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Chapter 348: Spreading Influence
Chapter 348: Spreading Influence
As soon as Chen Chuancan opened the fringe channel, he found it flooded with discussions, as expected, all revolving around his daytime battle with Wei Wusheng.
The most talked-about topic was Chen Chuancan's identity.
One comment read, "I thought Chen Chuancan was just an ordinary Wu Yi student. I never imagined he'd be the trump card of the Handling Bureau. Looks like we all misjudged him, huh?"
The words carried a hint of schadenfreude, clearly directed at those who had bet on the wrong side.
Indeed, some people complained, "You're so strong, yet you keep such a low profile. Why?" But they dared not speak too harshly, as they truly feared offending a Third Limit Fighter from the Handling Bureau.
Some even deduced that the person who had stopped Wei Wusheng on the cruise ship wasn't Du Geng but this big shot! Wei Wusheng had actually been beaten and driven away by him, which was why he had specifically returned to find Chen Chuancan. From the route and preparations, it was clear he was aiming for this person, but even this time, he couldn't win and didn't even manage to escape, ultimately getting hammered to death on the spot.
This sparked a wave of astonishment and realization, followed by another discussion about the power gap between the two.
Since it involved a Third Limit Fighter, they couldn't provide precise analysis of the combat details and could only rely on their impressions for judgment.
Some die-hard fans who believed Wei Wusheng's defeat was due to his previous injuries, the loss of his weapon, or other factors, but not a matter of strength. However, most people agreed that Chen Chuancan's victory was a clear dominance in strength, with no other reasons.
After all, from the start, Wei Wusheng had been at a disadvantage and never managed to inflict any significant damage on Chen Chuancan.
However, as a participant, Chen Chuancan knew that the situation had been perilous. The most dangerous moment was when Wei Wusheng stood up again.
He didn't know what had happened, but he could sense two forces merging within Wei Wusheng, and his injuries began to gradually heal.
If that moment had been delayed even slightly, the outcome might have been uncertain. Perhaps he would have faced a fully recovered or even a doubly powerful Wei Wusheng afterward.
That's why Chen Chuancan had acted decisively, merging with his Second Self and unleashing all his power in that strike.
Currently, the strength of his Second Self was still weak and hadn't reached his current level. But once strength reached a certain threshold, even a slight improvement would be a significant boost.
At that time, he had thought that if this didn't work, he would have to find a way to retrieve the Xuejun Blade or wait for backup from the Handling Bureau.
Unsurprisingly, within the discussions, one person received the most disdain.
"Han Laomao's name doesn't match his abilities. He was killed by a severely injured and near-death Wei Wusheng. I had such high expectations for him, damn..." The comment was followed by a string of profanities, clearly from someone who had placed a significant bet on Han Laomao.
Many others chimed in, and almost no one defended him. After all, Han Laomao's death was embarrassing, and he had blatantly stolen someone else's kill, which most people despised.
The comments were overwhelmingly negative.
However, at this moment, the user "Dancing on Bottle Caps" disagreed.
"Han Laomao may have a bad character, but that doesn't mean he's weak. He's incredibly fast in body technique and movement. He thought Wei Wusheng was already dead, which wasn't an incorrect assumption. Didn't you see that Mr. Chen had already left?
But for some reason, Wei Wusheng didn't die. So, when he was caught, he couldn't utilize his strengths, and close combat is his weakest area, which happens to be Wei Wusheng's strongest.
In my opinion, if they fought fairly, Wei Wusheng wouldn't have been able to touch Han Laomao at all. He wouldn't have lost. His arrogance was justified, but his greed killed him."
His words immediately sparked counterarguments, and the topic shifted to discussions about Pei Brothers, Zuo Caidao, Han Laomao, and others. Since they were all deceased, people could freely evaluate them without fear of repercussions.
After scrolling for a while, Chen Chuancan took out the book given to him by Cao Guixi and started reading it slowly.
In a basement fighting arena in the Deep Uncharted Zone, before nightfall, the lights were already on, anticipating the students who would come to train in the evening.
During his free time, Lu Fang consumed a few nutrient bars and began practicing his punches and kicks earnestly.
He kept Chen Chuancan's words in mind, knowing that only by breaking through to the Third Limit would he be qualified to inquire about those matters.
So, during these days, whenever he had spare time, he trained relentlessly, even more diligently than when he was at the academy.
Fortunately, Chen Chuancan had promised to provide him with a batch of drugs, so he didn't have to worry about his cultivation for the time being. Although Chen Chuancan hadn't mentioned anything, Lu Fang had made up his mind to repay this favor once he had the means, and he deeply appreciated this gesture.
His efforts over the past few days had also impressed his two seniors, who felt a sense of urgency.
After Lu Fang finished a round of punches and kicks, the senior named Yu Xuelang entered and said, "Lu Fang, take a break. I'll show you something good."
Lu Fang asked, "Is it the arena tournament?"
