Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1162 - 564: 3

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Previously on Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups...
The Professor outlines the Illuminati's strict regulations, emphasizing hierarchy and rewards to instill discipline among the new recruits. Lin Chuqiao eases the tense atmosphere, warmly introducing herself to Jiang Yun and fostering a sense of unity. Fang Cheng prompts self-introductions, and Xu Kuan reveals his innate talent for understanding and modifying machinery, leading to his assignment for vehicle upgrades and base defense installations, which he eagerly accepts.

"With sufficient materials at our disposal, I assure you the base will be fortified like an impenetrable fortress!"

At these words, Lin Chuqiao's eyes bent into joyful crescents:

"Xu Kuan, you're under my wing from here on out. We'll start by organizing the logistics department."

Naturally, Fang Cheng offered no resistance.

Once Xu Kuan's position was set, his focus shifted toward Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yun drew in a steadying breath, smoothed her disheveled locks, and spoke in a soft tone:

"Chairman, my powers mainly revolve around mental detection."

She carried herself far more steadily than Xu Kuan, her tone mild and soothing:

"I perceive the hues of the Qi Field enveloping every individual and detect their emotional states at the moment, such as red indicating rage, yellow signaling avarice, gray representing terror, and pink denoting fondness..."

"Thanks to this power, I spot those with ill will toward me beforehand and steer clear of threats in advance."

While explaining, her eyes drifted to Xu Kuan at her side, softening noticeably:

"I resided solo in the urban village initially because Brother Kuan's aura appeared pure, a comforting pale white glow, inspiring my confidence in him, leading to our growing bond, and finally, uniting us."

Hearing his partner's explanation, Xu Kuan rubbed his head sheepishly and lingered nearby with a goofy grin.

After absorbing her account, Fang Cheng inquired contemplatively:

"Apart from detecting feelings, do you possess any skills tied to Mind Reading?"

Jiang Yun jolted faintly at his query, pausing briefly yet not refuting:

"Not too long back... I experienced a faint inkling of that enigmatic sensation."

"From time to time, I catch one or two fleeting ideas in others' thoughts, though it's erratic, akin to a faulty radio reception, leaving me uncertain if it qualifies as Mind Reading."

"Give it a genuine attempt right now."

Fang Cheng inclined slightly ahead and indicated himself, along with Lin Chuqiao and the Professor next to him:

"Try to grasp what's on our minds."

Jiang Yun agreed with a nod, then composed herself and focused intently.

Her gaze shimmered as it gradually scanned the trio.

Roughly ten seconds passed before a thin sheen of perspiration dotted her brow, and she exhaled heavily.

She then shook her head in resignation, disappointment etching her features:

"Apologies, Chairman."

"You, the Professor, and Miss Lin all appear shielded by a robust mental wall. My probe rebounded instantly upon contact, utterly blocked."

Fang Cheng kept his face impassive, inwardly affirming the outcome.

It made perfect sense that she couldn't penetrate.

Being an elite in both psychic and bodily arts, it would be absurd if a fresh ability user pierced his defenses so effortlessly.

The Professor and Lin Chuqiao, too, excelled as authorities in psychic domains, inherently equipped to fend off intrusions.

Yet her detection of the "barrier"'s presence alone highlighted her exceptional Talent.

"But..."

Jiang Yun faltered, as if keen to validate her value, and glanced tentatively at Lin Chuqiao:

"Upon arriving in the room, perhaps due to Miss Chuqiao's eased state and looser guards... I faintly caught one of her thoughts."

"Oh?"

Fang Cheng arched a brow and inevitably questioned:

"What thought was it?"

Lin Chuqiao, upon catching this, watched Jiang Yun with keen interest,

Jiang Yun nibbled her lip and, a touch shyly, murmured:

"Miss Chuqiao appeared to be pondering... post the afternoon's duties, where to dine with Brother Cheng this evening, debating the fresh French eatery or the seaside seafood spot..."

Silence hung in the air for a brief moment.

Fang Cheng felt a touch of astonishment and cast a sideways look at Lin Chuqiao.

Lin Chuqiao's formerly calm visage flushed crimson abruptly.

She coughed lightly, averting her gaze anxiously, insisting firmly:

"I... I'm merely looking after the leader's sustenance, as befits the Logistics Minister's role."