Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups-Chapter 359 - 238_2

One by one, like sharks smelling blood, they flocked into the small Mist Mountain.

It seems that the Golden Benba Bottle is in the hands of the Lu Family, and it’s no longer a secret but known news.

The Professor sensed something unusual, so he asked Lin Chuqiao to divine and predict again to specify the target.

Unexpectedly, once the prediction was made, the situation became even more bizarre and eerie.

After pondering for a moment, the Professor’s gaze flickered, and he picked up his phone to dial a number.

After a few rings, the call was connected, and he spoke first:

"Monkey, how’s the situation on your side?"

"No movement within the mansion, but the other teams in the woods are quite restless. I’ve observed frequent movements, and there are more people than yesterday."

There was a brief silence on the other end before a deep and decisive voice answered.

"Stay alert, watch your safety, and report any situation immediately."

The Professor furrowed his brows slightly, gave the instruction, and then hung up the phone.

He tapped his fingers lightly on the table, making a rhythmic "da da" sound, seemingly contemplating a very important question.

The room suddenly fell silent, everyone looking at him, waiting for him to speak about the next step.

After a moment, the Professor suddenly raised his head and looked at Lin Chuqiao, his eyes flashing with unusual light:

"Xiao Chu, do you think there’s a possibility that the Lu family’s secret inheritance realm is actually hidden in Mist Mountain?"

Li Dingjian and the others were taken aback, evidently unaware of what the Professor meant by "secret inheritance realm."

Lin Chuqiao slightly furrowed her brows, thought for a moment, and said:

"It’s possible. The old house of the Lu Family is in Wanghu Town, and two years ago they bought the entire mountain and some sensational stories were spread."

"Moreover, as far as I know, the Lu Family has had quite a few issues in recent years, with internal unrest. Perhaps this time they’re using the Golden Benba Bottle as bait, attracting outsiders to seek treasures, which might be linked to their family secret realm."

"That makes sense."

Seeing that Lin Chuqiao’s thoughts aligned somewhat with his own, the Professor’s expression slightly relaxed, a determined glint flashing in his eyes:

"If the means relied upon by the other side is merely using the family secret realm to set up a labyrinth, our team has four spiritual ability users, which won’t be too disadvantageous in this respect. In fact, we might have the upper hand compared to other teams."

Bai Ling and Big Hammer listened in confusion, feeling like the two were speaking in riddles.

Li Dingjian seemed to remember some past affairs, vaguely making guesses.

The Professor did not explain further, he continued to tap his fingers on the table, pondering for a while, muttering to himself:

"Looks like the plan needs a slight adjustment."

Then, he swept his gaze over everyone, asking in a deep voice:

"Monkey is already lurking in Mist Mountain, observing movements from a fixed point. How’s the task I assigned you yesterday progressing?"

"Professor, I’ve been diligent these past two days, training rigorously. When the time comes, I guarantee I can mimic convincingly." fгeewebnovёl.com

Bai Ling responded crisply, her face brimming with confidence:

"Now we just need more information on the mimicked targets. If I could have more detailed information about key figures at the mansion, I could be better prepared."

Lin Chuqiao then took out a stack of printed documents from the briefcase, speaking methodically:

"All the information collected about the Lu Family is here. Everyone can get familiar in advance. It covers the main personnel structure, industrial layout, and their activities in real estate development in Mist Mountain over recent years. It’s important for us to understand the enemy."

Saying this, she reached out and distributed it to everyone.

The Professor received the information, quickly flipped through a few pages, and nodded slightly.

Li Dingjian spoke up:

"I’ve already contacted trusty old friends. The boat is docked at the pier, ready to leave Xia Country anytime. The supplies on the boat are enough to sustain us for a while, and ample fuel ensures that even if unexpected situations arise, there’s no need for excessive worry."

"Good."

After listening to the task execution situation, the Professor said solemnly:

"This operation poses significant risks. We are facing the formidable Lu Family. Any misstep could mean there’s no place for us in East Capital in the future."

