Chapter 225

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

The Body Techniques, Combat Skills, Divine Arts, and Magic of the Saint Qiao Kingdom are all established on the foundation of the Magic Net; more accurately, they are established on the foundation of Source Energy.

Even existences like Holy Knights or Grand Mages have very little opportunity to come into contact with Source Energy, far from reaching even one-tenth of the degree Chen Yi enjoys. Precisely because of this, whether Combat Skills or Body Techniques, they are all unable to normally consume cleanly the Source Energy Chen Yi brought out from the Subway. This causes him, during cultivation, to naturally leak out trace amounts of Source Energy.

To him it is trace energy, but to these Body Technique Level 1-2 youngsters, it is a tremendous amount. Of course, the actual situation is also not as Lin Haitao imagined — that proximity alone suffices; the Body Technique types must also have some similarity — the final effect is determined by the degree of similarity between the two parties' attributes.

Chen Yi does not care whether others can achieve maximized effect; he merely trains these students with Body Technique Level 4 as the target.

The Naked Bear is naturally the fastest to break through among them. His talent does not count as good; it is merely because he is relatively proficient in Martial Arts that he had an early advantage. In addition, a solid foundation can slightly lower the bottleneck in the breakthrough from Body Technique Level 9 to Combat Skill Level, but that is all.

Applying Level 3 Luoti Divine Oil, in about three days the Naked Bear reached Level 4 standard, then advanced rapidly toward Level 5.

Cao Zheng is the second fastest student. His talent is quite good, and having Body Technique movements suited to him counts as luck; seizing the chance to train hard, his Body Technique level rose steadily. Moreover, he only used low-grade Luoti Divine Oil once; using Level 3 is simply like using missile science on a stove — the furnace fire surged upward, and in about a week he broke through to Body Technique Level 3.

The others also gritted their teeth and struggled hard. Da Yang and Xiao Zhu are no exception.

Especially the former; he has already confirmed beyond doubt that Body Technique will be a completely different skill, one that will inevitably change the way of physical training. Just the Military and Security Bureau alone — using Body Technique can save half the training time and double the training effect; not only can it raise the soldiers' overall quality, but with the remaining half of the time, whether continuing practice or continuing political education, both have considerable significance.

Of course, the Military has always been bureaucratic in style, or a place with strong traditional atmosphere; they may not rashly adopt new training methods, but small-scale promotion experiments absolutely have value.

Da Yang has almost seen a golden broad road flickering before him.

He thought with absolute certainty: Hall Master Chen locking me in the Martial Arts Hall is absolutely to promote his Martial Arts Hall.

A mutually beneficial matter, everyone is willing to do it; he cultivates desperately also to grasp the initiative later.

"If Body Technique Level 5 or Level 6, then Upper Management absolutely cannot discard me and choose another; there isn't enough time, but I spend a few months suffering in the Martial Arts Hall — one more day of training is one more day of capital. Just don't know when the Hall Master will report to the Director."

Thinking this, Da Yang moved a bit closer to Chen Yi.

He would not take the initiative to report upward. Reporting this unique method too early would be called frivolous; reporting too late… would instead let him grasp first-hand data and skills.

One month passed swiftly.

The Naked Bear reached standard Body Technique Level 4; the rest all reached Body Technique Level 3, among whom Cao Zheng even has the possibility of advancing to Body Technique Level 4.

However, Chen Yi remains unsatisfied.

Body Technique Level 4 is at most high-end special forces level; with the students' abilities, they would win close-range arena fights but lose in any complex scenario — it would not attract too much attention. Body Technique Level 3 is even more ordinary. The only difference is that others practice for two to three years, while the Martial Arts Hall students only needed two to three months — this is attractive, but merely attractive.

In Chen Yi's conception, Body Technique Level 6 is the level where strangers dare not enter, with room for free play, but even using all Level 3 Luoti Divine Oil seems unlikely to accomplish this task.

Considering the urgent need to expand the Martial Arts Hall, Chen Yi simply used Level 4 Luoti Divine Oil on the students. Even for a Body Technique Level 3 Knight, using Level 4 naked-body potion is quite dangerous, but this is the last resort. He could only try his best to provide Energy Recovery Potions; these two weeks passed without major issue.

Cao Zheng and Da Yang finally crossed the Body Technique Level 4 threshold; the students were still enthusiastic, but Chen Yi could not take it first.

Too tired.

Not to mention other things, he, a Combat Skill Level 8, forcibly cultivated to Combat Skill Level 9, which first made the Saint Qiao Kingdom's Knights exclaim in amazement.

Although Chen Yi has the opportunity to cultivate in the Subway and can bring out Source Energy, the difficulty of Combat Skill level is greater after all; in the same time to rise one level, the students only raised one Body Technique level, which naturally made him very unhappy.

This evening, he sat in the Room processing documents; because he rushed to continue cultivating, he could only chat with his dad and mom, handle some family-involved affairs, and the remaining time was pitifully little — truly so tense he couldn't even spare time for the toilet.

His hand urgently needed to reply to Tang Xiongfei's inquiry from Gold Source International, his feet urgently needed to go to the Wei Sheng Jian; Chen Yi, with an Intelligence Scroll pasted on, turned his thoughts and simply pulled out the Phantom Wand, shaking it twice in the Sky.

An avatar of Chen Yi appeared inside the Room.

It took away the unbearably urgent waste, went to the Wei Sheng Jian to handle it itself; Chen Yi could continue working with his whole body relaxed.

