Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1163 - 565

"I’m sorry, Miss Chu Qiao, I didn’t mean to..."

Upon catching sight of the scene, Jiang Yun's face drained of color, prompting her to lower her head swiftly in apology.

As a fresh member, she had accidentally caught a glimpse of the leaders' private moment, filling her with worry that she could face retaliation down the line for this slip-up.

"It’s okay, it’s okay. Just don’t look randomly in private in the future."

Lin Chuqiao dismissed it with a broad wave, clearly harboring no grudge against her.

Her blend of bashfulness and playful tease infused her with a delightful feminine allure.

This erased any lingering remoteness, rendering her far more friendly and inviting.

"Jiang Yun’s ability holds immense value."

The Professor smoothly picked up the thread, easing the mild tension in the air as he delivered his expert assessment:

"Though her spiritual energy remains quite faint at present, and her sensing skills waver, consistent practice could unlock boundless potential ahead."

"Such a gift suits the intelligence division ideally, excelling in questioning captives, discerning lies from truths in talks, or extracting vital intel through subtle probes—its role stands unmatched."

"In routine operations too, she might detect odd shifts in nearby throngs early on and spot concealed foes. Handled right, it turns into a potent edge."

Fang Cheng gave a subtle nod, signaling his full accord with the Professor's views.

A talent in Spiritual gifts this uncommon would rank as a prized asset anywhere.

Mentally, he elevated Jiang Yun's status, marking her for extra safeguarding and attention moving forward.

With Xu Kuan and Jiang Yun's introductions wrapped up, it fell to Bean next, the quiet girl who hung her head low.

As gazes settled on her, the young one reflexively huddled her shoulders, eager to duck behind Jiang Yun.

"Bean, don’t be afraid."

Jiang Yun gave her a soft nudge from behind, murmuring words of gentle support:

"Share with our Chairman the powers you possess, the skills where you shine."

Bean kept her gaze down, fingers clenching the edge of her garment tightly, her whisper barely audible like a faint buzz, stumbling through her words:

"I... I’m friends with them."

"Who are ’they’?"

Fang Cheng inched closer, softening his voice to dial back the intensity.

Under the question, Bean pressed her lips together, her tiny features paling from the strain, struggling to utter even one more syllable.

"It’s like this."

Spotting her hesitation, Jiang Yun jumped in to clarify:

"Bean communicates with creatures, such as rats, birds, wandering felines, and canines... she grasps their chatter and directs them on tasks."

"Back when we were trapped in that cellar, Bean directed the rats to relay hidden notes, revealing the outside events to us..."

While explaining, a faint scuttling noise arose from under the door's edge.

A hand-width white rodent emerged, slipping inside stealthily.

Showing no fear, it scurried beside the wall straight to Bean's feet.

With agile moves, it scaled her trouser up to her shoulder, rose on hind legs, and let out two sharp chirps.

At the sight of this rodent, Bean's dull gaze sparked to life in an instant.

She reached out her grubby digit to lightly rub under the mouse's jaw, a genuine and eased grin spreading across her features.

Before this tiny being, she appeared as an ordinary kid, not the shunned street urchin.

"This is the mouse, named Xiao Bai."

Observing the moment, Jiang Yun extended a hand to tenderly smooth Bean's tangled locks:

"This unfortunate girl lost her folks early on and leaned on Xiao Bai through her homeless days."

"Xiao Bai serves as her companion, aiding in scavenging meals and dodging threats."

"Outstanding, she's a born reconnaissance asset."

After viewing Bean's bond with the creature, a spark gleamed in the Professor's lenses, as he offered genuine acclaim:

"Stray pets like cats, dogs, rats, and birds rarely draw suspicion from folks."

"We can exploit this mental gap fully, deploying beasts as spies to infiltrate secure zones undetected and blend perfectly."

"Deployed wisely, from East Capital's shadowy drains to vast heavens above, including official offices and armed zones, all fall under our watch via this web."

Here, the Professor faced Fang Cheng, his look turning grave:

"Chairman, entrust this girl to my guidance henceforth."

"I’ll guide her myself in honing spiritual strength, building spy systems, and nurturing her gift further."

Fang Cheng held back his reply at once.

Instead, he simply observed the tattered child who only mustered a smile toward the rodent.

For a fleeting second, visions from his buried past merged with the present.

It felt like glimpsing Wen Xin trailing after him, chirping "brother" endlessly.

That matching loneliness, that fierce fight to endure in shadows.

A tender spot in Fang Cheng's core yielded just a bit then.

"Okay."

Composing himself, he directed a nod at Bean, his tone softening without thought:

"Stick with the Professor from here on and study diligently. Know this: the Illuminati is your family now, and nobody will harass you again."

Sensing the warmth, Bean halted her petting of the mouse briefly.

Raising her head, her shy wide eyes flicked toward Fang Cheng before falling away fast.

Yet this round, she stayed put, a flicker of hope dawning in her stare.

Fang Cheng pulled back his look, pondering inwardly.

When Wen Xin wraps up her tests and break arrives.

It could prove ideal for these age-matched lasses to connect and support one another.