In the blink of an eye, more than ten days passed, and it was mid-May.

Inside the training hall, Chen Chuan, dressed in a cyan Wuyi training suit, sat on a soft cushion, using the Breathing Technique to Guide Mutated Tissue, while also regulating his state of mind.

During this time, he had been consolidating his gains here, only returning to school once.

The Company had already made arrangements in advance, using the excuse of self-Cultivation, claiming it was a requirement from his guidance teacher. As a Wuyi Academy Student, this was, of course,

He sat for about forty-five minutes before slowly ceasing his breathing.

He was now gradually experiencing the Influence of the secretions stimulated by the mutated organs on himself, which was actually one of the sources of a Martial Artist's Strength. If he could make good use of it, he could also gain even greater Strength under certain conditions, so the method was not to suppress it, but to self-regulate and subdue it.

His previous Soul-Stirring Fist was actually somewhat related to this, but at that time, he had not yet developed sufficiently strong Mutated Tissue. Even ordinary people could use this Skills, but with strong Mutated Tissue, the effects it could bring were different.

The simplest example, like the mutation used by Du Ma, was one of these self-regulation methods, but that was a desperate gamble and not worth learning.

However, some old times records had particularly rich experience in this area, especially some religious texts, which described it in great detail. Recently, he had also been reading Data in this area. Putting aside those mystical things, just harmonizing the mind and communicating internally and externally was indeed very effective.

But the simplest and most crude method was to use medicine, but once he stopped, it could cause various problems, with a greater dependence on logistics, so it was better to master it himself.

After finishing the meditation, he stood up and began to practice each move of Zheng San Shou[-] in a methodical manner.

Although it looked like the same old routine, this was only what was shown on the outside. In reality, the movement of the internal Mutated Tissue was no longer the same as before.

With the original mutated fascia and bones, under the coordination of the internal organ's Mutated Tissue, the Internal energy of each move could be adjusted and changed more subtly, and the Internal energy released was also rich and varied. However, this was only for normal practice, for the purpose of stimulating the internal organs and promoting the growth of Mutated Tissue.

When actually entering combat, unless necessary, he would only let the Mutated Tissue make the Strength more concentrated and make his Speed faster, in order to quickly end the enemy in front of him, whether it was one-on-one or one-on-many.

Now, the power contained in the same move was probably many times greater than before, mainly because Strength and Speed had been greatly enhanced, and also

If he were to face Du Ma again now, even facing the final mutated Du Ma, he would be confident of ending the battle within three moves.

After practicing Zheng San Shou[-], he picked up the Snow Emperor Blade again and began to use knife techniques, also to allow his Mutated Tissue to adapt to the use of knife techniques as soon as possible.

After this day's training, he took a shower, returned to the second floor, sat down at the desk, reached out and took the briefcase given to him by the Review Committee, took out the map inside, and spread it out on the desk.

His gaze first fell on the location of Yangzhi City, and then moved upwards. After passing Zhang Mountain, what came into view was a boundless wasteland, which was also the northernmost end of Da Shun's territory.

Although Yangzhi City was formed during the Great Reclamation period, it could not be considered Da Shun's border, because at the top of the wasteland, at the easternmost end, there was still a Port city called Hangu City remaining.

This was not a normal city, but a garrison of an unknown number of Armies, usually only connected to the mainland through the railway running through the wasteland and the sea lanes in the northern ocean, with almost no interaction with Yangzhi City.

But he knew that there was a military academy there, and his cousin Nian Qian had joined the Army and studied at the military academy there, so traveling back and forth was particularly difficult, and news could only be transmitted through Telegram.

But this wasteland was not without anything. It was filled with a large number of wanted criminals who had fled from the inland, smugglers who had crossed over from the sea, bandits, and Resistance Organization members, and national fugitives.

Some people had even escaped from conglomerates, possessing certain technologies and channels, and some were spies and bounty hunters sent over by various overseas countries. There were also many overseas political prisoners. In addition, there were also some unknown Secret Cult organizations entrenched there.

After some organizations banded together, they even established large forces in the wasteland and gathered underground news networks from all over the world. The bandit gangs in the wilderness of Yangzhi City were dwarfed in comparison to these people.

If this place was not at least two thousand kilometers away from Yangzhi City, and there was still a no-man's land without water and plants in between, plus the deterrent of the Army, its tentacles would probably have extended to Yangzhi City long ago.

And this time, his Examination target was on the edge of this wasteland. Not only was the situation very complicated, but it would also take a lot of time to go back and forth.

In this kind of place, it was almost impossible to think about checking it out in advance, and there was no one who could help him there. Although the time looked relatively generous now, in fact, some of the time was

for the student to prepare for the early stages and retreat, so he didn't have much time to delay any longer.

He thought about it. It was already mid-May. He decided to spend another half a month consolidating his strength, and then he couldn't wait any longer. He needed to participate in the Examination as soon as possible.

After thinking it over, he put away the map, locked the Data in the safe, and then came down from upstairs and rode his bicycle towards the school.