Besides recalling it being somewhat disgusting, this method is quite useful.

"Thirsty, help drink some water again." Chen Yi conveniently operated the picture-in-picture in his field of view.

The avatar instantly returned, bringing back absorbed moisture; Chen Yi took back the wand that had lost its Red Crystal, thinking secretly: Tens of thousands of Gold Coins per crystal, just for one toilet trip and one bottle of water — which golden toilet can be this arrogant?

He was still pondering whether to be pleased or regretful when his mom knocked from Outside: "Luo Xiaoshan is here, come out and see."

"The fatty returned?" Chen Yi stopped his work in surprise, hurriedly replied to the remaining two emails, and rushed downstairs.

Luo Xiaoshan is still as burly as ever; he looks like he was neither drained of essence by Southeast Asian sisters nor tanned stupid-black by the Sun Brother.

"Everything okay?" Chen Yi asked first.

"Good thing." Luo Xiaoshan smiled like he had been molested by the Sun Brother, took out a stack of documents from his briefcase, and said: "ATU has been sold for three days, you stubbornly had no time to sign, subordinates couldn't even see your face, so I had to come personally."

"Sorry sorry." Chen Yi took the documents to look, laughing: "I've been busy crazy recently; when did you buy a briefcase?"

Luo Xiaoshan let out a hehe sound, saying: "I see everyone carries this now."

"Only people without money carry it; capable people have others carry for them." Chen Yi said, signing his name, and asked: "One more company, the Malaysia acquisition is complete?"

"Profit 1.05 billion US Dollars, you kid really made a killing."

"You also have shares." Chen Yi laughed relaxedly, saying: "Inside there's still over 400 million, belonging to that Sultan."

"Total assets 2 billion, also quite formidable. Next, how do you plan to play it?"

Chen Father and Mother are both listening nearby; Fang Man Yi spoke first: "Luo Xiaoshan, seeing you so active, what about school courses?"

Luo Xiaoshan smiled with shifty eyes, saying: "This time I split several tens of millions, preparing to drop out."

"Drop out?"

"Yes." Luo Xiaoshan said firmly: "Such a good opportunity, missing it would be a pity; wait for Chen Yi to graduate, then I'll come back to study — still in time."

He really thought it through; the work Chen Yi currently entrusts him to do, on one hand is because of the Luo Family business relationship, on the other hand because Chen Yi cannot free himself.

Chen Yi smiled faintly, saying: "What does Uncle Luo say?"

"He agrees."

"Then it's settled." Chen Yi shrugged, saying: "Just right, I have matters needing you to run two trips."

"You say."

"I bought another Paper Production Line, relatively simple automated, all loaded on the Spaceship; I need you to help transport it to the Jiangbei Wharf District. Second, I want you to help me carefully search for one or two biological Laboratories in developed Europe and America countries, to sponsor."

"Sponsor what?"

"Biological cloning."

Fang Man Yi frowned as she listened and said, "What's the point of doing that?"

"I have use for it." Chen Yi said, spreading his hands. "Easy to say, hard to find. This time it's unpaid work."

"No problem, I don't care about money at all." Luo Xiaoshan said with full confidence. He had tens of millions of US dollars, whether as capital or as pocket money, that was not a small amount. As for saving up a dowry to marry a wife, his father had already prepared everything long ago; he didn't need to work himself to death for it.

"Then I'll wait for you." Chen Yi went to soothe his mother again.

Don't look at how Fang Man Yi was decisive and ruthless outside; once back home, she was still full of worry. Anything even slightly dangerous, she would consider back and forth.

Luo Xiaoshan chuckled secretly, pretending to watch TV.

The second week.

Chen Yi specifically flew to London to visit the high-salary workers working in the old paper mill.

When the factory owner had to bear losses of over 100,000 pounds every year, the old workers in the factory who could neither work nor had work to do, because of the union, received a salary of 12,000 pounds every year. This evil capitalist society just pushed capitalists to have no way out, and finally they had to beg and plead to sell the factory.

Chen Yi now became the owner of this old 1980s factory.

What he wanted was the old production process and the relatively standardized mechanical production process. Generally speaking, when this factory produced paper pulp transported from Canada, the technology was still satisfactory. In the factory director's words: "We are all experienced old-school people."

But that was just being experienced.

Chen Yi arrived at the factory and wasn't even interested in visiting the production line. Instead, under the pretext of expanding production scale, he asked the factory director: "Do you know anyone willing to go to North Korea to set up an integrated paper production line?"

"How could there be? Nobody is even willing to go to China."

"500,000 pounds as a settling-in fee, an annual fixed salary of 100,000 pounds, and up to 100% profit sharing?"

"Is that so... maybe there is."

Chen Yi brought the same questions and conditions, starting to ask workers at power plants and water plants. Some he asked directly using data cracked by his younger sister, others he asked through headhunters.

At the same time, he also slowly began to take over the raw material supply links of foreign factories.

Afterwards, raw materials were delivered to Jiangbei Wharf, then transported to the warehouse on Binjiang Road for storage, and then from the warehouse on Binjiang Road, transported to the West Continent. All links were legal, except for the last one, which needed some voluntary workers who would never return home, just like the high-salary staff at power plants, water plants, and paper mills.

Anyway, going to North Korea was much farther than going to the West Continent.

Chen Yi made up his mind and called Jin Douna: "Buy me the Jiangjing Modern Service Industry Cluster near Chen's Store."