Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

There were still many empty rooms within the Bureau of Investigation.

Fang Zheng Yi specifically chose the largest room with the best lighting, located near the training grounds.

This was specially reserved as a gym for his own people.

The exercise equipment brought by Zhao Lie and the others was usually used for training in Taoyuan County, and the inventor, needless to say,

was none other than the fitness guru Fang Zheng Yi himself, who personally guided the invention.

Ren Hua and the others curiously watched Zhao Lie and his men carrying things back and forth until all the components were moved into the gym and they began assembling them one by one.

These people were extremely efficient in their movements.

Under the astonished gazes of Ren Hua and the others, those strange metal components transformed into even stranger metal objects.

They could understand some of the simpler things.

The round plates on the ground, with a small pole in the middle, were clearly a convenient type of stone dumbbell that could have its weight freely adjusted.

However, they couldn't understand the other things with seats.

Many of them looked more like some kind of torture device!

Smith machines, power racks, butterfly machines, barbells, dumbbells, ab rollers, Roman chairs....

After everything was assembled, Zhao Lie and his men began to constantly debug and adjust them.

Only then did Ren Hua and the others suddenly realize what these things were for.

However, they felt that they were flashy and useless, and a trace of contempt couldn't help but appear on their faces.

Fang Zheng Yi glanced at them sideways and said, "These people are all under the jurisdiction of Taoyuan County, and to some extent, they can be considered soldiers brought out by this official."

"What do you think of them? What do you think of these things?"

Upon hearing that they were soldiers brought out by Fang Zheng Yi, Ren Hua's heart added two more points of contempt.

A civil official training soldiers? What kind of soldiers could he train? Soft egg soldiers!

Ren Hua shook his head and said, "Lord, please forgive this humble officer for speaking frankly, these people only look strong, they still need to be tested in a real competition. Moreover, I don't think these so-called fitness equipment are useful. My father once taught me that to temper the body, only basic skills are needed, and eating and drinking are the most important."

"These things are too fancy, a pair of stone dumbbells plus a handy good weapon is enough."

Fang Zheng Yi raised an eyebrow, he was not surprised by Ren Hua's statement.

The training methods of the ancients were still too rough. It was one thing for ordinary soldiers to eat poorly, but the training was basically once every three days or even once every five days.

It was simply impossible to compare with the training intensity of modern times!

Being able to train for an hour a day was already considered good. This was not because the ancients were stupid and didn't understand training.

The main reason was still the habits formed by long-term resource scarcity. If they ate like modern soldiers, the imperial court would probably be bankrupted by the army before the war even started.

Over time, their thinking also changed.

However, Fang Zheng Yi had money. These people were his hardcore troops, and he would give them the best of everything!

Referring to modern training, basically the meals had a lot of subsidies. This core team of two hundred people, at first, only ate two more meals than ordinary people.

Later, after the days got better, the food standards began to rise sharply. Three meals a day, rice was enough, the minimum daily consumption was eight hundred eggs, one pig, and one pound of goat milk per person per day.

Unlimited supply of fruits and vegetables, that is, there was no nitrogen pump protein powder or anything like that, otherwise Fang Zheng Yi would have them take two scoops a day!

Moreover, under the leadership of Zhang Biao, these people had unexpectedly evolved a muscle worship culture.

Everyone took pride in being thick and roared every day to double their crazy training. Over time, their bodies were covered in intertwined muscles, and they were just short of growing muscles in their brains as well.

Such high-intensity training, such luxurious treatment, probably couldn't be found anywhere in the world at the moment.

Even the Imperial Guards only had ordinary meals three times a day, and they couldn't achieve the crazy replenishment of high-quality protein like in Taoyuan County.

Due to excessive consumption and no wars to fight, Fang Zheng Yi also struggled to give up, but the battle with King Wu had already proved everything.

Although there was the help of firearms, the fact that not a single person was lost was enough to see how powerful their combat effectiveness was.

"Heh heh, good, since you think it's useless, you can go and compete with them." Fang Zheng Yi pointed his hand, "Let's compare bench presses, but I'll tell you in advance, this thing can easily cause injury if you're not careful. I don't know how strong your arm strength is?"

"Bench press? This humble officer is willing to try!" A captain next to Ren Hua clasped his fist, and then walked to the bench press rack.

"Can you do it?" Fang Zheng Yi was very skeptical when he saw that this captain was a circle smaller than Zhao Lie.

The captain smiled triumphantly: "Lord! This humble officer has practiced martial arts since childhood, and has an eighty-pound broadsword passed down from his family, and this humble officer can wield it!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, so powerful, then go ahead."

At this moment, Zhao Lie was lying on the bench press rack, adjusting the feel.

Seeing someone coming, he asked, "Do you want to try?"

"Yes! How do you use this?"

Zhao Lie turned to behind him and said, "You lie down, I'll protect you above your head. I'll help you adjust the weight first, try lifting the maximum weight once or twice."

The captain looked at the weight plates on both sides of the barbell and smiled contemptuously: "Just use yours, no need to adjust. Does lifting something require someone to protect you? Wait a while, you help me put it down and step aside, I'm afraid my movements will hurt you."

Zhao Lie looked at Fang Zheng Yi, not knowing what to do.

The weight plates of this barbell were indeed not big, giving people the feeling that they were not heavy, but in fact, it was not the case, because it was a lead core...

In order to reduce the volume, it was full of lead inside, covered with iron to prevent falling, and silver to prevent rust outside.

Therefore, the volume was smaller than ordinary pure iron... It looked a lot lighter.

Fang Zheng Yi also knew very well that the barbell that Zhao Lie had just adjusted probably weighed close to four hundred pounds.

But this was not the strongest, he had often seen Zhang Biao lift more than five hundred pounds of barbell before. It should still be increasing now, after all, Brother Biao's cup size is currently bigger than pregnant Sister Chun.

Now was a good opportunity to suppress these people. These people probably didn't really accept him in their hearts even though they were outwardly obedient.

He was a civil official, and martial artists respected martial strength. If he didn't let them suffer a little today, how would he convince them in the future?

"Be careful, don't get hurt, that wouldn't be good." Fang Zheng Yi gave a warm reminder.

The captain was already lying on the chair, turning his head and smiling: "Lord Fang, it doesn't matter, don't look at me being thinner than him, my strength may not be smaller than his!"

Fang Zheng Yi was silent.

This was not impossible. He used to see those workers at the construction site who were all dry and thin, but their appetite was amazing.

When working, the strength of their arms was even more terrifying.

From his observation, there may be more such people in ancient times. Perhaps the harsh environment really led to human evolution...

"Good! I hope you can create a miracle!"

The captain stretched out his hand, Zhao Lie tried hard to lift the barbell to put it in the right position, and reminded him again: "Brother, this thing is very heavy, are you sure you don't want to remove two plates? I can help you hold it a little."

"Tsk, you big guy, why are you talking so much nonsense! Give it to me! You go aside!"

"Then I'll let go..." Seeing that the captain had raised his hands, Zhao Lie aligned the position and released his hands!

"Bang!"

"Pfft ~"