Chapter 236: The Deal
Chapter 236: The Deal
After reviewing the suggestions, Chen Chuan noticed the last important piece of advice.
"The success rate for the third limit is thirty-five percent..."
He pondered for a moment. A chance of more than a third seemed not too bad, but it wasn't exceptionally high either.
However, this conclusion was based on his physical qualities and the assumption that he would ignore the Furnace Breath Method. If he were to utilize the Furnace Breath Method and the second self that could withstand drug damage, the success rate would undoubtedly be much higher.
But he wouldn't disregard these suggestions. If there was a way to enhance his base form, he certainly didn't want to miss out.
"Light assistance training..."
This was something he had never heard of, so he searched for it and quickly found the answer.
This particular light, known as 'Radiance', was a biological light emitted by certain special organisms. In Central City, it was found in a unique deep-sea fish species. However, acquiring this resource also required payment. He checked the price, and the minimum starting rate was in the thousands per hour, making it extremely expensive.
Capturing these creatures himself was out of the question. They were not social creatures and required specialized breeding environments and drug feeding to gather them in numbers for practical use. It was simply impossible for an ordinary person to achieve this.
Even the displayed price was just the tip of the iceberg. Due to limited resources, even if one wanted to use it, they would have to wait in line and might not get a turn.
Chen Chuan felt that this resource wasn't necessary for him at the moment, so he decided to ignore it for now and reconsider later.
Overall, the admission test was valuable, and the suggestions were targeted. It made him aware of his weaknesses and the areas he needed to work on.
If he chose to train without following these guidelines...
He searched, and the interface immediately displayed a dense list of recommended courses. The items were highly detailed, with corresponding training methods for each type of mutated organ.
Whenever he carefully examined a specific item, the interface would show an estimate based on his evaluation level. It included the number of days required for training, the amount of medication needed, and the potential results. Everything was clear at a glance.
Moreover, since it was based on extensive data, it might even be better than some teachers' judgments based on experience.
However, this didn't diminish the value of teachers. For specific training, these evaluations couldn't replace the teacher's guidance and personal experience. Only those who had practiced could truly understand the depth of such training.
These training methods weren't suitable for him, as they focused on specific mutated tissues and delved deeper into certain aspects. Chen Chuan practiced Zhouyuan Power Technique, which emphasized a holistic approach, considering all aspects.
As he scrolled down, he noticed that the school also provided consulting and advice for external fighters. They offered several fixed learning templates, with every step, detail, and even dosage meticulously marked out.
By following these templates, fighters could train effectively. Even if their starting point wasn't exceptional, their upper limit wouldn't be too low.
Here, he noticed a mention of special practices related to transplanted mutated organs.
He paused for a moment, then quickly switched to search for more information.
Transplanted mutated organs referred to the process of transplanting mutated organs from other fighters to one's own body to compensate for deficiencies in mutated organ coverage.
While the effects weren't as good as those of natively developed organs, and there were certain side effects, it could indeed make up for some shortcomings in a fighter's training.
The note at the end stated that it could only be done within the boundaries of the law, and private transplants violated government and corporate regulations.
He shook his head. The very existence of this technology raised serious concerns.
Moving on, the last item on his search list was medication, the aspect he cared about the most.
After checking, he found that each drug had a corresponding price, and none were free. The free provision of a certain amount of medication, like in the Sim Yangzhi Wu Yi Academy, didn't exist here. Although the price per dose wasn't high, the total cost for a large quantity would be substantial.
He thought deeply. He wasn't a naturally talented individual, so he required more medication than others. Even if he had the financial means to purchase them, having this data on record could be an issue.
According to the academy's regulations, students were prohibited from selling medication for profit. Violators would be expelled. For such large quantities of medication, he would need a reasonable explanation.
He would have to undergo an inspection at the school, which would be very troublesome. He didn't want to expose the true condition of his body.
At that moment, a prompt popped up on the interface: "We noticed that you tend to browse for cheaper medications. If you don't have sufficient funds, we offer loan services. Students can choose from the following options..."
Chen Chuan shook his head and dismissed the prompt without a second thought.
However, he needed to find a solution for the medication issue...
Any official purchase of medication would leave a trace, and he couldn't afford to do that. But he had seen the prohibition on private drug sales in Central City.
If it was prohibited, there must be a market for it, and the law wouldn't be meaningless. He might be able to obtain medication from other sources, although the price would likely be different, and there would be no tracking.
He considered his options. He had saved up a considerable amount of money, but it might not be enough. He needed to come up with a plan.
There was another option, though... urban legends.
If such things existed in Central City, he might be able to capture urban legends using secret sect rituals and make them his resource.
He switched to search for urban legends and quickly noticed several suspicious situations, some even involving related commissions.
However, when he tried to delve deeper, a prompt informed him that this area required professional expertise. He needed to be a commissioner or have the background of a commission company to access this information.