In less than half an hour, he returned to school. After parking his bicycle, he walked towards the dormitory, but after stepping onto the steps, he saw someone waiting there. Seeing him coming over, her eyes lit up and she walked over to greet him: "Junior Chen, long time no see."

Chen Chuan recognized this as Senior Min Lan, who had treated him to a meal last time and wanted to pull him into the Commission Company, but later, after he joined Ren Shu's Company, the other party had not contacted him again.

He: "Senior, it has been a long time."

Min Lan smiled and said: "Junior, Senior has come specifically to find you this time. It will only take a few minutes of your time. I don't know if it's convenient?"

Chen Chuan was not in such a hurry, and seeing that this person was specifically waiting here, he had not returned for a while, so he must not have been looking for him for a day or two. He said: "Then Senior, let's talk by the lake." The male dormitory was unable to entertain the other party, let alone that this person had already graduated, so he had to find another place.

Min Lan gladly said yes.

The two of them went down the steps, crossed the open space in front of the dormitory building, and came to the edge of Spring Autumn Lake, walking along the Spring Autumn Lake's path.

Min Lan looked at the green willow trees by the lake and the sparkling lake surface, and said: "After leaving the Academy for so long, sometimes I still miss the life in the Academy. As long as you have enough ability, you can just focus on training, and there are not so many worries."

After sighing, she turned her head and said to Chen Chuan: "This time, I'm taking the liberty, but the Company where Senior works is currently encountering a difficult problem and is looking for a solution everywhere.

Junior has limited time, so I'll make it short. This problem comes from a larger Commission. Several Companies are involved, and it involves a secret cult. We need to get something from this cult. We arranged for many people to go in before, but each time they mysteriously disappeared or lost contact.

Last time, our Company had already spent a lot of money to turn one of its members, but she lost contact that night. This reaction was too fast, and the other Companies have not made any progress, so we think this may not be our problem, but that the other party has some means.

Thinking that the other party is a cult, they may have something beyond common sense, so we can only ask experts in this area, but no one has been able to come up with any reason so far.

I thought that Chen Junior often cleans up Supernatural Entities, and may know about this, so I specially came to ask you for advice. If Junior can help us solve it, that would be the best. We are willing to offer a reward that is enough to satisfy Junior."

Chen Chuan thought for a while and shook his head: "Supernatural Entity is Supernatural Entity, and cult is cult. The two cannot be confused."

Min Lan's eyes lit up, "So, Chen classmate knows about cults, right?"

Chen Chuan: "The Flying Head Monster that I dealt with had a Flying head sect with a very long history behind it. If you want me to know, I do know some, but that's all. But cults are different from cults. If it's not determined to be related to a Supernatural Entity, I can't come to any effective answer."

"I see."

Min Lan nodded. She thought for a while, "Then we need to first determine what kind of nature this cult is," she reached out and shook hands with Chen Chuan, "I've disturbed Junior. Anyway, thank you today."

After Chen Chuan said goodbye to her, he turned his mind. When it came to cults, Bureau Chief Lei of the Secret Cult Investigation Bureau must know about this, but he couldn't trouble others for this. Moreover, if the news was told, other Companies would come smelling it, and the most important thing was that he needed to prepare for the Examination, and he didn't have time to deal with it now.

He could only wish this Senior good luck.

At this time, he glanced over, because this was close to the administrative office building, so he simply didn't go back to the dormitory, but walked towards the office building.

He entered the building and arrived at Cheng Zitong's office. He happened to see the door open and two people talking to him. He waited outside for a while, and after the two people, who were obviously from other schools, left, he walked in.

Cheng Zitong: "You've been waiting for a long time, right?"

Chen Chuan: "Not long, I just arrived."

Cheng Zitong shook his head: "Every year, there are these relationship-seeking people who come to the school to stuff things in. Forget it, let's not talk about them. Did you come over because you have something to tell me?"

Chen Chuan closed the door and, after returning, solemnly said: "teacher, I plan to leave at the end of this month."

"So fast?" Cheng Zitong's expression became serious, and he looked at him, "It seems you've thought it over. Do you need anything? teacher can prepare it for you?"

Chen Chuan: "The Examination content stipulates restrictions on weapons and carried items, and how to deal with opponents, so I can only bring some necessary supplies and items to the wasteland."

He also understood this very well, because in that area, many things could be obtained. If there were no restrictions, then student would definitely have all kinds of unimaginable operations.

He even thought that there might be Examination officials secretly watching.

Cheng Zitong thought for a while and said: "I'll prepare it for you." He opened the drawer and took out a form for him, "This is the travel form. Please sign it by the way.

teacher is not sure when you will be back. What can be coordinated here is to use taking you out for Cultivation as an excuse, so I won't stay in the school during that time either. If you want to call, call this number..."

Cheng Zitong gave him another phone number and finally instructed: "Before you decide to leave, you can show your face at the school again, but during this time, try not to get involved in other things. Don't pay attention to anyone who calls you."