Chapter 263 Foreign Object

When Chen Chuan drew out his knife again, he suddenly stopped because he remembered something. The academy's rules prohibited students from bringing field interference objects or abnormal disturbance objects into public areas.

Field disruptors are basically special organisms and groups of organisms, and no matter whether they are ghost stories, esoteric rituals, or field disruptors, they are all classified as abnormal disturbances.

He didn't know what this thing was. Although the dormitory academy considered the students' private space, if it disturbed them too much, they would definitely come to the rescue, and they wouldn't deduct points from their evaluation because of it.

So he thought about it and stopped drawing his sword. He decided to learn the moves from Teacher Zheng first, and then find a place to see what this thing was after he finished.

An hour later, a voice rang out in my ears: "The teaching demonstration is about to end. If you need to extend the time, please increase your personal evaluation score."

The figure in front of him shook for a moment and then disappeared, and the training room returned to its previous state.

Chen Chuan felt that Teacher Zheng's swordsmanship was very interesting. It was a swordsmanship that could mobilize alienated tissues and breathing methods just by practicing sword moves.

There should be a combination of different strengths here, and this effect can be achieved by relying on the sword moves themselves. From the perspective of fighting training alone, it is many times better than the heavy-slashing sword technique. However, the latter is a practical sword technique, and this one focuses more on self-training.

However, if there is a way to practice, there must be a way to fight. He is looking forward to learning from Teacher Zheng.

He walked out of the private training room and glanced at his second self. After the previous battle with Xiong Jianyi, he felt that not only had the overlap time of his second self increased, but his second self's strength was also approaching his at a faster pace.

Fighting is indeed the most direct way to strengthen the resonance between him and his second self. Now that he has accepted the support and training of the Processing Bureau, he will probably have no shortage of such opportunities in the future.

After he got outside, he tidied himself up a bit, then walked out of the dormitory holding the Xuejun Sword and walked out of the Xuangong Building. After thinking about it, he simply took the tram and went directly to the remote area where Teacher Wu lived that day. Almost no one came here, and there were no tall buildings around, so no one could see him.

He walked to a collapsed building, and this time without hesitation, he pulled out the Xuejun Sword. At the same time, strong signs of emptiness appeared on his body.

He held his sword in front of him and took a look. There seemed to be nothing unusual.

only……

He then stretched out his other hand and placed it on the back of the knife. He then picked it up and slowly pulled it outward. Strands of crystal silk threads appeared in the place where there was nothing originally. After this thing came out, it slowly spread out, and then expanded to the entire area where he was standing, and then spread outward.

This thing is like a soft silk thread, or like drifting white mist. When it floats, there is a sense of beauty like clouds rolling and unrolling, but at the same time, the invasion becomes more intense.

He could feel that the overlap time with his second self was shrinking at an extremely fast rate, which was comparable to touching those difficult weird stories at close range.

What is this?

This didn't seem like a strange story, but it had an obvious invasive effect. He was sure that if there was no special way to restrain it, once this thing leaked out, ordinary people around it would not survive for long.

In just a short while, these white mists floated upwards and seemed to be spreading outwards. The invasion was also intensifying. Under this interference, the boundary was no longer effective at all.

He felt that he could not let it go any longer. When he was thinking about how to put it away, the Xuejun Sword seemed to sense his intention and shook slightly. All these wisps of white mist retreated back to the sword again. In a short moment, they all disappeared, and the signs of emptiness around them also faded until they disappeared.

Chen Chuan took a look at the Xuejun Knife. The red line on the back of the knife seemed to be flowing at this moment. He judged that this thing might have pierced Xiong Jianyi's body, causing it to merge into him. Now it seems that the two seem to have merged into one.

He didn't know what this was, but he could feel that it seemed to be a good thing for Xue Jundao.

He had been trying to strengthen the connection between the two, and now the feeling was obviously closer. It was obvious that the alienated tissue in the knife had been stimulated by something and grown.

He thought about it and realized that this thing was obviously related to Xiong Jianyi. However, judging from Gong's later action of being so impatient to kill Xiong Jianyi, it might also be related to this.

It is more likely that Gong's actions this time are all due to this thing. This thing must be extremely important. If this is the case, this matter may not be over yet.

But no matter what it is, now that it's with him, there's no reason to return it.

He sheathed the Xuejun Sword and left.

This time he did not go back to Xuangong Building. Since he was out, he decided to go to the teacher recommended to him by Ni Qianqian.

He had checked the address before. The teacher's teaching place was located in Motie Mountain, one of the famous high-end luxury residential areas in the central city. It was the residence of most of the central city's government officials, company executives and cultural celebrities. The teacher could live there, so it was obvious that he had an extraordinary status.

He first contacted the teacher with the contact information, and communicated with a person who seemed to be a housekeeper. The person on the other side said that he could come now, so he took the tram directly to Motie Mountain.

At this moment, in a certain headquarters of the Central City Processing Bureau, a young man with long hair and colored contact lenses walked out of a building, walked to the square, looked around, and when he saw that no one was disturbing him, he opened the interface to communicate.

