New Identity 2 (Thanks to my brother San Zhe for the reward as an Alliance Leader)

The girl was in her third year of middle school and already stood over 1.5 meters tall, reaching Wang Yiyang's neck.

With that hug, Li Ran's young, slender frame pressed instantly against Wang Yiyang.

Although she was only in middle school, her time spent dancing meant that the parts of her body that should have developed were already flourishing.

This intimate embrace made Wang Yiyang feel somewhat uncomfortable.

In particular, the elasticity of her skin, honed by long hours of dancing, made his body feel slightly warm.

Fortunately, Li Ran did not hold on for long before quickly pulling away.

She said nothing more; just then, the elevator doors opened. She turned and hurried out, opening her door and slipping inside within a few steps, slamming the security door shut with a bang.

Wang Yiyang was speechless; he had originally intended to offer a few words of comfort.

This little one... He helplessly pressed the door-close button and then the button for the fourth floor.

The elevator ascended slowly.

Before long, the doors opened. Wang Yiyang walked to his door and reached into his pocket for his keys.

Suddenly, he froze. Besides his own keys, there was an extra black key in his pocket.

He took it out to look. A small, crooked piece of paper was stuck to the key ring, with "301" written on it.

"..." Wang Yiyang was speechless.

He finally understood why Li Ran had suddenly hugged him just now.

It turned out she had snuck her home key into his pocket.

What is this supposed to mean? She trusts me this much? He chuckled, clutching the key, sighed, and tucked it back into his pocket.

Taking out his own keys, Wang Yiyang opened the door and stepped inside, closing it behind him.

Over the past few days, he had basically arranged everything.

The martial arts gym was being watched by several captains, and the people from Mantis were all on the wanted list.

Jian had also hired three mercenary teams, ready to move at any time.

With everything prepared, Wang Yiyang actually found himself with nothing to do.

After learning about the situation of Limit Martial Artists, he thought about conducting a detailed and comprehensive data model analysis on them.

However, such an analysis required the active cooperation of the Limit Martial Artists themselves.

After pondering for a moment, Wang Yiyang dialed Jian's number directly. He invited the three Limit Martial Artists from the mercenary teams to undergo a comprehensive physical fitness data test.

The payment would be calculated at 500,000 Federation Credits per session.

Jian arranged it quickly; the laboratory for the testing only needed to be a temporary rental of the equipment at the sports research institute near Yingxing City. Testing could begin in a few days.

Having arranged this, Wang Yiyang checked the group's internal intelligence network again and found the largest public branch of the Martial Alliance in Yingxing City and its surrounding areas—the Yahe Lian Self-Defense Training Center.

Although he had previously learned about the Yanhu Sect's channels from his bodyguards, he still wanted to compare the two sides.

He did not make contact himself, but instead sent a visit request to the other party in the name of Mister Group.

As a multinational pharmaceutical giant, the Mister Group name was quite useful.

Less than ten minutes after Wang Yiyang sent the request, a reply came back.

'It is an honor to receive the recognition of Mister Pharmaceuticals. Please provide the contact person and contact information for your group. Please discuss details such as the specific time, location, and method of the visit. The Yahe Lian Self-Defense Training Center welcomes your arrival.'

The reply was a short, concise message, followed by a string of contact numbers, departments, and specific contact persons.

Wang Yiyang temporarily designated an assistant manager; there were simply too many such talents in the personnel options anyway. Each one could easily handle the task.

The assistant he chose was named Lei Wei, a native of the Federation. Her resume alone could fill an entire introductory page.

Furthermore, she had delicate features and a hot figure, fully capable of satisfying any needs a typical man might have.

However, Wang Yiyang was naturally not such a shallow person; he valued her ability above all else.

Lei Wei would be accompanied by two other assistants, all three of whom were being transferred from a nearby group branch to serve Wang Yiyang specifically.

Of course, all three were female, young, and beautiful.

After looking at their photos and carefully comparing their resumes, Wang Yiyang reaffirmed to himself that he had not chosen them for their looks.

He did it for their ability.

After resting for a while, even though Lei Wei had not yet arrived, Wang Yiyang threw the task of negotiating with the Yahe Lian Self-Defense Training Center to her.

With an assistant to handle the chores, Wang Yiyang went downstairs to grab a quick bowl of rice noodles, then rushed to the previously selected sales center to handle the follow-up home purchase procedures.

Buying a house was something that had to be done in person to be comfortable.

After all, since he would be living in the house for a long time, he was the only one who truly knew how it should be decorated.

Lei Wei and the others would not arrive until at least the evening after receiving the notification.

After completing the purchase procedures, Wang Yiyang dumped the pile of miscellaneous tasks onto the sales center staff, which was just a matter of paying an extra service fee.

With nothing to do, he returned to his rental at the Green Tree Residential Complex and actually watched a few episodes of a TV series.

After finishing the TV show, it was already past eight in the evening.