They weren't official citizens and didn't have the qualifications to watch the matches. However, where there's a will, there's a way. Some people managed to obtain recordings of the matches afterward, and the prices were quite reasonable.
This is actually because multiple people are working on it, and the longer it takes, the lower the price. By next year, the content from the past year will be outdated, and only the Autonomous Fighters who are still active will be interested. It's better to release it sooner rather than later.
Yu Xuelang smiled mysteriously and said, "It's a fight, but this time it's different. It's a battle between Third Limit Fighters. What do you think, do you want to watch?"
Lu Fang was taken aback and asked in surprise, "The Third Limit?"
"Yes! The Third Limit!"
Yu Xuelang boasted, "This took some effort to get, so, am I a good brother or what?"
Lu Fang thought it was indeed rare, but he was well-informed and couldn't help but ask, "Can we see the fight between these Third Limit Fighters clearly?"
"Don't worry," Yu Xuelang said softly. "This content is from the Arena Stadium, and the field frequency is adjusted so that ordinary people can see it clearly. It's said that high-end products can even reveal some details of the fight, but unfortunately, that's not something I could get my hands on."
Lu Fang really wanted to watch and broaden his horizons. He said, "Then I'll treat you to dinner later."
"It's settled then," Yu Xuelang said, tapping his Boundary Token. He transferred the content to Lu Fang.
Lu Fang's Boundary Token was just a second-hand one, so it took a long time to receive all the content. But when he opened it, the person who appeared on the screen startled him.
Chen Xuedi?
Seeing his shocked expression, Yu Xuelang felt very satisfied and said, "Not bad, right?" He patted Lu Fang's shoulder.
Since the two of them were only separated by a few minutes in terms of life and death, Lu Fang finished watching quickly. However, the impact of the fight was profound.
He felt an even deeper sense of awe and shock.
In the 1619 version of the book, he saw it without any mistakes!
"The Third Limit..."
He thought of the words Chen Xuedi had said to him, and he couldn't help but feel admiration and respect. Silently, he said, "Chen Xuedi, you've done it."
Yu Xuelang sighed, "I wonder when we'll be able to reach that level."
Lu Fang said firmly, "No matter how long and difficult the road is, we must keep walking."
Yu Xuelang seemed to reflect on the efforts of the past few years. He paused for a moment, then said, "Yes, we must keep going." After thinking for a moment, he added, "No matter how difficult, we must persist."
At that moment, in a certain place in Mo Tie Mountain, in a grand estate occupying an entire hill, Meng Shu sat straight-backed on a wide sofa in the large living room. A female steward was talking to her, introducing various things.
The female steward was in her thirties, wearing elegant glasses, and had an intellectual and polite demeanor. The embedded Boundary Token near her ear was so fine that it was almost invisible.
"Recruiting qualified fighters is our next priority. Fighters who want to advance often face competition from those at the same level. Therefore, most fighters will seize any opportunity they can, and these opportunities are mostly provided by companies and organizations in the long term."
Meng Shu slowly said, "Resources are limited."
The female steward replied, "Yes, resources are limited, and this is true everywhere. Fighters can also be considered a type of resource, and our company must compete with other companies to acquire them.
Those fighters with potential are often invested in by major companies and government departments from the very beginning. Although our company has also invested in many people, the manager in charge of this project seems to have poor judgment. The fighters she invests in either perform mediocrely, failing to meet the company's requirements, or have already been removed from the roster."
In the past two years, the company has invested in over two hundred fighters, allocating large sums of dedicated funds annually. These fighters come from various sources, including Wu Yi Academy, gangs, and different martial arts styles. However, the results are still not ideal.
In fact, this scattered investment approach is not very effective. What we need now are elites. One elite can be worth a hundred mediocre fighters. For those ordinary fighters, even a high-end implant is sufficient."
Meng Shu asked in a cold voice, "Hasn't the company been researching high-end implants? Are they still not up to our standards?"
The female steward said, "That leads to another issue. Some of our high-end implants can barely meet the requirements, but the implantation surgery requires the host to adapt gradually, using years or even decades to replace the implant.
We've tried to shorten this process, but the consequence is a significant reduction in the host's lifespan. This is still an unresolved technical challenge.
What's more, I must remind you, Miss, that some special implants are only owned by top-tier corporations. We need to make additional purchases, and the host also requires a large amount of adaptation drugs.
These can only be obtained from powerful pharmaceutical companies like Tian Cong Bai Cao and Qingnang Yufang, or from Talred. This puts us at a disadvantage against other companies."
She waved her hand again, "These are just the general directions. Miss, if you want to take over the company and compete with your cousin brother, you must achieve better results. Currently, we have limited resources, so we can only use them strategically. We must choose those who have received less investment but are still worth investing in.
As long as we choose accurately, we can expect a hundredfold or even thousandfold return."
Meng Shu nodded slightly, seemingly agreeing with her. She asked, "Who is the candidate?"
The female steward adjusted her glasses and said, "We've already found a suitable one."
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(End of Chapter)
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