Embodying Myriad Traits, I Will Ultimately Become Immortal

They were all his own achievements. The principal truly worried himself sick day after day.

Zong Ping said listlessly:

"Understood, Principal."

Like Meng Chuan, Zong Ping sat down as soon as he entered, ready to pour himself some tea.

Then he noticed that aside from the principal's own teacup, there was another cup someone had used.

"Oh? Someone just came by?"

"Yes, but that isn't important. I called you here to tell you something."

Then the principal repeated what he had just told Meng Chuan.

"It should've been this way long ago, Second Uncle. No problem—when the time comes, I'll come out swinging with heavy punches and beat up the second-years. Just watch."

"I told you to address me by my title!"

"Oh, right. There's someone else in your first-year class who'll be taking the second-year final martial exam with you."

Zong Ping was immediately intrigued:

"A first-year? Aren't they all a bunch of useless rookies?"

"Don't underestimate them. In some respects, that person's talent may be even greater than yours."

Zong Ping became even more curious. He had been born with above-average bones and aptitude. Those with superior bones and aptitude, better than his, could be directly recommended to the high school preparatory classes of elite martial universities like North Union University.

So how could Peaceful High School possibly have someone more talented than him?

"All right, that's all. Go back and train. I don't have any good tea here to entertain you with."

The principal began ushering him out. These two brats were each more troublesome than the last. He felt there was no joy in being principal at all—he simply had no way to display his authority as principal.

"Fine, then I'll be going first, Officer Zong."

That night, Meng Chuan returned from Teacher Luo's home.

"Great. My proficiency went up quite a bit again. Teacher Luo really delivered—three short hours with him gave me as much proficiency as a whole day of training at school."

After returning to his room, Meng Chuan swallowed a piece of Medicated Diet Paste. After digesting it for a while, he felt his body recover considerably. He decided to reward himself with another hour or so of Three Powers Stance before showering and sleeping, bringing a perfect day to an end.

Afraid of disturbing Meng Chuan's martial training, Meng Yongzhi spoke through the door:

"Chuan'er, the Bureau's reward has come through. We'll go over together first thing tomorrow morning."

Meng Chuan was bare-chested, diligently holding his stance. The dry towel that had hung around his neck was already soaked through with sweat and slightly damp.

"Got it, Uncle. Tomorrow morning, help me... Forget it, I'll call the principal myself and ask for half a day off."

"All right. Don't stay up too late. Get some rest early."

Early the next morning, Yong'an City's streets were somewhat damp because a water truck had just passed through.

His uncle drove from the driver's seat while Meng Chuan sat in the passenger seat, pondering his boxing technique.

Meng Yongzhi was the first to break the silence:

"Chuan'er, how has your training with Teacher Luo been lately?"

"Very well. I've gained a great deal. Teacher Luo isn't just strong—his teaching is very professional too."

Meng Yongzhi praised him:

"See? Your uncle never dreamed that Master Luo would take you as a personal disciple. But sometimes, when I see you training so hard that you forget to eat and sleep, then think it over carefully, I feel that you deserve all of this. Heaven rewards diligence, I suppose."

Hearing his uncle's praise, Meng Chuan did not know what to say. He knew that while his effort was certainly crucial, without the panel and One Proof, Eternal Proof, he could never have gained his current opportunities and strength.

"Oh, right. Has Senior Bai contacted you recently?"

"Not yet. Teacher Luo asked on my behalf a couple of days ago. The assessment team hasn't arrived yet, so don't worry, Uncle."

"Haha, I'm not worried. It's just that I already bragged so much. Once there's a result, make sure to tell me right away."

Qindu Branch Bureau.

Meng Chuan and Meng Yongzhi parked at the entrance. The moment they stepped through the gates, someone was there to receive them.

A young policewoman with a dashing bearing strode up, took Meng Chuan's hand, and said warmly:

"You're Little Meng, right? Come on, follow me inside first. The chief is waiting for you."

Meng Yongzhi went to chat with an old classmate from the police academy.

Inside the reception room, Meng Chuan discovered that aside from Quake Ape - Long Jiu, there was also a young man in a white lab coat.

Seeing Meng Chuan arrive, Long Jiu spoke:

"Little Meng, you're here? Let me introduce you. This is Fang Jianxing, Director of the Technology Department at our Yong'an General Bureau. He heard that our little hero was coming today, so he specially rushed over to meet you."

"Hello, Director Fang."

The young man in the lab coat stood and extended his hand. Beneath his square-framed glasses hung a cheerful smile.