He looked into it, and with his status as a student of the Wu Yi Academy, he could register as a commissioner by simply paying a fee. However, to undertake commissions, one still had to deal with various regulations and tax matters, and if it was an individual, they would need a lawyer specializing in handling such affairs.
Of course, he could also borrow the name of a commission company. They would handle all the trivial matters, allowing the commissioner to focus solely on their commission. But without the recognition of a Senior Commissioner in Central City, most of one's earnings would be taken by the company, essentially working for others.
Reading this, he thought of Gao Ming, who had previously told him that he would also be coming to Central City soon. It was about time to give him a call and inquire about the situation.
He picked up the phone and dialed a number.
After a short wait, the call connected, and he said, "Gao Ming? It's me. I'm already at the Central Academy in Central City. How are things with you?"
Gao Ming's light laughter came through the phone, "Cousin, I told you that when you entered Central City, it would be the moment I truly show my worth. I've received an invitation from a law firm in Central City, and I'll be joining them as an independent lawyer. After a while, once the procedures are done, I'll come to Central City."
Chen Chuan was delighted to hear this news and said, "That's great! I have something that I need your help with."
"Cousin, can you give me more details? I can prepare in advance."
Chen Chuan briefly explained the situation he had just seen, though he didn't mention that his primary target was the urban legend. He only wanted to obtain the reward.
After listening, Gao Ming thought for a moment and said, "Regarding commissions in Central City, I've looked into it before. It might be February by the time I complete the procedures. If you're in a hurry, cousin, there's a temporary solution you can try before I arrive."
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"What solution?"
Gao Ming said, "Since urban legend commissions don't require specialized skills different from other commissions, cousin, you can find a trustworthy commissioner or someone with connections. You can cooperate with them privately, and they'll take the commission. You can then split the reward privately, which will also benefit them."
Chen Chuan immediately understood. Commissioners like this would surely have channels to conduct private business behind the company's back. By working with them, he could avoid those issues.
Of course, the prerequisite was not being afraid of the black market.
He remembered someone and said, "Thank you, Gao Ming."
"Don't mention it, cousin. If you have any problems, just give me a call."
After ending the call with Gao Ming, Chen Chuan hung up and began to consider the situation carefully.
At the same time, in another part of the city, Old Qi drove to a place filled with ruins. It seemed like a forgotten corner of the city, with vines clinging to the broken walls. The ground was uneven, with puddles of water, overturned roadblocks, dense vegetation, and abandoned vehicles everywhere.
This was not an illusion.
This was the territory of the Skeleton Gang, who refused to use any Yin-Yang Devices. They cultivated a large number of anomalous algae here, effectively disrupting the biocenter field and interfering with Mother Shu's judgment.
In fact, there were many similar places in Central City, large and small, as if countless holes had been punched through a thin membrane. These places were beyond monitoring and control, but the power structure of Central City dictated that unless there was a special situation, the upper echelons would not waste resources on them.
He didn't dare venture too deep. After driving in for a while, he stopped and got out of the car. He stood by the side, reached into the driver's seat, and honked the horn a few times.
After a few honks, a figure landed on the roof of an abandoned car and squatted there. He wore a feathered outer garment, and a skeleton mask covered his face. His exposed skin was pale and dry, as if he hadn't seen the sun in a long time.
When Old Qi looked over, members of the Skeleton Gang emerged from the upper floors of the ruined buildings and from underground holes. Some held up crossbows and firearms, aiming at him.
Old Qi suppressed his slightly tense emotions and slowly took out a metal disk from the car seat, holding it high, "I've brought what you want."
He opened the disk, revealing a broken block-like object with a faint red line inside, glowing with a weak fluorescence.
If Chen Chuan were here, he would recognize that it was very similar to the item he acquired with Ren Xiaotian near Jiaoshan the first time they ventured into the wilderness.
"Fresh goods."
The earliest Skeleton Gang member who had landed on the car roof licked his lips and said, "Give him the money." Immediately, someone jumped onto the SUV's roof, making Old Qi smile wryly.
The man took the metal disk from Old Qi's hand, inspected it, then threw a metal can at him. Old Qi quickly caught it, opened it, and found it filled with a bundle of money. He quickly closed it and put it in the car.
"As I said, if you have more goods, you can always come to us. We'll take as much as you have."
Old Qi nodded.
After the man spoke, he turned and jumped off the car. The surrounding Skeleton Gang members also retreated, and the area returned to silence as if no one had been there.
Old Qi breathed a sigh of relief, got back into the car, and slowly backed out. Once he drove out of the area, as the sun shone on the car, he looked at the can of money and couldn't help but smile.
However, at that moment, a red light suddenly appeared in front of him, and a warning sounded in his ear, "Front vehicle, you are suspected of entering an abandoned area and carrying an unknown virus. Please stop immediately and undergo inspection and decontamination." His smile froze.
(End of Chapter)
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