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Chapter 799: Profiteering Opportunists
Chapter 799: Profiteering Opportunists
As Chen Chuan posed his question, the masked individuals exchanged glances, and one of them stepped forward.
This person, seemingly advanced in age, spoke in a slightly aged voice, "Indeed, there are ways to alter and reverse cognition. Some secret traditions involving high-level spiritual powers and certain rituals can achieve this. It's not that no one has ever exploited such loopholes in the past."
"However, our ritual constraints were established during the Great Alliance era and have since been meticulously replenished and perfected. Many loopholes have been sealed, leaving fewer opportunities to exploit."
"But we can't rule out extreme cases. Let me put it this way, if such a situation arises in normal times, I'd rather see it happen. This way, we can promptly address these loopholes afterward, instead of scrambling for solutions when danger strikes."
Chen Chuan understood the implication—if you can find a way to exploit the system, by all means, give it a try. They even encouraged it, using the cost of one person's misdeeds to eliminate drawbacks that affect the majority. It's worth the risk.
He also sensed that these individuals viewed the issue from a higher perspective. But he immediately raised another, more pointed question:
"What if someone harnesses the power of opposing forces to suppress the ritual's effects?"
The masked elder slowly replied, "It is indeed possible. To suppress power, continuous exertion of force is necessary, let alone the transmission across the World Ring. If the opposing forces are willing to do so, it achieves the goal of depleting their resources, and typically leaves traces, making it easier for us to identify those colluding with them."
Chen Chuan caught the word 'typically,' implying that there might still be ways to circumvent these measures. But this was normal; the opposing world's entities had been in conflict with their higher-ups for so long that they likely had some understanding of their operations. It wouldn't be surprising if they could find some flaws.
Not wanting to delve deeper, Chen Chuan said, "I think that's all I wanted to ask. Thank you for your information."
"You're welcome," the masked elder replied.
The elder, about to retreat, paused, then added, "I know you, Mr. Chen, are knowledgeable about rituals. So, I'll share something you might learn soon enough."
Chen Chuan noticed that as he spoke, the other masked individuals turned to look at him, indicating that what he was about to say wasn't trivial.
The masked elder continued, "The entire agreement, from Level 7 to Level 1, is essentially a worldwide ritual established during the Great Alliance era. With each level increase, some restrictions are lifted, bringing you certain benefits."
"These benefits impact your cultivation and higher realms. When a fighter reaches Level 1 of the agreement, the gains they receive are immeasurable."
Chen Chuan's eyes flickered, his mind racing. He instantly grasped the significance of this agreement. If it truly offered corresponding advantages with each level change, even involving higher-level rewards, he was certain that countless ambitious fighters would eagerly embrace it, willingly accepting the constraints and actively upholding this system.
It seemed that those who initially established this agreement had remarkable foresight. Instead of forcing compliance, they offered incentives, allowing individuals to voluntarily remain within this framework over time.
But why wasn't this agreement made public from the start? Chen Chuan pondered. From the perspective of ritual balance, perhaps maintaining this system required additional effort, necessitating a group of individuals unwilling to abide by the agreement.
Of course, this was merely his personal interpretation. Such high-level rituals likely had intricate mechanisms behind them.
Chen Chuan nodded to the elder in acknowledgment and thanked him again.
The masked elder nodded back and retreated to his original corner without saying more.
Can Miao, seeing their conversation was over, spoke up, "Mr. Chen, we have one more question. What are your thoughts on your current position? Do you wish to be transferred from Jiabei Province, or do you prefer to stay?"
"As a Level 5 agreement holder, the National Highest Security Advisory Council will consider your actual situation and preferences. We will accurately convey your requests to the higher-ups."
Chen Chuan's response was affirmative, "I plan to stay in Jiabei Province for now."
Can Miao signaled to his assistant to record this, then said, "With that, our task is complete." He stood up and extended his hand toward Chen Chuan, "Mr. Chen, thank you for your cooperation."
Chen Chuan shook his hand and asked, "May I leave now?"
"Yes, you may," Can Miao replied. "Mr. Chen, you are free to go. Feel free to contact us or reach out to me directly if needed."
Chen Chuan nodded and bid farewell to everyone present. He picked up the documents on the table and exited the room.
Can Miao watched him leave, sensing that Chen Chuan was different from the others. They had signed agreements with other fighters before, but honestly, such a smooth process was rare. Many fighters would turn pale at the sight of the agreement's constraints.
