Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 976 - 489_2

"As long as we can find them and eliminate them one by one, we can make him lose his eyes and arms."

"As for how to truly deal with him personally...

Ye Zhiran’s lips curved into a cold arc.

"As far as I know, this person is planning a shocking event."

"Once this event is exposed, it will inevitably cross the bottom line of various countries. By then, he will naturally become a global enemy."

"Hunting down those traitors is not only for avenging our fallen comrades but also continuously weakening his Strength and cutting off his roots in the secular world."

"More importantly, from these people, we can piece together his movements over the years and the truth of the major event he is planning."

"At that time, we can fully ride the wave, let the governments take action to besiege him, and we just need to secretly fan the flames, guide public opinion, and make him the target of all."

As Ye Zhiran spoke, a cold glint flashed behind his glasses:

"That person thinks he is above the mundane, above all beings, but he doesn’t know that true power has never been individual force, but the torrent of the era."

"He thinks he can control everything, but he will ultimately realize that not even a God can stand against the will of the entire world."

Ye Zhiran clenched his fist, his voice turning low and full of hatred:

"Seventeen years ago, it was his ambition and madness that led to the Guangwu Gate tragedy, killing so many innocent people, and scattering the members of the Ideal Land."

"This blood debt must be repaid by him. A monster like him, who has long lost his humanity, will eventually meet his own demise."

"What we need to do is to dig out the most critical cornerstone on his insane high tower to hasten his collapse."

Although these words were resolute, full of strategy and determination,

an indescribable sense of powerlessness still lingered in the hearts of those present.

After all, facing a "god" who could single-handedly fight a national army and might have lived for centuries,

any scheme seemed so pale.

To truly confront such a terrifying monster, only equally powerful Strength would suffice.

Lin Chuqiao pondered for a moment and then spoke:

"Professor, your plan is indeed meticulous, but right now, the most pressing matter is to hide our identities and erase our traces to avoid being tracked down by Ideal Land."

Ye Zhiran nodded upon hearing this:

"I can help with that by performing the ’Formless Barrier’ to obscure causality and confuse heavenly mechanisms."

"You haven’t confronted that person directly, so your essence hasn’t been remembered, and it shouldn’t be a big problem."

"What about Fang Cheng?"

Lin Chuqiao furrowed her brows slightly, her voice full of concern:

"He has actually fought that person, so his essence has surely been remembered. What should we do about that?"

Li Dingjian quickly nodded in agreement, looking anxiously at Ye Zhiran:

"Yes, Professor, Ah Cheng’s situation is different. Do you have a way to help him?"

Bai Ling also earnestly pleaded:

"Professor, with your vast knowledge, surely you can think of a way to solve this problem for Fang Cheng?"

"As for a solution... there are some things we can try, but even I can’t be completely sure..."

Ye Zhiran adjusted his glasses with a troubled expression.

He then lowered his head slightly, tapping his fingers lightly on the table, clearly sorting through various possibilities in his mind.

The room fell silent once more as everyone looked at the professor with anticipation in their eyes.

Only Fang Cheng remained leaning against the chair, taking a sip of tea with a calm expression.

He had his own considerations; to evade the pursuit of such a formidable opponent, simple avoidance was meaningless.

Either his Strength had to be sufficiently strong to deter the opponent from provoking him easily,

or he needed to create an even larger scenario so the opponent would be overwhelmed, or consider it unnecessary to spend too much effort on him, thus buying time to develop.

As the atmosphere grew heavy, Pan Wendi suddenly slapped his thigh:

"I have an idea!"

Everyone turned to look at him upon hearing this.

Pan Wendi, looking excited as if he had found a treasure, immediately said:

"Let’s make Fang Cheng the son-in-law of our Pan Family!"

"Our Pan Family has enough clout to be considered a notable noble family. I don’t believe that person would dare to mess with someone from the Noble Alliance unless he no longer wants to establish himself in Xia Country."

Lin Chuqiao’s expression changed slightly at these words, and she asked warily:

"Does your Pan Family have a daughter of suitable age? I haven’t heard of such a thing."