"Hello, Little Meng. No need to call me Director—it makes it seem like there's a generation gap between us. I'm only a few years older than you. Just call me Brother Fang."

Only when Fang Jianxing stood did Meng Chuan get a full look at him. He was thin, and the veins on his outstretched right hand bulged conspicuously.

"All right, Brother Fang."

After the two shook hands, Long Jiu motioned for them to sit.

"Sit, sit. Little Meng, Brother Fang here once studied abroad. After returning home, he joined the national Sky Net project's research and development. We're all rough men who only know how to throw our weight around. Brother Fang uses his brain, so learn from him properly."

Meng Chuan smiled and nodded, but inwardly he thought, Sky Net... does it have something to do with Tongjia Alley that night?

Teacher Luo had previously told him that because the Sky Net near Tongjia Alley had malfunctioned, it had failed to detect the coverage of the Heavenly Demon Force Field in time, leading to that tragedy.

Fang Jianxing smiled and waved a hand.

"You flatter me, Chief Long. I only participated in the research for Sky Net; I wasn't in a leading role. Chief Long is giving me too much credit. We can learn from each other."

"Brother Fang, that still makes you amazing. By the way, Chief Long, was it because of this Sky Net that Teacher Luo was able to rush over and save me back then?"

At the mention of the Tongjia Alley incident, Long Jiu's expression dimmed somewhat. After a moment of silence, he said quietly:

"Yes. At the time, our Sky Net system detected abnormal magnetic field fluctuations and determined that a Heavenly Demon had appeared.

"Afterward, we used big data analysis to confirm the victim's identity. Considering Master Luo's speed, we notified him to go save you."

"Your will was strong enough to withstand the Heavenly Demon's first wave of assault and hold on until Master Luo arrived. Not only did you save yourself, you also avenged every father, mother, and neighbor in Tongjia Alley."

Hearing Long Jiu's words, Meng Chuan once again saw that night in his mind.

The pitch-black alley, the suspended corpses, the Heavenly Demon's rampant laughter—anger flooded his heart at once.

"Chief Long, Brother Fang, why hadn't Sky Net detected the Heavenly Demon Force Field in Tongjia Alley before then? So many people had clearly died before that. Could there have been—"

Fang Jianxing adjusted his glasses and spoke first:

"I can answer that. It has been less than three years since Sky Net was successfully developed and put into use. More precisely, Yong'an City's Sky Net system only began large-scale installation at the beginning of last year.

"It's perfectly normal for there to be some minor problems. It's not only Yong'an—Sky Net systems in other cities also have all sorts of issues that need subsequent debugging and repairs."

Fang Jianxing paused, then continued:

"As for what you're suspecting, it's all right. You can say it boldly.

"I think you're wondering whether there might be a mole within our ranks, right?"

Meng Chuan said nothing. Chief Long took over:

"You can rest assured about that, Little Meng. This time, not only in our Qindu District, but across every branch bureau in the entire city, we conducted a major screening of all personnel in the Sky Net department. The results indeed turned up no suspicious individuals.

"And after this mass-death incident in Tongjia Alley caused by Sky Net's malfunction, in order to take history as a mirror and let the warning bell toll forever, our Technology Department, led by Director Fang and funded by the state, is carrying out large-scale inspections and repairs on Sky Net equipment throughout the city."

Fang Jianxing continued:

"The Tongjia Alley incident pains me deeply as well. For this large-scale inspection operation, I have issued a military pledge: we must ensure that Yong'an's Sky Net system operates properly for the next five years, or even ten."

After hearing their explanations, Meng Chuan felt that perhaps he truly had been overthinking it.

"Thank you. I understand. Brother Fang, on behalf of the people of the entire city, thank you."

Meng Chuan stood and bowed.

Fang Jianxing suddenly asked:

"By the way, Little Meng, I have a small question. How did you endure the Heavenly Demon's first possession back then?"

At the time, Meng Chuan had not even crossed the First Blood Qi Threshold. He did not even count as a martial artist. Even with his current strength, he would have had no possibility of breaking free.

"Maybe my willpower helped me. When I saw the horrific scene in Tongjia Alley, the blood rushed to my head in an instant. At that time, I had only one thought in my heart: kill it."

Upon hearing Meng Chuan's words, Fang Jianxing was the first to applaud.

"There are still many undiscovered secrets within the human body worth exploring. People often say that true will can pierce through stubborn stone. I think Little Meng's willpower is somewhat like that."

He then raised his hand to check the time before continuing:

"It's about time. Chief Long, Little Meng, I'll be leaving first. There are still some matters to handle at the General Bureau."