The Inspector's Request

"Oh? You recognize me?" Wei Wen asked curiously, his words effectively confirming his identity.

Chen Yuan felt a wave of relief wash over him. Wei Wen was a legendary figure—Luo Feng's best friend, a man who had essentially coasted his way to immortality.

Having read the original work thoroughly, he understood Wei Wen's personality well enough to know that he wouldn't take offense at being approached.

He smiled and said, "I just happened to hear that Lord Luo Feng had a close friend named Wei Wen. Since the Inspector's surname is Wei and you mentioned a friend named A-Feng in our conversation, I took a guess."

"I see..." Wei Wen scratched his head, unbothered by how Chen Yuan had heard of him. A smile appeared on his face. "As it happens, I heard about you from Chairman Zhou yesterday. Knowing that our Jiangnan Base City had produced another genius, I thought I'd come by to take a look."

"Perform well in your tests later. If your strength meets the standard, I will personally apply for a spot in the Elite Training Camp for you at the Global Headquarters." Wei Wen looked at Chen Yuan with piercing eyes, making the promise right there in front of everyone.

Chen Yuan sensed that Wei Wen might have an ulterior motive, vaguely suspecting it had something to do with his performance. Regardless, given that it concerned a spot in the Elite Training Camp, Chen Yuan could not afford to be negligent.

More importantly, Chen Yuan chose to trust the descriptions from the original work, betting that Wei Wen wouldn't harm him. After all, someone who could become Luo Feng's best friend couldn't have a bad character.

With that, the group entered the dojo and arrived at the testing area.

Because of Wei Wen's presence, Chen Yuan decided to reveal more of his strength, raising his Force Exertion Level to 3 and applying it to his speed test.

Chen Yuan prepared to test his speed and strength twice each.

First strength test:

17,910 KG!

Without pausing, Chen Yuan utilized his force-exertion technique and threw another punch.

53,730 KG!

When this result appeared, everyone gasped. Wang Tai was in disbelief: "Three times! You were still hiding your strength yesterday!"

Wei Wen nodded slightly upon seeing this result.

Shortly after, the speed test result came out: 163 meters per second.

Chen Yuan signaled that he wanted to test again, a move that sparked speculation among the onlookers.

"Could this little guy have already mastered force exertion for speed?" Chairman Zhou Zhengyong chuckled softly. "What good comprehension."

Chen Yuan's second test confirmed their suspicions.

Under the three-fold force exertion, Chen Yuan triggered a sonic boom the moment he started. The testing system displayed a speed of 366 meters per second—he had broken the sound barrier!

"366 meters per second. This means the kid has perfectly applied his 3-fold force exertion technique to his footwork." Zhuge Tao, standing to the side, did the math and spoke in astonishment.

Everyone knew that while, in theory, force-exertion techniques could be perfectly applied to footwork, it was incredibly difficult and required massive amounts of practice and exploration.

There were even some War Gods who hadn't achieved perfect speed-based force exertion, yet Chen Yuan, an Intermediate War General, had done it.

"Not bad, not bad." A look of appreciation appeared in Wei Wen's eyes, though he immediately thought of something, and his brow furrowed slightly.

Soon, Chen Yuan performed the final Neural Reaction Test, and the results were out quickly: full marks for Intermediate War General, and excellent for Advanced War General.

Once the testing was complete, everyone from the Limit Dojo was beaming. Clearly, Chen Yuan's strength was sufficient to enter the Elite Training Camp, which was a major contribution for the Jiangnan Branch Dojo.

Only Chen Yuan keenly noticed that although Wei Wen was smiling, he didn't seem satisfied.

So, Chen Yuan waved his hand: "Inspector, I have one more ability I haven't tested. Let me test my speed one more time."

"Oh?" Wei Wen grew curious upon hearing this. "What other ability haven't you tested?"

"You'll see in a moment." Chen Yuan smiled.

The group quieted down, waiting for Chen Yuan's third test.

Chen Yuan stepped onto the track, exerted force through his feet, and his body surged forward like a swift wind.

This time, Chen Yuan utilized his Wind Artistic Conception, and his speed soared by another 50%. The results were out in an instant.

550 meters per second!

Seeing this result, the crowd fell into a stunned silence.

"Con, Conception?" Someone realized what they were seeing, their tone filled with shock. "And his level of comprehension is so deep; this is far beyond just grasping a mere trace of it."

