After clearing out some messages on his phone, Jiang Shu thought it over for a moment, then called Zheng Yanbo and got straight to the point:
"Uncle Zheng, I've reached Clear Force."
Jiang Shu spoke clearly, every word distinct. Though he had now unleashed Clear Force and become a martial artist, he knew that before the true machinery of the state, he was still nothing more than a slightly larger ant.
Never mind weapons and equipment.
Even in terms of martial arts.
The instructors at the academies were all at Hidden Force.
The experts in the inner palace were at least at Transformation Force.
There might even be beings who had surpassed Transformation Force!
So the first thing he had to do after becoming a martial artist was join the authorities!
Jiang Shu's hand held the phone steady. On the other end, the breathing grew more and more rapid.
After a long moment, he finally heard Zheng Yanbo's unconcealed excitement. "R-really?"
"Mm."
Jiang Shu nodded as he answered.
"Thud."
It sounded as if the phone had hit the floor. A flustered voice rang out, and then Zheng Yanbo spoke again. "Jiang Shu... where are you? I'll send someone to pick you up."
In June, the weather in Ji City shifted from cloudy to clear.
The elevated highway.
A Passat traveled at a steady sixty miles per hour from Ji City toward Jiangnan City.
In the back seat, Zheng Yanbo wore a black jacket. He kept glancing at Jiang Shu beside him, as if seeing him for the first time.
A Clear Force martial artist...
He had never imagined it.
The young fellow he'd wanted to meet on a whim back when he was at Jicheng Fifth Middle School.
Had reached Clear Force in just a few short months.
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