pretty good, but I thought you'd pick a more risqué name," Luozi said.

"To be serious when you expect me to be frivolous is actually a kind of frivolousness.

It's a philosophical relativity. You wouldn't understand," Li Ang scratched his head, embarrassed to explain that the meaning of Wu Gou Rong Lu (Immaculate Furnace) was that he liked to throw all the garbage into the forging furnace and burn it all at once—

Forging equipment in the furnace costs money, but burning garbage is free, making it perfect as a cleanup garbage can.

It can only be said that Luozi's Chinese reading comprehension must be excellent.

"If the shop name is decided, then I'll log off first," Luozi said, "I'll send you the data within twelve hours. I might also bring you some customers who are willing to try surgery—if you need them.

To prevent accidents,

it's best if I sign a confidentiality agreement with you, guaranteeing that I won't leak the shop's information."

"Sure."

Li Ang nodded, signed a contract with Luozi, and then sent Luozi out of the shop, watching his figure disappear into the street.

"Okay, what should I do next..." Li Ang closed the shop door and muttered to himself, standing at the entrance, "Might as well go check out the arena."

The arena is called "Sky Arena," located at the six o'clock direction of the plaza.

In terms of appearance, it is a towering modern building reaching into the clouds, over a thousand meters high, with more than two hundred floors, each floor being a separate competition stage.

After entering the arena, players can start from the first floor's arena and compete against random opponents on the same floor.

The arena match time is up to 30 minutes, and you can quit at any time. System NPCs act as referees.

The victory conditions are: excellent attack earns one point, perfect attack earns two points, knocking the opponent down or out of the arena earns five points.

Accumulate ten points, or if the opponent completely loses the ability to fight, you win and advance to the next floor. The loser retreats one floor.

During the arena match, the two players cannot interact with the outside world.

The system monitors the entire process and will terminate the match when necessary to protect players from dying on the spot—at most, they are near death. Seriously injured players only need to spend money to ask the system for help to save their lives.

Participating in the tower climb is not without its benefits. Players will receive a certain reward after the arena match, which may be game currency, equipment items, or skill scrolls.

It depends on the degree of perfection the player demonstrates in strength, skill, willpower, and momentum in the arena.

The reward is mostly given by the system.

When a small number of matches are extremely exciting, different virtual projections will appear above the arena, overlooking the bottom.

At that time, the victor or the defeated (if the defeated fought very well) will receive a reward after the match.

After observing these past few days, a total of seven different projection images have appeared in the arena.

A huge, plate-armored, blood-red-skinned humanoid figure, sitting on a brass throne, with a base piled of blood-stained corpses and skulls beneath the throne.

Frenzied, mindless, berserk fighting is most pleasing to him.

A thin, cross-legged, faceless figure with a magic disc floating beneath him. He is fond of conspiracies, tricks, and outstanding intelligence.

In addition to these,

there is also a slender, spear-wielding, golden-red metal dragon with a halo above its head;

A mottled, one-eyed, bronze ancient clock;

A giant humanoid outline cloaked in a yellow robe, its face shrouded in gray mist;

A two-headed feifei (ape-like creature) with eight tentacles for arms;

An ambiguously gendered, but incomparably enchanting, purple-pink figure;

According to some people's speculation, these virtual projections should be gods watching the matches—it is not known whether they are real god projections or fake NPCs constructed by the system.

In any case, with rewards as motivation, a considerable number of players have become enthusiastic about climbing the tower—small and medium-sized organizations have also started making side bets,

and whenever there is an important match, they will broadcast it live (provided that the two participating players agree), open bets offsite, record the match video and sell it to make another profit.

However, with side bets, fixed matches are naturally inevitable. There are often black market terms such as "accepted," "check him," and "good brother" in the live broadcast barrage, leaving viewers who don't understand confused.

Li Ang has also been following the Sky Arena matches, after all, this is the place to best test strength.

Currently, the highest on the arena leaderboard is a player from the Global Supernatural Alliance named "Michael."

He has climbed to the seventy-sixth floor and has no opponents on this floor. If he wants to advance, he must face system NPCs.

Players can take a special name in the Sky Arena.

Members of large organizations, in order to flaunt their identity and advertise their organization, often directly use their original nicknames.

Many lone wolf players, in order to prove their strength and increase their value, have been staying in the arena these past few days, allowing the guilds providing medical services in the surrounding area to make a fortune.

Li Ang walked into the building, followed the signs, and went to the registration office to sign up for the competition—in the past few days, he had been watching for free as a spectator on floors 1-50. Matches above the 50th floor require buying tickets from the system.

He signed at the registration office, indicating that he could participate in the competition at any time.

Then he went to the first-floor fighting hall to watch the arena matches while waiting for the arena to match him with an opponent.

"Hey!"

"Ha!"

"Hmph!"

There are six square arenas in the first-floor fighting hall, with two players fighting hard on each arena—since there is a system to back them up, there is no fear of death, and the fighting is quite brave and bloody.

The best and most eye-catching

is an arena match between a one-armed giant and a swordsman.

The one-armed giant is over two meters tall, burly and strong, with bulging muscles and clearly visible blood vessels, like coiling dragons.

He wears a linen hood that exposes his eyes, is bare-chested, wearing ragged pants.

The end of his only remaining right arm is connected to a huge iron ball covered in rusty iron nails through a chain, and casual swings can create a shrill wind sound.

Opposing the one-armed giant is a thin swordsman.

He wears sunglasses, has a messy beard, wears a colorful shirt and orange beach pants, holds a long sword, and looks lazily at his impressively intimidating opponent.

It is Wanli Fengdao (Ten Thousand Miles Seal Blade), Little Knife Bro.