After a while, the call was connected and a cold voice came from the other end, "An Cheng, what's going on?"

An Cheng said, "Did you hear? That new guy passed the cooperation mission on his first try."

"Did you pass? So what?"

"Nothing serious, it's just that the bureau seems to value him very much. I just want to remind you that there is one more competitor."

"Do you know his background?"

An Cheng's lips curled slightly as he passed on some public information about Chen Chuan that he had obtained through investigation.

After looking at it, a surprised voice came: "Civilian students?"

An Cheng warned, "Don't underestimate him. To be able to get a place in the central city with this identity is not easy, very difficult."

The voice on the other end said, "You don't need to remind me. I certainly won't underestimate him. The Bureau won't make a mistake. Otherwise, what would we be? Besides, in Central City, how much can our original status and identity play a role? How different are we from ordinary people?"

An Cheng said, "That's fine. You know, the resources provided by the Processing Bureau may seem the same, but some opportunities are taken by one person and not by others. And those who take more... can get more."

"You're telling me this because you have some idea, right? Tell me what you want to do."

"Here's what I'm thinking: we can share information. I believe you've been in the Bureau for so long, so you should know a few people, right? If there's an opportunity, take the initiative. If there's a chance, we can grab it first, and then we can decide how to distribute it between the two of us to avoid us competing and giving others an advantage.

Let's get rid of him first, what do you think?"

The other party didn't say anything immediately, as if considering it. After a while, he said, "Okay."

There are only so many opportunities. If they take them, there will be less for Chen Chuan. Never mind whether they are capable or not. As long as they are always the ones doing the work in the front and can do it well, the people above them will get used to you doing it, which will achieve the purpose of invisible exclusion and suppression.

An Cheng smiled and said that this was fair competition. If the student had any way, he could come and compete with them.

Although they arrived half a semester earlier and seemed to have an advantage, it seemed a little unfair, but there is no fairness in this world. There are only invisible boundaries. If you can't cross them, you will be trapped in your original circle.

He came to the central city from a local city, jumped out of his original circle, and now he wants to move to a higher circle, so he must find ways to use all his strength to climb up.

Those who get in his way must be driven away.

The voice on the other side said at this time: "But have you forgotten one thing?"

An Cheng asked, "What did you forget?"

"No matter how hard we try, only if we reach the third limit will we truly receive the attention of the Bureau. Only then will they double their resources and grant us more opportunities. But if he reaches the third limit early, then everything will be in vain."

An Cheng laughed, "Don't worry about that. I've inquired through internal channels and his potential isn't very high. Although I don't know the specific value, the fact that he can tell us that speaks volumes.

Besides… we arrived half a semester earlier than him, and we’re still outperformed by him. So, don’t dwell on it. It’s better to just admit defeat as soon as possible.”

The person on the other end heard his sarcasm and just said, "I hope you will always be so confident," and ended the call.

After taking the tram for more than an hour, Chen Chuan finally arrived at the Motie Mountain area. When he came out of the station, he could see mansions and high-rise buildings on the distant mountains. The combination of modern and ancient styles was unexpectedly harmonious. Not only was the greening level here much higher than other areas, but the light and shadow effects were also very subtle.

Various flowers are planted on both sides of the road, and the air is exceptionally fresh. Everything you see, whether it is the clean streets or the distribution of shops, buildings and public facilities on both sides, is very aesthetic and very comfortable to look at.

Upon learning that he was coming, the teacher sent a special car to pick him up, bypassed the numerous security checks, and took him directly to his lakeside manor, where he was taken to an antique-style living room to wait.

Not long after, a handsome young man, under thirty, walked in. He was dressed in a traditional lanshan (longshan) traditional costume, with his hair tied in a bun and a royal blue headband. He had a cool and aloof demeanor, like a noble scholar from a bygone era.

From the rhythm of movement displayed by Chen Chuan's body, it can be seen that this person should be a very skilled fighter, but there seems to be a slight disharmony in some parts of his body.

The young man looked straight at him and said, "Why, are you surprised?"

Chen Chuan could sense that the other person's expression was lukewarm, but in fact he was very sensitive, so he said frankly, "Indeed, I thought the teacher would be an old man, but I didn't expect the teacher to be so young."

The young man's expression softened a bit, and he said, "Although I'm not much older than you, you don't have to worry about me not being able to teach you. That's unless you don't study hard or you don't have the talent."

At this time, Chen Chuan saw a message coming from Jieping. He took a look and found that it was a brief file of the person in front of him.

This man, Cao Guiqi, was only 26 years old, not much older than him. However, since the Management Bureau recommended him to guide him into the third level, he must be at least at this level himself.

"Sit down."

Cao Guiqi greeted him, and after he sat down, he also sat down opposite him and said calmly: "I was also a graduate of the General Hospital. You can call me senior. Because I once owed a favor to the Bureau of Processing, they recommended you to study here, so I agreed.

I will help you enter the third level, but beyond that, it has nothing to do with you, so you don't need to think of me as your teacher."

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(End of this chapter)