Fame and Fortune, Both Gained?

"Darts in a real-world scenario?"

"It actually counts as a sparring match; the proficiency gain is massive!" Chen Jue was slightly stunned as he looked at the new notification.

He felt as though he had discovered another method to boost his [Darts] proficiency.

Compared to simple stationary targets, the challenge of moving targets was clearly higher, and the greater the difficulty, the faster the proficiency grew.

He had thrown the dart at the dog on a whim, fearing that the Pit Bull would go mad and continue to bite others.

As for why he hadn't acted while it was biting the boy, Chen Jue had been worried that his skills weren't up to par; if he failed to take down the Pit Bull, he might have accidentally injured the little boy instead.

Although the darts he bought weren't sharpened, the penetration at the tip was extremely strong.

When he was browsing online, he saw a demonstration by an expert hired by the seller, showing that even without a sharpened edge, it could easily pierce tree bark and sink deep into the wood.

With such penetration, a single strike was enough to pierce the throat of a large, thick-skinned, ferocious dog like a Pit Bull.

If he had missed and hit the little boy instead, it would likely be Chen Jue himself sitting in a holding cell right now!

While he was lost in thought, a pleasant, melodious female voice sounded from behind him: "Hello!"

Turning around, he saw that the beautiful female teacher who practiced the rope dart had just finished her statement and walked out.

"Let's get to know each other; my name is Wu Fang."

"I saw your darts in the park earlier—they were amazing! Are you a sports school student? Or is it a family martial art?" Wu Fang's eyes scanned Chen Jue with curiosity.

Chen Jue was slightly taken aback. He had originally planned to use a roundabout strategy involving his "family martial arts" and spend more time getting close to her, but he hadn't expected that after showing off a little, she would take the initiative to strike up a conversation.

"I'm self-taught in darts; my technique is just average! There are many people better than me," Chen Jue said, scratching his head with a shy smile.

Looking at her heroic features and her toned physique, this repressed, lecherous heart of his couldn't help but stir.

"Self-taught technique and you can still seal a throat with one dart?" Wu Fang was startled upon hearing this.

She was a practitioner of the dart herself—the rope dart—and through analogy, she understood the difficulty of standard darts to some extent.

Being able to do what Chen Jue did—piercing the throat of a crazed dog within five meters—required not just dart technique, but also a steady mindset, immense courage, and incredibly sharp eyesight.

If even one of those prerequisites were missing, it would be difficult to hit a dog's throat.

Not to mention killing it with a single strike!

"I graduated from a sports school and know several college classmates who practice darts. Even if they were in your shoes, they probably couldn't have achieved that one-shot throat seal like you did," Wu Fang said with a sigh of admiration.

She asked for Chen Jue's name and then took out her phone, intending to add him on WeChat.

Clearly, this beautiful girl who practiced traditional martial arts had developed an interest in Chen Jue.

However, just as they were chatting, a commotion broke out inside the police station behind them.

"They must have started fighting!"

"Grandpa Liu is really something; he's at such an advanced age and still getting into physical altercations," Wu Fang explained with a helpless expression.

It turned out she knew the old man from the park; they were both from a nearby residential complex.

While giving her statement inside, she had seen the family members of the old man who had fallen to the ground rush into the police station to demand justice.

The elderly man in their family had been pushed down and sent to the hospital with several broken bones; it was only natural for the family to be furious and cause a scene.

Moreover, they were all locals of Hang City, and almost every household there were families whose homes had been demolished for development, meaning they had a net worth of at least several tens of millions. With backgrounds and resources, they were people who didn't lack money.

Coming here to cause trouble for the dog owner's family was purely to vent their anger.

As for the little boy's family, they were likely still at the hospital keeping watch.

Once both sides met later to discuss compensation, they would likely end up in a brawl just like this one.

"What a mess!"

"If you want to keep a dog, why not go to the countryside? Isn't it better to raise them in a rural area?" Chen Jue shrugged.

In a big city, everything is reinforced concrete, and every household lives in dense apartment buildings.

The indoor area certainly can't compare to the countryside. If you keep a dog inside, and it's not well-ventilated or the hygiene isn't kept up, the smell alone would be enough to knock out a visitor.

As a young man from the countryside, Chen Jue couldn't understand the thought process of those who kept dogs in the city.

After chatting with Wu Fang and exchanging WeChat contacts, they had made their initial acquaintance.

Although they had common topics, Chen Jue's current image was truly lacking.

Until he improved his appearance, it would likely be difficult to attract this female teacher, whom the old men in the park all agreed had very high standards.

Watching her hail a taxi and leave, Chen Jue checked the time on his phone.

Seeing that it was almost dinner time, Chen Jue went to a nearby commercial street and enjoyed a hearty meal at a Chinese restaurant.

He returned to the talent apartment intending to go to bed early, as he had expended quite a bit of energy throughout the afternoon, but his phone rang.

It was an unfamiliar number. When he answered, it turned out to be the father of the little boy who had been bitten.

The man had obtained Chen Jue's number from the police and was calling specifically to express his gratitude.

Furthermore, the other party said that once the child's condition improved and he was out of the intensive care unit, they wanted to thank him in person. They hoped Chen Jue could leave them an address so their family could visit to express their gratitude.

Upon hearing this, Chen Jue politely declined.

His dart throw was merely the finishing touch; the truly critical role had been played by the few strikes Wu Fang landed on the dog with her Rope Dart earlier.

Therefore, after exchanging some polite refusals with the boy's father over the phone, Chen Jue hung up.

However, seeing that the man had used the number to add him on WeChat, Chen Jue thought about it and found he couldn't refuse, so he clicked accept.

The boy's father was likely still keeping watch at the hospital, busy with everything, so he just sent a (fist-and-palm salute) emoji and a message of thanks before going silent.

A sensible father; I hope the little boy recovers soon! Chen Jue prayed silently in his heart.

He was just about to go online to buy a new set of Darts to practice with.

Unexpectedly, his phone rang again!

Chen Jue was a bit puzzled. He had used this phone number for over ten years, and ever since he graduated from college, it had been as quiet as a damp firecracker.

On normal days, aside from couriers, food delivery, and various promotional advertisements, almost no one ever called.

Because the acquaintances he knew mostly messaged him on WeChat, they rarely called.

The number looked somewhat familiar, so he picked up, only to find it wasn't the boy's father, but Zhu Hongbin, whom he had met twice at Jingtanghui!

The man had somehow caught wind of the news, saying that a member at the club had done something big that afternoon—killing a fierce dog with a single dart to save a little boy.

Reporters from 1818 Golden Eye had even reached out to the club, sending an interview request, saying they wanted to interview this member to feature it as a trending news story, while also taking the opportunity to boost the reputation of the dart club.

With the sports games currently in full swing, as the owner of the club, Zhu Hongbin naturally attached great importance to such a positive news opportunity.

As it turned out, after asking around, the member who had pulled off this feat was none other than Chen Jue, the talented athlete he had just recruited.

What a coincidence, right?

"Brother Chen Jue, you're going to be famous now!"

"But don't worry, our club is a legitimate organization, after all. We will certainly keep your private information confidential as required."

"I'll get in touch with Station Master Wang at the TV station, have 1818 Golden Eye write a flattering press release, and find some self-media outlets to promote you. I guarantee you'll gain both fame and fortune!"

Only one chapter tonight; I'm not feeling great, probably because I pushed too hard over the past few days.

Pianfeng will spend more time with family this weekend to rest and recharge.