Journey to Global Headquarters

"Greetings, Inspector Liu!"

Limit Main Hall, thirty-first floor.

Chairman Zhou Zhengyong and his three department heads, along with headquarters envoy Yang Hui, had come specifically to pay their respects to Inspector Liu.

"Mm, that's enough, Yang Hui."

"You know perfectly well that I don't care about all those formalities."

Inspector Liu waved a hand. He was a pure martial artist. He had even delegated part of his authority as an Inspector to Chairman Zhou Zhengyong.

All so he could free up time for cultivation, hoping to improve his strength further and perhaps even break through that natural barrier to become a Councilor-level expert.

After paying respects to the Inspector, envoy Yang Hui did not forget his primary task. He began testing Yang Wu according to procedure.

The group came before the fist strength testing machine in the corner. Yang Hui stepped forward to calibrate the device, then connected it to his laptop.

"Begin!"

"Mm!"

Yang Wu nodded. Standing beside the fist strength testing machine, he first adjusted his breathing before throwing a punch at the target.

Bang!

The punching target swayed, and a string of data swiftly appeared on the testing machine's display.

"193,542 kg."

This first test involved no exertion technique, merely a simple burst of brute force.

Without hesitation, Yang Wu threw another punch. This one, however, was delivered with his fourfold exertion technique layered on top, exploding forth with full force.

Boom!

A thunderous blast erupted from the enormous punching target, causing the entire testing machine to tremble slightly as the target shook violently.

"774,168 kg."

The two astonishing figures on the screen continuously assaulted everyone's eyes and shook their hearts.

"If you ask me, some people at headquarters are just too idle. They claim they're following the rules, but isn't this plainly showing that they don't trust people?"

After a long while, Inspector Liu's somewhat impatient complaint rang out, jolting everyone from their shock.

Yet his heart was churning with stormy waves.

Though he complained like that, if he had not seen it with his own eyes, even he would have found it difficult to believe that someone could improve so quickly.

In less than a month, Yang Wu had cultivated World Destruction to the third level. Even Patrol Inspectors or Councilor-level experts could not achieve such a thing.

Seven hundred seventy thousand kilograms—this was completely the strength of a peak High War God. If Yang Wu's physical fitness reached the High War God Level in the future, his strength would soar again, and he would undoubtedly become an Invincible War God.

"Hehe..."

Yang Hui, who was recording the data, could only laugh awkwardly. He did not dare continue that topic.

At the very back of the group, after Zhuge Tao's shock faded, an indescribable joy surged into his heart. He could not help feeling fortunate that he had invested early.

Otherwise, once the order from above came down, he would have lost all chances to interact with Yang Wu, just like the chairman and the other two department heads.

"You can handle the rest yourselves," Inspector Liu said, shaking his head.

At that moment, he desperately missed those Lord Level monsters in City 003 that had selflessly helped him hone his spear techniques.

"Whew..."

After Inspector Liu left, everyone present except Yang Wu, who felt nothing in particular, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, not only was Inspector Liu far stronger than them, he was also their direct superior.

Once the testing was over, envoy Yang Hui followed the Limit Martial Hall's internal procedures and signed a training contract with Yang Wu in quadruplicate.

"This contract is merely a routine procedure and has no actual effect. The one that truly belongs to you will need to be signed with you by the Inspector General."

Yang Hui accepted the contract Yang Wu handed back, then took out his personal seal and stamped it.

"Uh, your situation is rather special..."

"After arriving at the Global Headquarters, you will temporarily be assigned to the Elite Training Camp and use the equipment in the Ancient Civilization Ruins to cultivate for a time."

"It's already getting late today. We'll depart at noon tomorrow!"

After all the procedures had been completed, Yang Wu was preparing to leave when Yang Hui stopped him.

"Yang Wu, don't rush off yet. How about we go have a few drinks together later?"

"Uh, sure!"

Yang Wu did not refuse. The more friends one had, the more paths opened up. He was not yet invincible enough to ignore all social interaction.

That night, in a lavishly decorated hall on a bustling street in the main urban district.

"So this is the great place you were talking about."

Yang Wu was instantly speechless. This was the great place Yang Hui had enthusiastically recommended? Did he think Yang Wu had not been here enough times to recognize it?

This was clearly a bar!

Dazzling, hazy lights; colorful smoke and liquor; thrilling, pounding music; wild, entranced dance steps; seductive bartenders...

"Tell me, what's bad about this place?" Yang Hui filled himself a glass of liquor and shouted.

"Exactly! Isn't this great?"

"We people who live with our lives on the edge of a blade shouldn't overthink things when it's time to enjoy ourselves and cut loose!"

Beside him, Chairman Zhou Zhengyong had already started swaying to the rhythm of the music.

Clearly, the two of them were regulars.

"Mm, looking at it this way, it really is a great place..."

Yang Wu sat leisurely at the bar, watching the Yao Rao dancers twist their seductive figures freely amid the flashing lights and hazy music.

Of course, play was play, and fun was fun.

As War God Level martial artists, the three naturally possessed powerful self-control. They had only come here to let down their guard and strengthen their relationship.

Sure enough, after this round, the initial unfamiliarity between the three had largely disappeared.

Actually, there was an even better place, but Yang Hui felt that since they had only just met, it would not be appropriate to go too far.

Noon the next day.

Jiangnan Base City Airport.

Airport—it was both a familiar and unfamiliar term, especially after the Great Nirvana. For ordinary people, passenger aircraft had become a luxury.

Even some of the wealthiest people could not bear to spend the money on a passenger flight ticket.

As for ordinary people in their twenties or thirties today, they might not have even seen a flying fighter jet, much less ridden one themselves.

After the Great Nirvana, the skies had been occupied by mutated bird monsters. Humanity's previous aircraft simply could not withstand their attacks.

The materials capable of enduring monster attacks were extraordinarily precious, and the manufacturing costs were too high, resulting in the scarcity of passenger aircraft.

In all of Jiangnan Base City, there was only this one airport.

Under the watchful eyes of Chairman Zhou Zhengyong, Zhuge Tao, and the other two department heads, Yang Wu and Yang Hui passed through security and boarded a dark-blue passenger aircraft via the boarding passage.

Rumble...

As a deep roar sounded, the passenger aircraft finally took off, flying toward Hongning Base City.