United States, New Kingsoft, Chinatown, Zhenfan Guoji Museum.

As usual, after finishing the morning teaching task, Bruce went to Panda Fast Food next door for lunch with several other assistant coaches in the museum.

Several genuine coaches in Zhenfan Guojiu Museum are all Chinese, specifically, Americans of Chinese. After all, if such a training hall that teaches Chinese Kung Fu is a bishop, it will be difficult to show professionalism and attract enough kung fu enthusiasts to come and pay for visits and study.

However, there are not many genuine coaches who are proficient in Chinese Kung Fu and are short of skills. In most cases, assistants teach students to learn kung fu.

The skin color of the assistants is naturally not that strict. Bruce's black man, the kind of frosted black, his colleagues also have pure white men with freckles, brown and white mixed-race men, and Mexican brother with brown and red skin... Except for Middle Eastern people without beards, this includes almost most people of color in the United States.

The Panda Restaurant has always been ordering very quickly. In less than two minutes, there was a portion of walnut shrimp, a portion of broccoli beef, and a portion of fried noodles with teriyaki sauce.

After finding an empty table, Bruce sat down with several colleagues whom he knew, picked up the spoon and fork, and started to eat.

Have dinner together, chatting is inevitable.

After swallowing a bite of sweet and greasy shrimp, Bruce spoke first: "Have you noticed that there seem to be a lot fewer students in the museum recently?"

"Yes." The colleague of the curly-haired Mexicans opposite agreed: "Originally, there were at least thirty or forty people on the weekend, but today it seems that less than twenty people are here."

"It's all that damn Tian'ang Company." The white colleague diagonally opposite looked angry: "Originally, "Virtual Training Hall" had a great impact on us physical martial arts halls. Now it has been updated and refined the training classification. There are more than 100 different schools to choose from for "Kung Fu" alone. Now they can get Bruce? Li's personal guidance in their dreams, why should they spend money to find us amateur coaches?"

"If this continues, our Zhenfan National Museum will not go bankrupt, right?" The mixed-race colleague next to him expressed concern.

"Who knows this?" said a white colleague. "At worst, you can find a job again. Although it is difficult to find a job in reality, there are still many opportunities in the virtual reality world. If you really lay off employees, I plan to try it as a virtual anchor..."

"It's good to be a virtual anchor." Bruce nodded: "I like to eat in "Taotie Pavilion" while watching live broadcasts. There should be quite a lot of people like me, but this industry is under a little more competitive pressure..."

"Oh, by the way." The mixed-race colleague next to him interrupted and inserted a piece of chicken on the plate: "When it comes to Taotie Pavilion, do you know which layer of the 'orange chicken' is on? Why can't I find it? I have reached the third layer now, is it on the fourth layer?"

"Haha, you don't understand this." Sister Mexican colleague laughed: "The whole of Chinese cuisine is Chinese cuisine. Although Panda Fast Food is known as a Chinese restaurant, it is actually improved and prefers our taste. Chinese people generally do not eat it, and they do not admit that these are Chinese cuisines. Therefore, there is no such dish in "Taotie Pavilion", but there is a dish similar to "Orange Chicken", called... called...yes! The soup is separated from the word "Liang" and it is difficult to write. I will check it on my phone later and tell you that the taste is similar to "Orange Chicken", but it is not so sweet, and it is made of lean pork..."

The white colleague next to him also interrupted: "Taotiege is indeed a good thing, the only thing that's not enough, it's full of Chinese cuisine, some of which taste very weird, spicy and sour, I don't like it very much, and... I just don't understand. Now that so many software in the virtual reality world have been updated, why doesn't "Taotiege" be updated? For example, add some American cuisine..."

"Hahaha, although our United States is very powerful, when it comes to delicious food, it is still too poor. Apart from burgers and hot dogs and fries, it is really nothing new." Bruce smiled: "I still prefer Chinese food."

White colleagues retorted: "Our American cuisine is not good, but it does not mean that the dishes from other countries are not good either. For example, French cuisine, roasted snails, cream mushroom soup, matsutake foie gras, etc., are all delicious, and fuso sushi is also good..."

...

After talking about the food for a while, everyone had almost eaten the food on the plate, but it was still early before work hours in the afternoon, so everyone continued to chat.

"What games have you been playing recently?" Sister Mexican colleague continued: "I'm bored playing alone recently. How about playing together at night?"

