Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups-Chapter 1150 - 560:

The three of them briefly discussed the follow-up arrangements.

It was late at night, the entire tubular building

Fang Cheng pulled out a mat and blanket from the cupboard and laid them on the living room floor, saying:

"The bed is too small to fit us all. President Shen, you sleep on the sofa with your legs elevated, Ah Le can sleep on the floor, let’s just make do for the night."

"This isn’t just making do, to us this place is a safe haven."

Shen Wei said with genuine emotion.

Fang Cheng nodded and didn’t say more as he turned and walked into his bedroom.

Shen Wei leaned against the sofa and watched the young figure disappear behind the door, his gaze full of complexity.

Recalling how the mutants previously addressed him respectfully as "Chairman," curiosity scratched at his heart like a cat’s paw.

But Shen Wei was a smart person and knew what to ask and what not to ask.

"Chairman, let me help you lie down."

Ah Le laboriously moved over and carefully assisted Shen Wei in adjusting his lying posture, then covered him with a blanket, whispering:

"You’ve been frightened these past couple of days, you need to rest well."

"Hmm, let’s sleep."

Shen Wei responded softly and closed his eyes.

Click.

The living room light was switched off.

In the darkness, the old refrigerator’s compressor continued to hum.

Listening to the occasional sound of car tires outside the window, smelling the faint residual scent of iodine in the air.

For some reason, in this cramped and modest little room.

These martial world figures, accustomed to living in luxurious villas, felt an unprecedented sense of peace.

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Inside the bedroom, it was pitch black and quiet.

Fang Cheng didn’t rest immediately but instead walked to the window and gently parted a corner of the curtain.

The night was deep, the city’s silhouette undulating in the darkness.

In the distant direction of the city center, a few red dots vaguely hovered and flashed in the night sky.

Those must be the military’s armed helicopter formations.

Evidently, the commotion from the Silver Wing Building earlier had alarmed higher forces.

Fang Cheng’s gaze flickered slightly, staring at those red dots for several seconds.

Then he calmly closed the curtain, shutting out all external disturbances.

He lay on the bed, hands behind his head, and with a thought.

A light blue translucent screen unfolded on his retina:

[Boxing Experience +30]

[Boxing Level 3 (483/1000)]

[Sanda Experience +15]

[Sanda Level 3 (172/1000)]

[Jujitsu Experience +30]

[Jujitsu Level 2 (449/500)]

[Qigong Experience +20]

[Qigong Level 2 (487/500)]

Seeing the refreshed data, Fang Cheng’s lips curved into a satisfied smile.

Though this battle was comparatively easier than previous ones, the skills experience gained was considerable.

Especially in "Jujitsu" and "Qigong," the progress bars were almost full, just a step away from leveling up.

Reflecting on tonight’s rescue operation, Fang Cheng couldn’t help but feel emotional. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Before setting out, he was extremely cautious, made various plans, and gathered relevant intel.

Even organized the Illuminati’s new members to act together, mentally preparing for a tough battle.

After all, it was the notorious mutant team from Naihe Bridge’s intel, and their leader was a formidable S-Class.

Unexpectedly, the battle process was utterly overwhelming.

The S-Class power user, once feared, turned out to be as fragile as paper before him, not capable of withstanding a single blow.

The Masked Guest also used Telekinesis, with comparatively similar offensive and defensive tactics.

Yet posed less of a threat to Fang Cheng than the previous Noah Organization Minister Luo Lie.

This can’t be entirely blamed on the Masked Guest being too weak.

It’s just that his growth speed recently has been astonishingly fast.

With constant breakthroughs in various skills and complete transformation in physical fitness, his current strength is much more formidable.

Fang Cheng clenched his fist, feeling the surging power within him.

If he returned to the past with his current self, even if Luo Lie revived, stood before him, it would just mean a few extra punches.

Of course, this incident also served as a reminder to Fang Cheng.

In this world, aside from mutants with extraordinary powers, the heavy war machinery controlled by the military still holds a devastating deterrent.

Just like tonight’s armed helicopter, if it weren’t for his swift moves, ordinary strong men would have been blown to smithereens.

But Fang Cheng didn’t fear.

He closed his eyes, consciousness sinking into the golden palace deep in his mind, bathed in radiant sunlight.

Just keep getting stronger.

Strong enough to withstand nuclear bombs, strong enough to disregard all rules.

By then, all threats will cease to be threats.