freeallnovels Chapter 1322 - 640
Chapter 1322 - 640
The heavy curtains hung tightly, completely blocking out any outside light sources.
The sound of waves crashing against the shore in the distance, with a unique rhythm, drifted faintly alongside the summer night breeze.
The bedroom felt like a deep, dark ocean, where only the vague outlines of simple furniture arrangements could be discerned.
Fang Cheng sat cross-legged in the center of the bed, his back straight as an arrow, his hands naturally resting on his knees.
His chest rose and fell minutely, and his breaths were spaced so far apart that they almost seemed to vanish.
He appeared to merge with the surrounding darkness, entering a deep state of meditation.
"Beep beep beep—beep beep beep—"
The electronic clock on the bedside table lit up with a green glow, emitting a crisp ringing sound.
The time displayed on the clock read exactly 4:00.
Fang Cheng abruptly opened his eyes.
In that instant, it felt as if a silent lightning bolt sliced through the dim bedroom.
Two substantial gazes shot out from his pupils.
The surrounding furniture and the paintings on the walls were illuminated for a moment before re-submerging into the shadows.
This was a sign of his spirit being condensed to the utmost, thus being released.
It perfectly aligned with the legendary high level of martial arts, "Void Generating Electricity."
"Whew—"
Fang Cheng took a deep breath, retracting the true qi circulating within his body.
He then turned over and got out of bed, reaching out to silence the alarm clock.
Barefoot, he walked step by step across the solid wood floor to the window, grasped the edge of the curtain, and pulled it wide open.
His view immediately became expansive and clear.
Outside, rows of apartment buildings stood quietly in the night.
The coastal road was deserted, with only rows of streetlights casting soft, yellow glows.
The night sky was clear, unblemished by clouds.
The myriad stars spilled down, reflecting on the vast sea, breaking into shimmering silver scales as the waves rolled.
"Another nice day."
Fang Cheng murmured to himself.
He then raised his arms over his head, stretching his waist and back with force.
His limbs and bones immediately released a series of cracking sounds, while his dormant muscles gradually awakened.
After the celebratory feast, he stayed in Wanghu Town for two days.
Afterward, he used work as an excuse to move back to Sea Sky Garden alone.
There were many elders at his grandfather’s place, each with different routines, inevitably restricting him.
Living alone allowed him to train freely, without interference.
There was less than a week left until he officially joined the Special Search Team on the 20th.
Once he donned that uniform, daily tasks would surely abound.
Plus, with the Illuminati newly established, there was a mountain of work waiting for him to handle.
At that time, it would be nearly impossible to live as leisurely as now.
During this rare downtime, he had to focus entirely on training without distractions.
It would be best to fully break through the skills stuck at bottlenecks and upgrade them all smoothly.
Having completed his stretching exercises, Fang Cheng gazed coldly at the rolling waves in the distance.
The current situation was far from clear, especially since the threat from the Ideal Land had not been completely eliminated.
Previously at Jinshui Fish Market, he and Lin Chuqiao had chatted on the rooftop.
Lin Chuqiao mentioned a recent strange experience, feeling like someone was secretly following her when she went out.
Although she didn’t find any concrete stalker, she was quite confident in her Spiritual Perception Power.
The eerie feeling of being watched was unmistakable.
Yet after she remained guarded for two days, the feeling of being monitored inexplicably disappeared.
Upon hearing this, Fang Cheng immediately connected the incident with the Ideal Land.
He promptly advised Lin Chuqiao to be extra vigilant, telling her to contact him immediately through "Spiritual Resonance" if anything unusual was detected.
Lin Chuqiao readily agreed.
Despite that, Fang Cheng knew clearly in his heart.
Against serpents lurking in the shadows, mere caution and defense were futile.
The only reliable way to truly protect those around him was to continuously elevate his own strength and gain more confidence.
He must become strong enough to make all hidden enemies tremble.
Strong enough that merely hearing the name "Fang Cheng" would strike fear into them, making them abandon any thoughts of probing.
That was the one-time solution to dealing with danger.
Fang Cheng’s eyes lowered slightly, his gaze falling on the nearby cluster of apartment buildings.
Speaking of which, after the banquet, Wei Zheng specifically reminded him that the Internal Investigation Department was secretly scrutinizing everyone related to the West Mountain fitness test.
Yet days had passed, and his life remained calm, with no suspicious people questioning him, let alone tailing him.
On the contrary, Ma Donghe reported recently that two agents had visited him, questioning him for a full hour.
Fortunately, Ma Donghe had memorized the prearranged testimony and narrated the encounter with the mutant wild boar vividly and flawlessly.
From Ma Donghe’s smug tone over the phone, he had fooled the Internal Investigation Department into dismissing their doubts and leaving smoothly.
Fang Cheng shook his head slightly.
A little thought, and he understood the reason.
It must be Director Lu Tianming behind the scenes.
Not only did he deliberately go easy during the investigation, but he also removed Fang Cheng’s name from the scrutiny list.
Perhaps it was a gesture of goodwill, or maybe he feared that a loose tongue would expose him.
Standing by the window, Fang Cheng quickly sorted through the complex affairs of the past few days in his mind and then withdrew his thoughts.
He gazed at the still dark night outside the window, slightly clenching his fist: