Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1099 - 541:

"Another one is called Old Chen, whose awakened ability is ’Super Sensing Hearing.’

"Not only is he sensitive to sounds, but he can also capture faint conversations up to a kilometer away and emit infrasound waves for disruptive attacks, making him an invaluable asset for intelligence and reconnaissance."

At this point, the Professor paused slightly before continuing:

"In addition, there are three combat-type personnel."

"One of them has awakened ’Visual Enhancement,’ with dynamic vision targeting and long-range sight capabilities, making him a born marksman. He would be a valuable asset either in the Action Department or the Intelligence Department."

"The remaining two are from the physical enhancement category, one is strength-based, with tough skin that can withstand and fight, while the other is speed-based, with agile movements and excels at surprise attacks."

"These two have rich combat experience and are exactly the tactical force currently needed by the Action Department."

Fang Cheng listened to the report, nodding in satisfaction.

The Illuminati is at a critical time for recruitment, and with the addition of these new forces, it’s undoubtedly a timely aid.

"Very well done."

He pondered for a moment and quickly made arrangements:

"Bring these people to the Golden Fish Base to meet me at nine o’clock tomorrow morning. Tonight, find them a star-rated hotel to stay in and rest well for the night, all expenses charged to the organization."

"No need for such trouble."

The Professor laughed on the other end of the line, speaking sincerely:

"I can cover this small expense myself, consider it a contribution to the organization..."

"No."

Fang Cheng interrupted him directly, his tone gentle yet laden with authority:

"Public matters are public. Private is private. If the organization wants to go far, rules must be established upfront."

"If we even rely on personal funds for basic logistical expenses, how are we different from a ragtag group in the Martial World?"

"This is a matter of principle; it relates to the foundation for the Illuminati’s growth and strength."

There was a two-second silence on the other end before the Professor’s respectful voice came through:

"I understand. Your insight, Chairman, has enlightened me. I will follow your instructions."

"Hmm, see you tomorrow."

Hanging up the phone, Fang Cheng tossed the mobile onto the passenger seat, a slight smile playing at his lips.

With these newcomers, in addition to the nine original core members, the framework of the Illuminati is starting to come together.

Moreover...

Fang Cheng looked at the flashing red light at the intersection and slowly applied the brakes, waiting to stop.

Since the recruits have arrived in East Capital, they can help address the current urgent situation.

On Old Factory Street, Monkey and Big Hammer had been conducting surveillance for several days straight.

Even if mutants have more energy than ordinary people, they couldn’t sustain such high-intensity monitoring for four or five days straight without rest.

Even the strongest person needs to rotate and rest.

Fang Cheng calculated in his mind.

Tomorrow, let the new members familiarize themselves with the situation here, and the day after tomorrow, have the "Super Sensing Hearing" Old Chen and the "Visual Enhancement" marksman replace them.

As for the base in Wanghu Town, which has also been short on staff, those two body-enhanced brothers can be sent to establish order, led by Uncle,

And then there’s the girl with potential for telekinesis...

Fang Cheng thought of the equally busy Lin Chuqiao.

Conveniently, he could send her to follow Lin Chuqiao.

She could not only act as a bodyguard but also, like Xiao Shuai, assist in running errands and handling the complex matters of setting up the base.

This would effectively manage the personnel on hand.

However, before he could even take a breath, the phone screen that had just dimmed lit up again.

This time, the number displayed was Monkey.

Raising an eyebrow, Fang Cheng quickly answered the call.

"Chairman!"

Monkey’s voice was low, yet his pace more urgent than ever:

"That man is back again!"

Fang Cheng’s eyes narrowed instantly, and he asked in a deep voice,

"Just arrived? Are you sure it’s the same person from earlier?"

"Confirmed, Chairman."

Monkey’s response was swift and concise:

"He’s wearing the exact same outfit as this afternoon. Big Hammer and I saw him sneaking into the tubular building."

"Following your orders, we didn’t act hastily and reported to you immediately, requesting instructions."

Fang Cheng furrowed his brows deeply and asked another question:

"Did he come alone?"

"Yes, no other suspicious individuals were following."

Monkey’s tone was very certain.

What on earth is he planning?

Fang Cheng’s hand tightened slightly around the steering wheel, a glint of cold determination in his eyes.

Since the person returned at this time and headed directly to his residence, he must have a specific goal.

"Keep an eye on him, don’t let him get away."

After a moment of deliberation, Fang Cheng gave the order:

"I’m heading there right now!"

"Yes!"

Hanging up the phone, Fang Cheng stuffed the mobile back into his bag, lifted his head, and stared at the traffic light ahead.

The countdown numbers of the red light looked particularly glaring in the night.

Four, three, two, one.

When the green light appeared, Fang Cheng released the brake and pressed down on the accelerator.

The engine roared deeply and powerfully.

The front of the Range Rover lifted slightly, rapidly accelerating through the intersection and speeding towards Old Factory Street.

.........

The night was late, yet Old Factory Street was still awake.

Smoky barbeque stalls were still open, the scents of cumin and pepper floating on the wind.

Several drunken men stumbled and retched against the wall, cursing incoherently.

A black Range Rover SUV silently entered the narrow street, its towering body barely brushing past the illegal sheds by the roadside.

Eventually, it came to a steady stop beneath the dilapidated tubular building.

Fang Cheng opened the door and got out, closing the door behind him.

There was no sound of locking; his actions were so quiet as if he deliberately didn’t want to disturb anyone.