"Therefore, before the operation begins, we must consider every aspect, resolve concerns, and then we can go all out."

After pausing, the Professor slightly raised his chin, revealing determination and resolve in his gaze:

"I decided that the original plan will continue as usual, but to prevent unforeseen circumstances, we need a backup Plan B to ensure that regardless of success or failure, we can safely retreat."

He then described the preliminary framework of the plan that he had just conceived in his mind briefly and concisely.

Everyone nodded frequently as they listened, their eyes shining, increasingly impressed by the Professor’s foresight.

For a while, everyone opened up, making up for any gaps and perfecting the plan together.

Unknowingly, the clock hands moved past several marks, it was near midnight.

Outside the window, the night was as dark as ink, sparse were the lights.

"Alright, today’s meeting ends here."

The Professor stood up, gazing sharply at everyone, making the final reminder:

"B Plan is our ’safety valve,’ crucial to saving everyone’s lives in a key moment. It cannot be sloppy. I will implement it together with Big Hammer and Monkey."

"For the next two days, rest well, recover your spirit, and wait for my call at any time. Meeting adjourned!"

Everyone gradually rose, leaving with different moods, either excitedly or nervously saying goodbye.

Lin Chuqiao picked up her bag, looking at Li Dingjian walking ahead with a trace of hesitation on her face.

She couldn’t help but feel conflicted.

Should she tell Fang Cheng about this? Or tell Li Dingjian about Fang Cheng’s extraordinary abilities?

After all, if Fang Cheng were involved in this operation, the success rate would certainly increase significantly.

Though the Professor’s plan is meticulously comprehensive, what we are facing is ultimately a powerful well-established family.

The process must be fraught with danger, not smooth sailing. The more assistance, the better guarantee of safety.

Lin Chuqiao opened her mouth, then decided against it.

Both the nephew and uncle keep secrets from each other; if she were to speak rashly, it would seem nosy.

Lin Chuqiao gently shook her head, recalling the man who always gave her a sense of reliance, with a hint of self-mocking smile on her lips.

Then she suppressed her thoughts, took out her keys, and walked towards the car parked on the nearby street.

Her boots struck the ground, making a crisp sound, becoming part of the urban nightscape in the guise of a modern woman.

Meanwhile, on the other side of town, in a luxurious hotel room.

Fang Cheng had just enjoyed a hot bath, standing up from the bathtub.

Amidst the hazy steam, he stretched his freshly worked-up body comfortably, with bones making soft "crack" sounds.

Suddenly, a sneeze came out abruptly.

Fang Cheng rubbed his nose, with his lips slightly upturned, muttering to himself:

"Who is thinking of me now?"

This must be a good thing!

Ever since absorbing all those troublesome "mental obsessions," increasing his spirit attributes by 2 points.

Fang Cheng scarcely heard those whispers resembling prayers or ghostly murmurs during meditation and daily life.

Though the ears were much quieter, actual gains have also inexplicably reduced.

According to the spiritual cultivation technique taught by the mysterious person:

"Spiritual cultivation is like thunder in a valley, wave after wave, incessantly exchanged in heart, connecting to the other world."

"Everything that is never forgotten, must echo in response..."

Fang Cheng pondered.

Perhaps if more people think of me, the incoming consciousness attracted and attached by the Spiritual Fire will increase.

Then, naturally, my spiritual power will also grow a bit.

The warm yellow light cast on the robust body, highlighting clear muscle lines.

After toweling off, Fang Cheng casually put on a loose bathrobe, walked to the window, and gently opened a corner of the curtain.

Gazing at Yulong Lake under the moonlight, his thoughts gradually drifted away.

At this moment, indeed many were thinking about Fang Cheng.

Among them were those staying in the same hotel.

In a certain suite, late in the night, the lights remained bright.

Three people sat on the sofa, staring at each other, the atmosphere slightly tense.

"Black Wolf, who is the person you’re talking about?"

Someone suddenly asked.