Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 983 - 492:
The second possibility, which is more likely, is that the "Ideal Land" doesn’t regard the Chen Family as highly as imagined.
According to the Professor’s understanding of the organization, its structure is loose and functions are simple, resembling more of an elite club.
The core decision-making members are few in number, usually scattered across the globe with different disguised identities, sometimes as leaders of other forces, or as elites in political and business circles.
They are currently planning the so-called "world-altering" big event, and are surely stretched thin in terms of manpower.
Especially given the terrifying strength Fang Cheng displayed that night, when he forcibly destroyed the spatial tunnel with his fists.
This made their side realize that to take down the Chen Family, protected by such a high-level expert, they’d need to send at least two S-Class experts to be confident.
After all, S-Class experts are not as common as cabbages on the roadside.
Throughout the entire Xia Country, including noble families, free mutants, and all official institutions and the Special Search Team, there are less than a hundred in total.
Given tasks of higher priority, it is clearly uneconomical to mobilize such high-end combat power for a mere Chen Family at this juncture.
Hence, they have chosen to remain inactive, temporarily putting aside any actions against the Chen Family.
Whatever the reason, this temporary peace is a much-needed boon for Fang Cheng and the newly established "Illuminati."
This means they have precious time for development, enabling them to make more thorough preparations and stabilize their foundation further.
During this time of waiting for the target to appear and observing the situation, Fang Cheng took the opportunity to call home to assure them of his safety.
He told his mother and grandfather over the phone that he had successfully found his uncle.
As for why his uncle had lost contact recently.
Fang Cheng casually made up a reason, saying he went to inspect a timber business in the deep mountains of the border, where the signal tower was broken, so he couldn’t get in touch.
Now they have returned to the provincial capital Cui City and plan to stay there for a few days for sightseeing and to handle some final tasks before returning to East Capital.
Hearing this explanation, his mother and grandfather visibly breathed a sigh of relief on the other end of the line, repeatedly reminding him to stay safe and come home soon.
Fang Cheng agreed to everything, chatted about some family matters with them, and then hung up the phone.
At this moment, he was contemplating that at most he would wait another two days.
If "Ideal Land" remains inactive, he would first lead the team back to East Capital.
After all, there wasn’t much point in wasting time staying here indefinitely.
As his thoughts spun, a faint light appeared on the horizon, outlining the city’s silhouette more clearly.
Fang Cheng’s eyes slightly narrowed, pushing distracting thoughts out of his mind.
It was time to go for a morning workout.
During these days of lying low in the vacation house, he hadn’t been idle.
Apart from eating and sleeping, he made regular patrols around the Chen Family Manor and spent nearly all his remaining time exercising and practicing skills.
Faced with the threat of the man who was legendary as if a god, Fang Cheng felt no fear, but instead, a burning desire.
He yearned to become stronger, strong enough to confront that arrogant existence head-to-head in a direct showdown.
For this, he was willing to give up all entertainment activities, fully dedicating himself to the tedious training.
No, it should be said, Fang Cheng enjoyed it immensely.
Each time he saw the skill proficiency on the panel incrementally increase by "+1," he felt a great joy and excitement.
The feeling of being able to clearly control every inch of his progress was more addictive than any entertainment in the world.
Although the current environment’s conditions were limited, preventing full-scale high-intensity training.
But with long-term accumulated bodyweight training and repeated practice of techniques, the experience in several combat and fitness skills still increased significantly.
Among them, the progress bars for "Running" and "Tai Chi" skills were advancing steadily as planned, already nearing a breakthrough.
Fang Cheng willed it.
In the dim air before him, a faint blue light flickered, and the panel emerged.
[Tai Chi Lv1 (246/250)]
[Running Lv1 (230/250)]
Staring at the data on the panel, Fang Cheng’s mouth subtly curled upwards, inwardly thinking:
"Today is the day to break through and level up!"
Then turned around toward the wardrobe, swiftly putting on a loose-fitting blue tracksuit.
He then stepped into the washroom, splashed cold water on his face, and fully awakened himself.
Pushing open the door, the corridor was quiet, with only a few wall lamps casting a dim yellow glow.
From the neighboring room, the alternating snores of his uncle Li Dingjian and Pan Wendi could be faintly heard.
The two had nothing to do last night and stayed up late playing cards, clearly sleeping late.
The door on the other side also remained closed, with darkness under the crack, Lin Chuqiao and Bai Ling should still be in their dreams.
Fang Cheng didn’t disturb them, silently like a cat, swiftly crossed the corridor, descended the stairs, and pushed open the villa’s main door.
The morning breeze greeted him, mixed with the moist scent of vegetation.
This villa area is built on a hillside, surrounded by greenery, and the environment is extremely tranquil.
It was still early, the road was empty, exceptionally quiet.
Fang Cheng took a deep breath, the cool air flooding his lungs, instantly igniting the heat within.
He stretched his arms, loosened his ankles, and then began to jog along the villa area’s roads.
The speed gradually increased, and his silhouette soon vanished into the morning mist.
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By early May in Tian Nan Province, the reserve of spring has long faded away.