Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1059 - 524: Descent on the Broadcast Tower (Part 2)

Perhaps it was because the wind at a thousand meters above was strong enough, allowing him to move with greater ease.

Or perhaps it was this life-and-death extreme thrill that vaguely broke open a seal deep within his genes.

He was like a raptor soaring high, carving a breathtaking arc across the city sky.

The wind was no longer resistance, but became wings carrying him aloft.

This exhilarating mastery over nature made every cell in his body leap with joy.

As if this was the ultimate direction of life evolution—to break free from the constraints of the earth and embrace the boundless sky.

However, the laws of physics are ultimately cruel.

Although the gliding posture slowed down some of the descent momentum, the acceleration brought by gravity was still astonishingly fast.

The scene of the city below was rapidly enlarging.

Buildings that once seemed like toy models now revealed the edges of their steel and concrete structures.

The streams of cars on the road, once like glowing fireflies, gradually stretched into clear intersecting bands of light.

Eight hundred meters... seven hundred meters... six hundred meters...

The approaching ground engulfed by fierce wind came rushing up, with a suffocating pressure nearly crushing one’s nerves.

"Not enough yet..."

Fang Cheng suddenly widened his eyes, his gaze flashing like lightning.

In a breath, the True Qi within his body surged, and his internal organs, muscles, and skin began to slightly tremble, a muffled Thunder Sound vaguely roaring.

"Rumbling——"

The next moment, all the tightly closed pores on his body suddenly opened, and visible white steam gushed out.

This high-temperature steam formed a powerful thrust behind him, as if equipping his body with countless miniature boosters.

Although the thrust generated by each pore was negligible, when tens of thousands of pores erupted simultaneously, combined with the high-temperature expansion effect of the golden flame, the resulting force was astonishingly powerful.

Whoosh——

Fang Cheng’s falling figure suddenly paused, and his gliding speed increased sharply.

From a distance, he looked like a humanoid fighter jet trailing white flames, making final adjustments to his landing posture.

At this moment, the height above the ground had decreased to over five hundred meters.

Fang Cheng’s eyes were sharp, searching for the best landing spot among the rapidly passing city buildings below.

Suddenly, a towering steel tower came into view.

East Capital Radio and Television Tower.

This giant building, standing over three hundred meters tall, was composed of numerous thick, high-strength alloy steel pipes intertwined, forming an industrially aesthetic hollow triangular structure.

"It’s you!"

Fang Cheng exerted force on his waist, changing his flight direction while adjusting the jet angle of the pores around his body.

The whole person made a sharp turn in mid-air that would drive aerodynamics experts crazy, diving towards the iron tower.

Five hundred meters... four hundred fifty meters... four hundred meters...

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh——

The wind roared wildly past his ears, and the speed of his descent increased rapidly.

The red aviation obstruction lights flashed continuously in his vision, the cold steel framework seemed within reach.

Three hundred fifty meters... three hundred forty meters... three hundred thirty meters...

Closer! Even closer!

Fang Cheng’s eyes narrowed, his right arm shot forward like an arrow, fingers spread open, already locked onto the load-bearing beam of the tower.

However.

Just as he was about to contact the tower, a sudden crosswind blew his trajectory off course.

Position off!

The main structure of the tower that should have been within grasp was now half a meter away from his fingertips.

In such high-speed motion, a half-meter deviation was the distance between life and death.

At this critical juncture.

Fang Cheng’s eyes remained completely calm, with absolute composure.

His right hand’s five fingers suddenly spread open, and the True Qi within him transformed instantly not into a violent surge but into a dense, flexible Power.

Silk Wrapping Strength!

Five strands of intensely condensed True Qi shot out like five transparent spider threads from his fingertips.

Instantly bridging the final half-meter, they wound tightly around an I-beam on the outside of the television tower.

"Retrieve!"

The veins popped across Fang Cheng’s arm as he pulled back fiercely.

"Screech——"

The alloy steel beam, capable of withstanding a typhoon of several categories, emitted a teeth-grinding twist sound with his pull.

Using this pulling force, Fang Cheng’s previously deviated figure was immediately dragged back.

"Bang!"

With a dull reverberating crash.