Many who comprehended an Artistic Conception only reached a shallow level, applying it either to their footwork or their attack techniques, but rarely both.

For instance, someone practicing blade techniques might grasp a trace of Lightning Artistic Conception, greatly increasing the power of their blade work to the "Conception Level," yet their footwork might still only be at the Micro Level or Perfect Level.

Chen Yuan was different. His comprehension of the Wind Artistic Conception was so profound that both his swordsmanship and his footwork had reached the Conception Level.

The result was that Chen Yuan's footwork, bolstered by the Artistic Conception, was stronger than that of an average practitioner at the Conception Level.

Clap, clap, clap.

Wei Wen applauded, his face full of smiles, clearly very satisfied with Chen Yuan's performance: "To possess such a profound Artistic Conception—you are truly a genius."

"I will personally report this to the Global Headquarters and let them know that our Jiangnan Base City has produced another genius," Wei Wen said to Chen Yuan with a smile. "I believe there will be a reply soon. With your performance, getting into the Elite Training Camp will be more than enough."

Facing Wei Wen's praise, Chen Yuan returned the smile: "Thank you for the recommendation, Inspector."

He was genuinely grateful. After all, if the Jiangnan Branch Dojo reported it themselves, the headquarters would compare him to geniuses recommended from other regions. While Chen Yuan was confident he would stand out, there could still be complications—such as spots being filled or the headquarters suddenly demanding he pass an additional trial.

This was exactly what happened to Luo Feng in the original story; his talent was sufficient to enter the Elite Training Camp, but because there were no spots left, he was forced to pass the B-Grade Trial to gain entry.

But having an Inspector's recommendation was different, especially since Wei Wen was the Inspector of Jiangnan Base City. This was Luo Feng's hometown, and one couldn't be assigned here without significant connections and backing.

Of course, Chen Yuan knew that Wei Wen's backing was Luo Feng, which made him feel even more at ease.

"Let's call it a day then." At this moment, Wei Wen said, "Chen Yuan, come with me to Yangzhou City to rest today. You can stay at my place; that way, if headquarters replies, I can notify you immediately."

Chen Yuan hadn't expected Wei Wen to invite him so suddenly, and he became even more certain that the other man must want something, though he didn't yet know what that request might be.

After all, this was Wei Wen; with his status, could there really be any predicament that required the help of an Intermediate War General like himself?

But it shouldn't be anything dangerous, otherwise, he wouldn't have brought it up so openly in front of everyone.

So, after a brief moment of hesitation, Chen Yuan nodded: "Alright."

Seeing Chen Yuan agree, Wei Wen felt a slight sense of relief and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Thus, Chen Yuan followed Wei Wen as they left the martial arts gym. Following a wave of Wei Wen's hand, the Smart Fighter Jet hovering in the sky slowly descended before them. Wei Wen stepped into the aircraft first, with Chen Yuan following closely behind.

The fighter jet took off slowly, rising to a high altitude before beginning its flight toward Yangzhou City.

Chen Yuan followed Wei Wen into the interior of the cabin, where a lounge was furnished with several sofas and a table.

"Sit." Wei Wen gestured toward the sofa, signaling for Chen Yuan to take a seat.

The two then sat facing each other on the sofas. Chen Yuan looked at Wei Wen, thinking he would finally learn the purpose behind being sought out.

However, several minutes passed, and Wei Wen remained completely silent.

Chen Yuan waited for a long time, only to find that Wei Wen still wore an expression of wanting to speak but hesitating, so he couldn't help but ask: "Is there something the Inspector needs from me?"

"Ah." Wei Wen was actually startled, exclaiming in surprise: "How did you know?"

It was written all over his face. Chen Yuan was speechless; Wei Wen had been an Inspector for so many years, holding a position of great power, yet he remained exactly the same as before.

Perhaps this was a form of pure-heartedness, Chen Yuan sighed to himself; those who could become close friends with Luo Feng were certainly no ordinary people.

Wei Wen quickly composed himself, realizing this was a good opportunity to lay his cards on the table. He looked at Chen Yuan and said seriously: "It's like this: the reason I sought you out this time is mainly because I have a personal matter I need help with."

Chen Yuan had anticipated this and nodded: "Please, go ahead."

Wei Wen said: "With my recommendation, your entry into the Training Camp is already a certainty."

"And as it happens, I need someone I can trust enough to enter the Training Camp on my behalf..."

Wei Wen took a deep breath: "To help me look after a child."