As Xu Chan walked forward, he suddenly felt an inexplicable pressure, as if his body had grown much heavier. The closer he got to the figure ahead, the stronger that feeling became.
Yet the other party clearly wasn't transmitting any field information or mental power. Simply standing there gave him that sensation.
He thought to himself that Director Chen must have made major gains in his training again. Reaching the seawall, he took a small breath and said, "Director, you're back?"
Chen Chuan withdrew his gaze from the Origin Company building in the distance and nodded. "I just got back a little while ago." He looked at Xu Chan and said with a smile, "I received the news, Old Xu. Congratulations."
"Thank you, Director," Xu Chan said.
He was deeply moved. This time, his breakthrough to the Fighter level had not only relied on his own sufficient accumulation; most importantly, it had been supported by Chen Chuan. That had greatly improved his chances of success. Of course, Mister Zhuan's assistance and guidance had also played a part.
In truth, even having just one of those conditions would have helped him tremendously. Now that all of them had come together, his breakthrough had gone very smoothly.
He was sincerely grateful for Chen Chuan and Mister Zhuan's help. If it had been up to him alone, he would only have chosen to be an Executive Captain, a Third Limit Fighter, perhaps for the rest of his life.
Though he sometimes wondered whether he could climb a little higher and not waste all he had accumulated, he had seen too much and knew too much. He knew that moving upward required making certain choices, choices he had never been willing to make. Yet just when he believed he had already given up and