Atlas of Heaven and Man

As soon as Chen Chuan opened the edge channel, he found it filled with densely packed discussion topics. Unsurprisingly, they were all talking about his battle with Wei Wusheng during the day.

Among them, Chen Chuan's identity was the most discussed topic.

Someone left a message saying that they thought Chen Chuan was just an ordinary Wuyi student, but they didn't expect him to be the trump card of the Special Handling Bureau. Didn't everyone misjudge him?

There was even a hint of schadenfreude in these words, clearly directed at those who had bet on the wrong side.

Indeed, some people came out to complain, "If you're so strong, why be so low-key?"

However, they didn't dare to speak too harshly, because a Third Threshold fighter, and one from the Special Handling Bureau, was someone they really didn't dare offend.

Some people even deduced from this that the person who stopped Wei Wusheng on the cruise ship was not Du Geng at all, but this big shot!

Wei Wusheng was actually beaten away by this person at that time, so this time he specifically went back to find Chen Chuan. Judging from the route and preparations, it was clear that he was coming for him, but this time he still couldn't beat him. He couldn't even run away, and was hammered to death on the spot.

This immediately led to a burst of exclamations and sudden realizations, and then sparked a discussion about the relative strengths of the two sides.

Because it involved Third Threshold combat, they found it difficult to make accurate analyses of various combat details, so they could only rely on impressions to roughly judge.

Although there were some die-hard fans who believed that Wei Wusheng was injured before and didn't perform well, and that he was defeated because he lost his weapon, in short, it wasn't a problem of martial strength, most people believed that Chen Chuan's defeat of Wei Wusheng was a crushing victory, without any other reason.

If it had been a little later at that time, it would have been really hard to say. Perhaps he might have faced a Wei Wusheng in his prime, or even with double the martial strength.

So at that moment, he decisively attacked, overlapped with his Second Self, and unleashed all his strength in that one blow.

Currently, the power of his Second Self is relatively weak, and far from reaching his current level, but when strength reaches a certain level, even a slight improvement is helpful.

At that time, he had already thought about it, if this still couldn't solve the problem, then he could only find a way to go back and get the Snow Monarch Saber, or wait for the Special Handling Bureau's reinforcements to arrive.

And in the discussion, unsurprisingly, the most contempt was directed at a certain person.

"Han Laomao is unworthy of his name. He was killed by Wei Wusheng, who was already seriously injured and dying. I had such high expectations for him, damn it..." followed by a string of foul language. This person was obviously someone who had placed a heavy bet on Han Laomao.

Many people echoed him, and basically no one defended him. After all, Han Laomao's death was too ugly, and he openly stole kills. Most people hated this kind of person.

The comments were almost one-sided.

But at this time, "Dancing on Bottle Caps" did not completely agree with this.

"Han Laomao's character is not good, but it doesn't necessarily mean that his martial strength is weak. His movements and actions are particularly fast. He thought that Wei Wusheng had already been killed at the end, and this judgment was not wrong. Didn't you see that Mr. Chen had already left at that time?

It's just that Wei Wusheng didn't know why he didn't die, so he was caught. He couldn't use what he was good at, and close combat was his biggest weakness, but that happened to be Wei Wusheng's strongest point.

I think if the two people fought normally, Wei Wusheng would not be able to touch Han Laomao at all, and he would not lose anyway. His arrogance is justified, but his greed killed him."

His words immediately attracted rebuttals from people who were specifically watching him, so the topic below turned to a comparison between the Pei brothers, Zuo Cidao, Han Laomao, and others. Because these were all dead people, they could evaluate them unscrupulously without fear of anyone causing them trouble.

Chen Chuan flipped through it for a while, then took out the book that Cao Guiqi had given him and slowly read it.

In the Shenzhen District, in an underground fighting arena, the sky had not completely darkened, but the lights had already been turned on, because many students would come to study in the evening.

Taking advantage of his free time, Lu Fang ate a few nutritional bars and went to the side to practice his boxing seriously.

He always remembered Chen Chuan's words that he would only be qualified to ask about those things if he broke through the Third Threshold.

So these days, whenever he had free time, he desperately trained himself, even more diligently than he did at the academy.

Fortunately, Chen Chuan had previously promised to support him with a batch of medicines, so he didn't have to worry about cultivation for the time being. Although Chen Chuan didn't mention anything, he was determined to repay these slowly when he had money in the future. At the same time, he also deeply remembered this favor in his heart.

And his efforts in these days also made the two senior brothers gasp in amazement, and even brought a sense of urgency to them.

After Lu Fang finished a set of punches and kicks, Senior Brother Yu walked in and said, "Junior Brother Lu, take a break. I'll show you something good."

Lu Fang said, "Is it a ring match?"

