Atlas of Heaven and Man

At three in the afternoon, Chen Chuan helped Lu Ke send Yu Gang out of the alley, where a car was already waiting.

The vehicle was arranged by the Iron Chain Gang. The fact that they didn't just discard Yu Gang after using him shows they have some humanity.

The Iron Chain Gang made the right choice this time, and many of their members died because of it. Crucially, they participated in the plan to eliminate Mo Lan, which can be considered a contribution.

The collapse of Mo Lan Corporation and the downfall of dozens of powerful families left behind a considerable amount of assets and many market vacancies, which is a delicious piece of meat.

Although the biggest portions have probably already been divided up above, with only some unwanted scraps and leftovers distributed to those below who contributed, even that is enough for them to eat their fill.

When Chen Chuan was seeing Yu Gang into the car, he asked, "Teacher Yu, may I ask, are there many people who know this kind of throwing technique?"

Yu Gang said, "Actually, as long as they want to learn, most martial artists will know a little, but not many have a proper lineage.

My throwing technique came from a deceased old friend. He had a proper lineage, so the methods of generating power, using force, and even using medicinal formulas are all written down in a manual.

But if you want to find someone through throwing techniques, I suggest you check with the Bureau of Investigation if you can. They have the most complete files, with records of martial artists who have appeared in public and what they are good at."

Chen Chuan said, "Thank you, Teacher Yu."

Yu Gang said, "You have talent, and your will is firm. Some troubles you encounter now, if they don't hinder your training, you can put them aside for now. There will always be a chance to solve them later."

Chen Chuan nodded.

After helping Yu Gang settle into the car, Lu Ke came down and asked, "Brother Chen, I heard from my master that you will definitely go to the Central City?"

Chen Chuan replied with an affirmative answer, "I will go."

Lu Ke reached out his hand and said excitedly, "Great! Then, Brother Chen, we'll go ahead. See you in Central City!"

Chen Chuan slapped his hand and said with a smile, "Okay, see you in Central City."

After saying goodbye, Lu Ke got back into the car. The car started quickly, and Lu Ke waved to him through the rear windshield. Chen Chuan also waved back, standing at the intersection, watching the vehicle carrying the two people gradually drive away.

After the vehicle disappeared from sight, he returned to the small training ground in front of the House of Fist. It was already empty, but walking here, the scene from a year ago seemed to be still as clear and vivid as yesterday. At this moment, a flock of birds flew overhead, leaving behind a burst of flapping wings.

He looked at the azure sky above and went to the side to get his bike, pushed it out of the alley, jumped on, and headed back home.

In about ten minutes, he returned home. Since there were only a few days left before the new semester, he sorted out the things he needed.

The next few days were uneventful. The news broadcasts were quite lively, mostly about those forces involved with Mo Lan. In the past few days, it only involved some companies that cooperated with Mo Lan Corporation, but now it gradually involves some officials in the Political Affairs Office, indicating that this purge has reached its final stage.

On the thirty-first, he arrived at the school with his suitcase. This time, when he walked in, many students who had already arrived at school would greet him proactively and enthusiastically when they saw him.

Chen Chuan responded politely to everyone who greeted him. This situation gradually returned to normal until he reached the dormitory building, but there were still students in the building who greeted him from afar from time to time.

There was no way around it. He single-handedly overturned the entire Mutual Aid Society and retreated unscathed from the Tribunal. In the eyes of young students, nothing was more worthy of admiration. The key point is that most people participated in it, and they will remember and savor it for the rest of their lives.

After these days of brewing and fermentation, his prestige had reached a height that no student in the history of the Martial Valor Academy had ever reached, even though he didn't know it himself. Even the teachers in the academy would seriously consider his name when they saw it.

When he came to the dormitory supervisor to register, the dormitory supervisor took a registration form and gave it to him, smiling and saying, "How is it? It's not easy being a celebrity, is it?"

Chen Chuan took it and said, "It's quite difficult, but it doesn't matter. After the school starts, they won't have the heart to think too much."

The dormitory supervisor strongly agreed, saying, "You're right about that. They're just too idle now, with restlessness all over their bodies and nowhere to vent it. Once school starts, all kinds of training programs will be pressed down, guaranteeing that they'll fall asleep as soon as they hit the bed every day, and they won't have the heart to think too much."

Chen Chuan wrote on the form with a pen, saying, "It seems like there are more new students this year than usual?"

The dormitory supervisor said, "There will be a little more every year. It's the general trend, but I think there will be even more next year." As he spoke, he looked at Chen Chuan meaningfully.

Chen Chuan knew what he was talking about. After the Old Factory incident, it was not just as simple as losing thirty-seven recommended students. A large number of people from the school board and sponsors were also arrested, and the original structure was completely changed.

