Chapter 8: Additional Investment

Zhou Yang chatted with Wu Tong as they walked, soon arriving outside a three-story standalone villa.

At this moment, an old man with graying hair was looking out from the second-floor balcony, and upon seeing Wu Tong and his companion arrive, he immediately waved from afar and called out, "Wu Tong, bring him up quickly!"

"Coming right up!"

Wu Tong acknowledged and quickly led Zhou Yang into the villa.

The second floor of the villa was spacious but somewhat empty.

Zhou Yang swept his gaze around and saw that in the second-floor hall, besides the graying-haired old man, there were several other people.

As he drove, he feigned displeasure and complained:

Zhou Yang guessed that he had already successfully detected his Spiritual Thought Power, so he was in a good mood.

He said "not bad" twice in a row, then his gaze fell on Zhou Yang as he asked seriously:

"Zhou Yang, are you willing to join my Jixian Wuguan early? Wu Tong has already told you about the conditions, right?"

"Go prepare the contract and change one clause: raise Zhou Yang's free quota for purchasing movement technique, guidance technique, and attack technique manuals to one hundred million. I'll cover the extra cost."

From this moment on, Zhou Yang truly became a member of Jixian Wuguan.

"You've got some nerve saying that—why didn't you tell me when something happened? What, you don't see me as a brother?"

Zhou Yang knew what he was talking about; Wu Tong had already told him on the way that if he agreed to join Jixian Wuguan early, he could choose any standalone villa in Yangzhou Cheng or the main urban area to live in.

It was clear that he seemed to be in a good mood, his tone carrying a cheerful note.

He took a deep breath and slowly relaxed his body.

The middle-aged man in Tang suit took the initiative to shake hands with Zhou Yang, and specifically emphasized with a smile, "By the way, my name is Zhuge Tao, young man, don't forget."

It wasn't until near evening that Zhou Yang returned home with his father, Zhou Yong.

Although he was also a War God-level Martial Artist, compared to the middle-aged man before him, there was a huge gap in both strength and status, so he was naturally extremely respectful.

Sure enough, Wu Tong beside him had already stepped forward and called out respectfully:

"Supervisor!"

"Yes!"

He had already guessed this person's identity in his heart.

Although Zhou Yang reaching a punch force of 4675kg at age 18 was rare, in a large base city like Jiangnan with nearly two hundred million people, a few geniuses of this level could still occasionally appear.

"Yes, Supervisor."

A heavy, powerful punch slammed into the punching target of the punch force tester, and everyone's eyes instantly turned to the tester's display screen.

"4675kg!"

Hearing the middle-aged man's arrangement, Zhou Yang was overjoyed inside, never expecting that this time he would actually get ahead of Luo Feng!

Not only had he joined Jixian Wuguan earlier, but he was also enjoying the generous treatment that Luo Feng had in the original story ahead of time.

As soon as he passed the Quasi-Warrior Assessment, he would be able to buy official manuals and start cultivating!

Without hesitation, he directly nodded and replied, "Supervisor, I am willing to join!"

At this, Zhou Yang also reacted and respectfully called out along with the others, "Greetings, Supervisor!"

The middle-aged man in Tang suit had a gentle attitude, nodded lightly, and asked casually:

As he thought this, he stepped forward and respectfully thanked the middle-aged man in Tang suit, "Thank you, Supervisor!"

"This should be Luo Feng's first angel investor from the original story—one of the four big shots of the Jiangnan Base City Jixian General Hall, Zhuge Tao."

After returning to Yangzhou Cheng, Zhou Yang was dragged by Wu Tong and some other Martial Artists from the Yangzhou Cheng Jixian Hall to celebrate for quite a while.

He stopped in his tracks, told his dad, and then picked up a set of car keys and walked back out the villa's front door.

"Hey, Yangzi, what made you think to call me?"

The middle-aged man in Tang suit and Zhou Yang signed their names on the contract one after the other.

For example, some people have parents who are both Martial Artists, so they are born with stronger Genes, a higher starting point, better Cultivation Resources and environment, and with a massive investment of resources, they naturally become much stronger than ordinary people.

After all the equipment was calibrated, Old Bai looked at Zhou Yang and called out:

"Zhou Yang, start the test. Test punch force first."

"Thud!"

"Mm."

"Old Bai, you all begin."

The graying-haired Old Bai and the others standing behind him respectfully acknowledged, then quickly walked to the side and turned on the switches for the punch force tester, speed tester, and various other instruments.

"Yes, Supervisor."

Of course, this standalone villa only came with residency rights and could not be bought or sold.

"Yes!"

Just before going upstairs, his mind stirred as he suddenly remembered something.

And in front of them, a middle-aged man in a black Tang suit stood casually, instantly drawing Zhou Yang's attention.

In addition, Jixian Wuguan would also provide him with two million in startup funds and three manuals—a movement technique, a guidance technique, and an attack technique—each priced at no more than fifty million.

The middle-aged man in Tang suit smiled faintly: "Haha, don't worry about such a small amount of money. Work hard, I have high hopes for you!"

At this moment, even the supervisor in the black Tang suit had a slight smile on his face.

Four of them were dressed in white suits, standing together with the graying-haired old man, all wearing serious and respectful expressions.

"Zhou Yang, welcome to the Jixian Wuguan family!"

On the way, he dialed Luo Feng's number, and after just a few rings, Luo Feng's voice came through.

After all, as staff of the Jixian General Hall, they had seen countless geniuses over the years.

Following Old Bai and the others' guidance, Zhou Yang continued with the subsequent tests, and soon the results of the speed test and neural reaction test came out as well.

At this moment, the woman in the white suit had already walked over with the printed contract.

Very good.

This youngster is Zhou Yang, right?

Don't say I've only seen 18‑year‑old senior soldiers; I've even seen 18‑year‑old warlords.

Speaking of Luo Feng, that kid should have been released from the detention center by now, right?

The woman in the white suit replied respectfully and then hurried off to prepare the contract.

At 18 years old, his punching power, speed, and neural response have already reached senior‑soldier standards. Not bad, very good!

Wu Tong responded respectfully.

Lao Bai and the others were slightly surprised, but only for a moment, and then they continued to invite Zhou Yang to proceed with the subsequent tests.

The supervising official smiled faintly, then said to the woman in the white suit standing beside him:

Zhou Yang gave a brief reply and slowly stepped forward.

The middle‑aged man in Tang attire smiled faintly and addressed the few people behind him:

In a certain instant, all his muscles contracted simultaneously, channeling a tremendous force forward through his arms.

Speed test result — 65 m/s.

Neural‑response test — intermediate‑soldier level excellent, senior‑soldier level passing!

After his line of questioning, Luo Feng on the other end of the phone felt a warmth in his heart and answered with a smile:

What are you saying? Of course we're brothers; it's just that this little matter doesn't require you to step in!

Stop the idle talk, send me your coordinates first; I'll go pick you up. The Martial Arts Academy has already forwarded your information to the detention center, and they'll release you right away!

(End of chapter)