"My sister, of course."

Pan Wendi replied as though it was a matter of course.

"What sister?"

Lin Chuqiao’s voice rose by eight degrees immediately.

"I’m talking about my cousin!"

Pan Wendi winked and smiled jokingly:

"As long as Cousin is willing to change her surname to Pan and re-enter our Pan Family’s genealogy, Fang Cheng would naturally be the son-in-law. With the family backing him, who would dare touch him?"

"What nonsense!"

Lin Chuqiao’s face turned crimson with both shame and frustration as she glared at Pan Wendi.

Then she stole a glance at Fang Cheng, who appeared indifferent as if he hadn’t heard a thing.

Only then did she breathe a little easier, yet an inexplicable sense of loss crept over her.

Bai Ling, next to her, covered her mouth to stifle her laughter, and Li Dingjian couldn’t help but shake his head and suppress a smile.

The heavy atmosphere in the room eased somewhat after this commotion.

Fang Cheng shook his head gently and spoke calmly:

"Don’t worry, I have my own solution to the tracking issue with Ideal Land."

Lin Chuqiao immediately turned to him, her eyes full of concern:

"Brother Cheng, is your plan reliable? Shouldn’t we just consider a little more?"

Even Li Dingjian couldn’t hold back from asking:

"Ah Cheng, are you really confident?"

"Yes."

Fang Cheng nodded, his tone firm.

Though those present still had doubts, seeing his confidence left them with no choice but to trust him.

After all, Fang Cheng had demonstrated astonishing extraordinary Strength and had never let anyone down.

The chirping of birds outside the window resounded again, injecting a touch of vitality into the solemn room.

Ye Zhiran took a deep breath and brought the topic back on track:

"Considering the current situation, I have another proposal I’d like to discuss with everyone."

He slowly swept his gaze over everyone present, his tone becoming more solemn:

"The threat of Ideal Land is here, and none of us can avoid it. After experiencing the Chen Family incident, we may soon face their tracking."

"In the current situation, going it alone means fighting individually and will eventually be picked off one by one; there is no chance of winning."

"So, I was thinking, why don’t we officially join forces to form a real team, or rather, an organization with a common goal."

"Once we band together, we can support each other, share intelligence, and collaborate in combat, and when dealing with those traitors or Ideal Land’s tracking, our efficiency will be much higher, and everyone’s safety will be more assured."

After hearing the professor’s proposal, everyone couldn’t help nodding, finding it reasonable.

Bai Ling’s eyes lit up:

"That’s a great idea! There’s strength in numbers, and at least we can look out for each other."

Li Dingjian also nodded in agreement:

"Indeed, there’s more security with an organization, and going it alone is too dangerous."

Seeing no objections, Ye Zhiran justifiably looked at Fang Cheng, seeking the opinion of this core Strength:

"Fang Cheng, what do you think of the proposal to establish an organization?"

Fang Cheng pondered for a moment and nodded slightly.

Seeing his agreement, Bai Ling immediately clapped her hands excitedly:

"Then what should we name the organization? It must sound impressive, both powerful and catchy!"

"How about calling it the ’Avengers Alliance’?"

Pan Wendi immediately suggested with pride: "One hears this name and knows what we’re about, how impressive!"

"Oh, too cliché."

Bai Ling pouted, mercilessly refuting him:

"This name is almost worn out from overuse, no originality at all, change it, change it!"

Yet, Pan Wendi seemed ready to argue back.

As everyone debated, Fang Cheng suddenly cleared his throat.

Everyone immediately quieted down, their eyes all focusing on him.

"Actually."

Fang Cheng looked around and slowly began to speak: "I have already established an organization."

"What?!"

Bai Ling’s eyes widened with surprise and delight:

"Boss, you actually secretly founded an organization long ago? What’s it called?"

Li Dingjian was also stunned.

His own nephew had stealthily established an organization.

Lin Chuqiao looked at Fang Cheng with some surprise, a hint of curiosity flashing in her beautiful eyes.

Fang Cheng then slowly uttered three words:

"Illuminati."