This is a window of opportunity. Some of the previous compromise regulations and management constraints can be completely ignored, treated as a special period with special circumstances, and it just so happens that more students can be recruited.

After registering on the registration form, he handed it to the dormitory supervisor, who took it and said, "I've been a dormitory supervisor for several years. I should be very happy to see more and more students living in, because the more people there are, the more students I manage. But when I think about it, don't I have more things to manage? My burden is heavier again."

Chen Chuan said with a smile, "The teacher should apply for a raise."

“I love hearing that, but it's a pity. There's an age limit for becoming a principal. By the time you become principal, I'm afraid I'll be retired.” The dormitory supervisor feigned a sigh.

Chen Chuan smiled and said, “It doesn't matter. We can increase the retirement benefits for teachers by then.”

“Hey, I'll remember that.”

After chatting with the dormitory supervisor, Chen Chuan left the registration desk, carrying his suitcase into the elevator. When he reached the seventh floor, as soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he saw Zhuang Zhi and the others in the public training ground. Seeing them looking over, he nodded and walked towards the corridor.

Zhuang Zhi and the others had mixed feelings, and they were also a little lost.

The Mutual Aid Society seemed to have disappeared overnight, and they were free from its constraints. They had benefited from the Mutual Aid Society before, but they didn't have to fulfill the previous agreement.

It seemed like they had the advantage, and they should be grateful to Chen Chuan. However, because the Mutual Aid Society was now infamous, anyone who had joined it would be questioned by the school's management. Although they wouldn't do anything to them, their reputation in the school was terrible, and this experience would always be a stain on their record.

They were now trying to get rid of these stains, and some suggested joining the Fervent Heart Society.

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Tomorrow would be a brand new day.

He stood for a while, then went back to take out his belongings from the suitcase. After a simple tidying up, he went to carry out his daily combat training.

September 1st, the opening of the Wu Yi University. After the opening ceremony for the freshmen, Cheng Zitong came over and placed a stack of documents on the desk.

“Xiao Chuan, take a look.”

Chen Chuan picked them up and flipped through them. They listed his approximate experiences since entering the Wu Yi Academy, including some of the tasks he had done, the evaluations of the three departments, and the certificates he had obtained for weapon carrying and unlimited defense. There was a lot of content, written in detail.

He didn't realize that he had done so much in just one year.

Cheng Zitong said, “This resume looks very good. It's just that you're missing a 'Belt Armor Certificate'. Otherwise, it would be even better.”

Chen Chuan looked up and said, “Teacher, it's not necessarily impossible to get.”

Cheng Zitong looked at him, smiled, and said, “It seems you've been up to something these past few days. Well, Teacher is waiting for your good news. We'll add it to this resume together then. But you can fill out the application form behind it first. I'll submit it first and have the principal and others sign it, then submit the materials.”

Chen Chuan nodded. The national recruitment involved confidentiality principles and couldn't be disclosed during the mission, especially since the recruitment was not theoretically over yet. So, he couldn't tell Cheng Zitong. Of course, it would be fine afterward, and he could add it to his resume openly.

The application form could be filled out first, and the school's high-level officials could approve it first. Before submitting it to the main academy, the updated resume could be submitted together.

He carefully filled out the form, checked it, signed his name, stamped his private seal, and handed it to Cheng Zitong. Cheng Zitong looked it over and, seeing that there were no problems, coughed and picked up a pen, solemnly filling in his name in the instructor column.

Then he picked it up again and looked at it, sighing, “I didn't expect that my name, Cheng Zitong, could be filled in the instructor column for students going to Central City.”

He smiled and said to Chen Chuan, “Teacher knows his own limitations. My guidance level is just so-so. This time, I can show my face all thanks to you, Xiao Chuan.”

Chen Chuan said seriously, “Without the teacher, there would be no student today.”

This was his sincere feeling. Cheng Zitong was very willing to let go and was very supportive of his ideas. If he had changed to another teacher, even with some restrictions, such as disagreeing with his opinion on the choice of force techniques, the future direction would be uncertain.

Cheng Zitong looked at him and nodded, “The most correct decision I made back then was to be your instructor.” Speaking of this, he felt a little regret: “It's just a pity that Lao He's name can't be written on this.”

Chen Chuan thought for a while and said, “The student thinks that Teacher He probably doesn't need this either.”

“Yes, Lao He is an unfettered person, and he doesn't care about this. But if Shen Zheng hadn't had an accident back then, this form should also have his name on it.”

Chen Chuan heard him mention Shen Zheng and said, “Teacher, that day in the old factory area, I learned something from Wei Jun's mouth. On the day Shen Zheng, Senior Brother Shen, was persecuted, he had a long-lost younger sister who was found by the Mutual Aid Society. Later, it seemed that she was taken to Central City by the people from the Mutual Aid Society.”