If calculated by the week, Wang Yiyang would be able to perform a new random identity synthesis tomorrow.

The hidden identity granted the first time had given him the immediate confidence to face the Mantis organization.

So, what about the second time?

Wang Yiyang felt both anticipation and trepidation in his heart.

After eating the fried rice delivered for dinner, he took a shower and lay in bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

Once a person lies in bed and can't sleep, all sorts of things start to happen.

One moment his mouth is dry and he wants water, the next he tosses and turns to change his sleeping position, and then he has to go to the bathroom because he drank too much water.

Or perhaps he picks up his phone to play a game for a while, or browses novels and movies.

Wang Yiyang tried various methods to kill time, and finally, the time on his phone slowly crossed midnight.

He lay flat on his bed, watching the light and shadows of vehicles passing on the road outside the window streak by.

As he stared at these lights, the lines of data in the lower right corner of his vision, which had been stagnant for a long time, finally showed new activity.

Characters resembling data began to emerge rapidly, only to vanish again.

Soon, after a flurry of incomprehensible technical jargon flickered and disappeared, a line of characters that Wang Yiyang could understand appeared.

'Initialization complete, Bronze Rank identity generation starting...'

Two seconds later.

'Weekly identity generation complete, loading now...'

Swish.

All the characters in the lower right corner vanished instantly.

His vision was clear, but Wang Yiyang took a deep breath, knowing that what he had been waiting for was about to arrive.

Perhaps it would take a minute, perhaps two.

Slowly, a low, synthesized mechanical voice began to ring in his ears.

'On the surface, you may only be an ordinary office worker, but your true identity is not merely the behind-the-scenes director of Mister Pharmaceutical. You also harbor a second, unknown identity—the doctor Twist.'

'Your medical skills are mediocre, yet you once successfully obtained standard medical qualifications at the Alvin Astronomical Medical Organization; this is the achievement you are most proud of in your life. Because of this, you have attained treatment and status that do not match your actual abilities.'

'You have been trembling with fear, doing your utmost to treat every surgery and every patient. But the drag of your limited ability finally caused you trouble one day. During a high-difficulty surgery to repair necrotic central cranial nerves, a small mistake on your part led to the large-scale dissolution of the patient's cranial nerves. Although you covered up the final surgical result in your panic, the despair and pain in the eyes of that deceased patient have echoed in your mind to this day.'

'Identity Task: Return to the operating table once more and complete a surgical procedure of any difficulty.'

'Task Completion Reward: Obtain one random ability, talent, or attribute from this identity.'

'Warning: Once an identity is generated, it will be permanently effective.'

'Warning: The greater the convenience an identity brings, the greater the corresponding risks.'

'Warning: 1. You have twenty-three days to prepare for the immense danger that is about to follow. 2. You have five days to prepare for the serious trouble that Twist is facing.'

Looking at this new identity, Wang Yiyang was stunned, followed by a wave of deep disappointment.

The first hidden identity had brought him unimaginable convenience.

Although an equivalent threat would follow, it had given him high expectations for the hidden identities provided by the system.

But what was going on this time?

A doctor? And a mediocre one at that?

And what the hell was this Alvin Astronomical Medical Organization?

He had never heard of such an organization.

And that surgery to repair necrotic central cranial nerves...

Not to mention that necrotic cranial nerves could even be repaired, the fact that a doctor capable of performing such a high-level surgery was still evaluated as mediocre was baffling!

Wang Yiyang clearly sensed a critical issue with this system.

Unfortunately, before he could ponder it carefully, a violent wave of dizziness instantly flooded his brain.

A massive amount of data, memories, and identity information regarding the doctor Twist all surged into his mind at once.

Ugh...

Wang Yiyang clutched his forehead, sitting on the bed with his brow nearly touching his knees.

This time was not as gentle as the last; the transmission of data was accompanied by a massive influx of medical knowledge and techniques from Dr. Twist.

Knowing these things and actually performing them were two entirely different matters.

Wang Yiyang held his head and took a long moment to recover, only slowly regaining his composure.

As soon as he felt better, he immediately got out of bed, poured a glass of warm water—neither cold nor scalding—and downed it in one gulp.

The soothing warmth slid quickly down his throat, and soon his entire stomach felt heated.

With his energy slightly restored and his breath steadied, Wang Yiyang began to scrutinize his newly acquired identity, forming a hypothesis about the system's randomization patterns.

A random identity once a week, and I am currently only Bronze Rank.

Yet, both being Bronze Rank, a director of Mister Group and a skilled surgeon are clearly not equivalent on the surface.

The gap is arguably massive. So why would the system categorize them at the same level?

Bronze Rank... perhaps this level isn't based solely on the power or influence of the identity. Wang Yiyang speculated.

He stared at the data in the bottom right corner of his vision, his mind continuously connecting the various pieces of information brought by this new identity, Dr. Twist.