His feet landed heavily on a maintenance platform at the top of the television tower.

But the inertia of the fall was still too great.

Even though the steel plate beneath his feet was a specially made anti-slip grating, Fang Cheng’s feet still plowed two trails of sparks flying off it.

The soles of his feet fiercely rubbed against the metal, producing a piercing screech.

"Zzzzzz—"

Sliding several meters downward, Fang Cheng finally used the muscle power of his strong legs and the adhesive force of True Qi to completely neutralize that terrifying kinetic energy.

He finally stood steadily at the edge of the tower’s top.

Fang Cheng looked up at the ink-colored sky he had cut through during his fall.

Then he looked down at the brightly lit city below his feet, taking a deep breath, slowly calming the blood and energy surging in his chest.

The burning golden flames on his body had quietly withdrawn inside, and the white smoke vaporizing from his skin also dispersed in the wind.

At this moment, however, an intense light faintly flashed in the air before his eyes.

..................

Outer area of the East Suburb Unfinished Building Area, among the weeds.

Two people stood atop an off-road vehicle, staring blankly at the spectacle unfolding in the sky.

They saw the meteor streak across the pitch-black night sky, finally landing on the top of the television tower several kilometers away.

Xu Hao’s mouth formed a perfect circle, his eyes wide like bronze bells.

The binoculars in his hand fell into the grass, but he didn’t have time to pick them up.

He mechanically turned his neck to look at Xiao Shuai:

"How’s it looking, what did you see?"

Xiao Shuai held the binoculars with both hands, maintaining a gaze upwards, his whole being like a rigid stone statue.

After a moment, his Adam’s apple moved up and down, muttering to himself:

"A miracle... This is a miracle..."

Xu Hao was so anxious he scratched his ears and cheeks, pulling on his shoulder:

"Stop sighing, hurry up, how’s the boss?"

Xiao Shuai slowly put down the binoculars, still wearing a dazed expression of shock:

"The president... landed on that television signal tower."

He paused, uttering a sentence he himself could hardly believe:

"He stands very steadily, his body appears red and heated, but looks like... he’s completely unharmed."

"Hiss—"

Xu Hao sucked in a cold breath, following Xiao Shuai’s gaze towards the towering iron tower in the distance, his eyes widening further.

"Falling from such a height without any harm at all..."

He scratched his messy hair, asking seriously:

"Buddy, do you think our boss is the reincarnation of the Terminator?"

Xiao Shuai ignored his nonsense, directly "thud" and jumped off the roof, pulling open the driver’s side door.

Xu Hao was stunned, shouting as he leaned on the car’s rooftop edge:

"Where are you going?"

Xiao Shuai inserted the key and started the ignition, yelling without turning his head:

"What are you waiting for, hurry down! We must quickly go to receive the boss!"

"With such a strong wind up there and the boss without clothes, don’t let the old man freeze."

Xu Hao slapped his thigh in sudden realization, shouting:

"You’re smart! When else would we go kiss up and show our loyalty if not now!"

He said this, quickly sliding down the car with his hands and feet, nimbly climbing into the passenger seat.

"Boom—"

The off-road vehicle roared thunderously, two bright beams piercing through the dense night.

Xiao Shuai floored the accelerator, the wheels crushing weeds and stones, speeding towards the television tower standing in the night.

..................

On the outer ring expressway of East Capital.

A black modified sportscar, in a near-mad posture, zigzagged in an "S" form amidst the dense traffic.

"Beep—beep—"

The sharp squeal of tires on pavement elicited a cacophony of honking horns and curses.

The car completely ignored solid lines and speed limit signs, squeezing through the gap beside parallel trucks like a slippery eel.

"In a hurry to die? Do you have no eyes?!"

The cargo truck driver behind slammed on the brakes, leaned half out, and cursed at the taillights ahead.

Phrases of exceptionally high maternal content echoed in the night sky.

But the man in the driver’s seat remained entirely indifferent.

The man was about thirty years old, with meticulously styled short hair.

His eye sockets were deep-set, and his skin showed a ghostly pallor.

He wore a tailored high-end suit, but the collar was open, revealing a black predator tattoo on the collarbone.

This person was another staff sent by the Ideal Faction, codenamed "Night Owl."