This often required them to explain each clause or invoke the authority of the National Highest Security Advisory Council to move forward. Even then, they sometimes had to resort to higher levels of force to compel compliance, creating an unpleasant scene that hindered future communication.
Of course, he also knew that some people weren't genuinely expressing their opinions but were using the opportunity to demonstrate their toughness and unapproachability, making the Council more cautious when dealing with their issues in the future.
But Chen Chuan didn't act on it. It's not that he didn't have a temper or lacked the ability; his previous records and performance in Zhong Xin Cheng proved otherwise. He maintained an incredibly calm demeanor throughout, indicating a difference in their mindset.
After Chen Chuan left the tower, he entered his dedicated vehicle and raised his hand, staring at the black mark on his palm for a while. As his second self manifested, the mental restraint he felt weakened, and the spiritual imprint on his palm slightly faded.
When he stopped this action, the feeling returned, and the black mark reappeared.
This proved that even secret rituals could be endured by his second self.
However, his second self was still weaker than his current self, so it couldn't replace him for long periods. But for now, he had no intention of violating these agreements.
His goal was to achieve freedom from physical and mental constraints, and until he reached his ultimate goal, he could endure necessary restraints.
Nevertheless, after returning, enhancing his second self's strength seemed necessary.
He told the driver, "Let's go."
The vehicle started, slowly exiting the parking lot and then leaving the Ju Jiao Tower.
Meanwhile, at the Municipal Parliament, they had been closely monitoring the situation at the tower. When they confirmed that the National Martial Artist Council had signed an agreement with Chen Chuan, they finally heaved a sigh of relief.
As long as they didn't actively target Chen Chuan, the agreement should prevent him from taking direct action against them.
But who would dare provoke a martial artist, especially with full knowledge? This only temporarily eased their immediate worries, but other concerns remained.
Recently, the Ministry of Politics had been pushing for laws that, due to the lack of high-level opposition, the Municipal Parliament had to concede. As a result, laws favoring the government were passed, fundamentally restricting the parliament.
If they violated these laws in the future, the Ministry of Politics could legitimately use force, making it difficult for any external forces to intervene.
Once Chen Chuan and Principal Yao obtain government authorization, they can take direct action against the parliament, and the threat remains.
Therefore, they must expedite the cultivation of active consciousness entities. The Union's active consciousness entity embryo is already on its way, and it should arrive by the end of the year.
This embryo incorporates many cutting-edge biological technologies and has been pre-conditioned. With sufficient resources, it will only take one or two years to reach maturity. Then they'll have two active consciousness entities, and only then can they feel slightly more at ease."
But this isn't enough. Even with equal power, they remain cautious, so they must bring in more external support. To address this, they initiated another round of discussions.
Chief Speaker remained calm and steady, knowing that there was no need to rush. The most crucial task now was Chen Chuan's appointment.
If the higher-ups transfer Chen Chuan soon, they won't have much to worry about. But if he stays, the Fusion Sect should be the most vigilant.
In a dimly lit house somewhere, multiple screens displayed various scenes in the central domain. Some showed Chen Chuan's battle with Long Xiang, while others repeatedly played the moment when machine gun bullets entered Chen Chuan's field, and the white mist that erupted from his body, shown from various angles.
In the corners of the house, security personnel stood, and a middle-aged man with sunglasses sat on a long sofa, watching the screens.
A slender figure in high heels approached, and a woman with purple eye shadow and two implanted eyes on her forehead said, "Boss, the assessment from within the sect suggests that this person had an extremely solid foundation before breaking the limit, which is why he could defeat Long Xiang in a head-on confrontation soon after breaking the limit."
The middle-aged man responded, "You mean Long Xiang wanted to keep this person? What benefit would that bring to the Refinement Sect? I recall that this time, Director Chen primarily targeted the forces of the Gray Shell Firm, which is under their sect, right?"
The slender woman turned around. "Perhaps they want to use this person to cause trouble for us?"
The middle-aged man removed his sunglasses, revealing not eyeballs but a swirling mass of black smoke in his eye sockets.
"Then he's right. We can't ignore this. If he's not from the Pure Sect, we can tolerate it for now. But since he's from the Pure Sect, we can't let him stay there.
We've been operating in Ji Bei Dao for thirty years. It's one of the sect's designated primary execution sites, and we won't allow any additional interference."
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(End of Chapter)
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