The male doctor swallowed, sizing up Zhou You from head to toe. Finding no apparent injuries, he instructed him to put on his clothes. After marking a few checkboxes on the medical form, he said, "Alright, take this form to the second room on your right for the physical fitness test. Your blood test results will be ready in half an hour."

After dressing up, Zhou You took the opportunity to inquire, "Did a group of several thousand people enter the city today?"

"Are you talking about those people who migrated from the islands?"

"Yes, them."

"They were taken away by the military. They're undergoing medical examinations in military hospitals. I've heard they saved our base a lot. They enjoy different treatment. By the way, do you know them?"

Zhou You nodded and didn't say much. He took the form and proceeded with the remaining examinations.

"Physical Fitness Testing Room?" Zhou You was curious about what these tests could reveal.

Upon entering, he found the space to be quite large, with several simple devices placed around. There was also a staff member playing games on their phone.

He walked over and tapped on the table. The person didn't lift their head and impatiently said, "Follow the procedure and do it yourself. Once you're done, print the report."

Zhou You noticed a directional guide on the ground. He headed to the first designated area. As soon as he stepped in, a voice said, "Please sit down, extend your dominant hand, grasp the mechanical arm, and use all your strength to bend it down."

Zhou You sat down, and a mechanical arm rose up. He gripped the cold, metallic hand, which was quite realistic, even having palm lines. In the next moment, the mechanical hand clamped down on his grip. A prompt sounded, "Countdown: Three, two, one, begin!"

"Snap!" A crisp sound followed, and the mechanical arm snapped off from the elbow joint. In less than a second, the instrument beside him displayed a message: "Time too short to measure grip strength. Please retest!"

Awkwardly holding the broken mechanical arm, Zhou You approached the staff member and said, "Excuse me, this arm broke."

The staff member looked up and, with a sudden jump, exclaimed, "You... Why did you dismantle it? You've damaged public property. Do you know how much this arm costs?"

Zhou You explained, "It was supposed to test my wrist strength, but it broke just as I started. Isn't it too fragile?"

"Nonsense! This mechanical arm can withstand a grip strength of a thousand jin. Even General Wu might not beat it. How could it be fragile?" The staff member took the mechanical arm and inspected the connection point. The break was clean, not resembling disassembly. Muttering, he said, "Could it be due to aging from disuse?"

Throughout the year, very few people come here. The maintenance technicians who come every month are definitely slacking off. I'll have to complain about them next time!

"Never mind, never mind. You go ahead and do the next one," the staff member said, carrying the robotic arm back to continue playing the game.

The next test measured punching power. As Zhou You positioned himself, the mechanical voice rang out, "Please make a fist and strike the test wall with all your strength. Values below one hundred will not be displayed. Countdown: three, two, one, begin!"

Having learned his lesson, Zhou You refrained from using his internal energy. He lightly punched the test wall. The red liquid column at the edge of the wall slowly rose, eventually stopping at a value of "320," while the number at the top of the column read "3000."

"Punch power: 320. The tester is advised to enhance physical training. Don't be disheartened, don't give up. Keep up the good work!"

A scoff came from behind, and Zhou You knew it was the staff member mocking him. He turned around and asked, "Can I take the test again?"

The other person said indifferently, "Sure, but I think you should forget about it. None of us regular folks have a punch power exceeding five hundred."

"What about martial practitioners?"

"The minimum standard for low-level martial warriors is a thousand. As for martial practitioners, they should aim for around fifteen hundred."

This time, Zhou You still abstained from using internal energy. He struck the test wall with his physical strength alone, causing the wall to shake and collapse with a resounding crash. The machine immediately issued a warning: "Warning! Warning! System malfunction, unable to retrieve data. Please proceed with repairs as soon as possible!"

Upon entering, Shao Qi heard a roar, "What's wrong with you? Are you here to cause trouble? Cheating?"

Zhou You stood there innocently, and Shao Qi chuckled. He walked over, grabbed him, and said while laughing, "I forgot to mention to them. This equipment isn't suitable for you."

"Hey, hey, you can't leave. You'll have to compensate for damaging public property!" the staff member yelled angrily.

Shao Qi told the city management team leader who followed him, "I'll have someone come to repair the physical fitness testing room tomorrow. It's time to replace the equipment here as well."

The team leader replied happily, "Thank you, Mr. Shao. Our equipment here is indeed quite outdated, and since few newcomers come, it's been overlooked by higher-ups."

Zhou You pulled his hand back into his pocket, nudged Shao Qi, and asked, "What other checks do I need to do?"

"No need. I had them expedite your blood test report. Everything is normal, you're healthy. Next, go get your identity card."

Zhou You was led to the service hall, which had not only a temporary identity card processing window but also job postings and various intermediary services. He even saw a window for purchasing materials from mutated beasts.

Shao Qi knew what he was concerned about and asked in a low voice, "Your luggage is still with the convoy. Do you want it back?"

Zhou You nodded. "After we enter the city, I'll go find them and bid farewell."

Getting the identity card was easy. Zhou You still had his previous ID card. The staff took a new photo of him, checked his fingerprints and DNA, and issued a new identity card.

"Mr. Zhou, where have you been living for the past ten years? We need a brief record. Your appearance hasn't changed much over the years." The staff member looked at him in astonishment. During these tumultuous years, ordinary life was very challenging. It was rare to see someone in their thirties who looked like they were in their twenties, with a complexion that made women jealous.