They were not formal citizens, so they were not qualified to watch the matches. But cats have cat ways, and rats have rat ways. Although they didn't have formal identities, some people could find some transcribed scenes after the matches, and the price was relatively reasonable.

This is actually because many people are working on this. The longer the time, the lower the price. By next year, the things from the past year, except for the players who are still around, will basically be ignored. It's better to distribute them early.

Senior Yu smiled mysteriously and said, "It's fighting, but this time it's different. It's a battle of Third Limit fighters. What do you say, want to watch?"

Lu Fang was stunned and asked in surprise, "Third Limit?"

"That's right! Third Limit!"

Senior Yu said triumphantly, "This is something I got with some effort. What do you say, am I a good brother?"

Lu Fang thought that this was indeed rare, but he was knowledgeable and couldn't help but ask, "Can we see clearly the fight between fighters of this limit?"

"Don't worry."

Senior Yu said in a low voice, "This thing was leaked from the fighting arena. The field frequency is adjusted so that ordinary people can see clearly. It is said that high-end products can even see some fighting details, but unfortunately, I couldn't get that."

Lu Fang really wanted to see it and broaden his horizons, so he said, "Then I'll treat senior to dinner later."

"Then it's settled. I'll send it to you now."

Senior Yu tapped his interface device and sent the content to Lu Fang.

Lu Fang's interface device was just a very ordinary second-hand one, so it took a long time to receive all the content. But after opening it, just one glance at the person who appeared on it shocked him.

Junior Chen?

Seeing his shocked appearance, Senior Yu felt very satisfied and said, "Not bad, right?" He patted him on the shoulder as he spoke.

Because the real life-and-death struggle between the two people only lasted a few minutes, Lu Fang finished watching it in a short time, but the shock that this fight brought was extremely great.

And he had even deeper feelings and tremors in his heart.

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"Third Limit..."

He thought of the words Chen Chuan had said to him, feeling emotional and admiring in his heart, and secretly said, "Junior Chen, you did it."

Senior Yu said, "Alas, I don't know when we will be able to reach this level."

Lu Fang said firmly, "Even if the road is long and difficult, we must keep walking."

Senior Yu seemed to think of his efforts over the past few years. He was silent for a moment, "Yes, we must keep walking."

After thinking for a while, he added, "No matter how difficult, we must keep walking."

At this moment, somewhere in Mo Tie Mountain, within a manor that occupied an entire hill, Meng Shu sat upright on the wide sofa in the large living room. A female steward was talking eloquently, introducing some things to her.

This female steward was in her thirties, wearing delicate women's glasses, with an intellectual and polite temperament. The embedded interface wiring next to her ear was subtle and almost invisible.

"Recruiting qualified fighters is our next focus.

Fighters who want to go further often face competition from people at the same level, so most fighters will seize every opportunity they can, and most of these opportunities can only be provided by companies and governments in the long term."

Meng Shu said slowly, "Resources are limited."

The female steward said, "Yes, resources are limited. This sentence applies everywhere.

Fighters can also be regarded as a kind of resource, and our company is to compete with other companies for this resource."

Those potential fighters are often invested in by major companies and government departments from the beginning.

Although our company has also invested in many people before, the director in charge of this project seems to have poor vision.

The objects she invested in either performed mediocrely and did not meet the company's requirements, or have now had their names cancelled.

In the past two years, the company has bet on no less than two hundred fighters, and has allocated a large amount of special funds every year, involving the Wuyi Academy, gangs, and various fighting schools, but the results are still not ideal.

Facts have proved that this scattered investment model is not very useful.

What we need now are elites. One elite is worth a hundred mediocre talents, and ordinary fighters only need implants."

Meng Shu asked in a cold voice, "The company has been researching high-end implants, but it still hasn't met our requirements?"

The female steward said, "This leads to another problem.

Some of the company's high-end implants can barely meet the requirements, but implant surgery requires the recipient to slowly adapt, replacing the implant over several years or even decades.

We have tried to shorten the time, but the consequence is that the recipient's lifespan is greatly shortened.

This is still a technical problem that has not been solved.

What needs to be reminded to Miss is that implants in some special parts are only owned by top giant companies.

We need to purchase them additionally, and the recipient also needs a large number of matching drugs.

And these can only be bought from powerful pharmaceutical companies such as Tian Cong Baicao, Qingnang Yufang, and Talled.

These will make us subject to other companies."

She waved her hand again, "These are just in a general direction, Miss.

If you want to inherit the company and compete with your cousin, then you have to produce better results.

Now we don't have enough resources to use, so we can only use them in a concentrated way and choose those targets that require less investment but are worth investing in.

As long as the choice is accurate, you can have a hundredfold or a thousandfold return."

Meng Shu nodded lightly, seeming to agree with her suggestion.

She asked, "Candidates?"

The female steward steadied her glasses and said, "We have already found a suitable one."

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