"I've been playing "Harmony League" now to fight criminals!" A mixed-race colleague replied: "You all know that I went to the National Museum to learn Jeet Kune Do after watching "The Green Hornet" starring Bruce Lee. I really like the feeling of protecting the city and fighting criminals, but I still prefer to play alone."

"Don't ask me about this. I promise Linda that I have to be with her in my dream at night." The white colleague shrugged and refused.

"Oh, by the way, it seems that a new game has been released recently, what is it called... Yes, "That Year, Goryeo", have you ever played it?" The mixed-race colleague changed the topic.

"Oh, I know that game is about the Korean War between us and China more than 70 years ago. Linda and I played for a few hours." The white colleague nodded: "How to say it is different from games like "Mission? Call" and "War? Land". Although it does show this war very realistically, you can't feel that you are playing the game at all, its pace is too slow. The time inside is the same as the time passing in the real world, so, most of the time, you are rushing, taking a car, moving things, and there is very little time to really fight. Specifically, if you play for a few hours, you may not be able to fire a bullet. The game process is really boring. I think..."

White colleagues were rumoring and analyzing, but Bruce's thoughts drifted to decades ago.

He remembered that when he was very young and a child, he also heard the term "Kory War".

...

Bruce remembered that one day he ran to the attic and flipped around and opened a dusty box, which contained a dark green military uniform, two badges, and an album full of yellowed photos.

The protagonist in the album is his grandfather, young, tall, strong, wearing a straight military uniform, sometimes wearing a gun, sometimes leaning on a cannon, sometimes standing on a tank, looking indescribable, and looking heroic and handsome.

However, when Bruce pestered his grandfather and wanted to hear him tell his glorious deeds back then, his grandfather always kept silent for a long time.

Bruce didn't understand that since his grandfather could get two glorious badges, he must have made military achievements, but why was his grandfather unwilling to praise his former glory?

Grandfather passed away when Bruce was very young. Bruce had very little memories of him, only remembering that he was a taciturn, but helpful, brave and determined old man, completely different from other black old men in the community who were rogue criminals when they were young.

He still clearly remembered that on a winter day, he still wrinkled his grandfather and told stories by the fire. His grandfather stroked his hair with his warm big hands, and then murmured: "Bruce, you don't understand, it's too cold, too cold..."

Through some documentaries, Bruce knew that Goryeo was indeed very cold that year, but he didn't understand why such a brave soldier was afraid of the cold?

...

Blues did not join in the chat with her colleagues, and she was a little absent-minded in the afternoon teaching.

When he got home in the evening and took a shower, Bruce immediately lay on the bed and put on his helmet.

A familiar feeling of trance and weightlessness.

Bruce doesn’t play many virtual reality games normally, and many of them are not downloaded.

After a quick look, there was a game called "That Year, Goryeo" in the [Installed Virtual Reality Game] column displayed on the holographic screen.

The game download was very fast. After a while, the game icon lighted up. It was a map of the Goryeo Peninsula in the box.

Without hesitation, Blues just clicked.

The aperture in front of the bed lit up.

"Please enter the aperture and start character matching."

"The character matching is completed, and you will enter the game soon:...5,4,3,2,1"

It is also a familiar feeling of trance and weightlessness.

Bruce opened his eyes, and the sound came out of his eyes.

This place should be a military camp. Bruce saw that it spread over. There were at least hundreds of military green cloth tents in the distance. Countless American soldiers wearing dark green uniforms and carrying rifles were shuttled through the tents.

There was soft land under my feet, which might have been a little muddy because it had just rained. A truck next to me drove over with soldiers from a carriage, followed by three towering tanks with gun barrels.

Someone was shouting something in the distance, and several soldiers next to him were cleaning a cannon with a white rag. Unfortunately, Bruce was not very skilled in military qualities and could not recognize what model the cannon was.

The sky was a little gloomy, but with a whistle, a jet plane passed through the dark clouds, leaving a long column of air storm, rushing far away...

This is the battlefield... This is war... This feeling... This atmosphere... It's so real! I feel like I'm a little passionate.

Well, I know that the opposite is Chinese, and I have many Chinese friends in reality, but war is war. I am now a glorious Militarist soldier. For the benefit of the United States, I will not be soft-hearted!

Just as Bruce looked left and right, he was filled with emotion, a command-like scolding came from behind:
Chapter completed!