Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest

The next evening, Sun Xinhong found Wang Chen again.

Wang Chen wasted no words and directly took him to a training room in the Exceptional Insight Club.

The Exceptional Insight Club occupied an entire large community, with extremely comprehensive facilities and equipment. Just the large training rooms alone numbered over a hundred, far more than the few hundred members could ever use.

This training room had been rented by Wang Chen through Tang Mo, who was a board member of the Exceptional Insight Club. She gave him an extremely favorable price and a three-year lease.

Upon arriving at the training room, Wang Chen tossed a set of combat gear to Sun Xinhong: "Put it on. Let's spar for a bit."

Sun Xinhong's body skill and combat technique were at the level of an ordinary person. He hadn't even met the conditions for his first gene enhancement. So even though Wang Chen used less than a tenth of his strength, he still completely overwhelmed Sun Xinhong.

"I can't do this anymore—I'm going to die if we keep going!"

Exhausted to the point of collapse, Sun Xinhong lay sprawled on the ground, looking utterly defeated. "I'm so tired."

Wang Chen chuckled, removed his gloves, and pulled Sun Xinhong up by the arm.

He slapped Sun Xinhong's back with his palm.

Spiritual Energy infusion!

Caught off guard, Sun Xinhong's body convulsed like he'd been shocked by electricity, trembling uncontrollably and nearly foaming at the mouth.

After a moment, Wang Chen withdrew his hand.

Sun Xinhong collapsed once again, his eyes rolling back as if his spine had been drained dry.

But surprisingly, he quickly got up, his expression full of amazement: "Wang Chen, what was that move?"

Only half a minute ago, he had been exhausted and sore to the bone. But after Wang Chen's slap, it felt like he'd downed an entire jug of energy drink, his body rapidly recovering.

"You could call it my superpower," Wang Chen said, not elaborating further. He thought for a moment and said, "I've already got a basic understanding of your physical condition. I'll teach you three moves for now. Practice them for a while and see the results."

Wang Chen had just used his Spiritual Energy to examine Sun Xinhong's physical state, stimulating his muscles and bones in the process.

To some extent, he had even activated Sun Xinhong's latent potential.

"So soon?"

Sun Xinhong was stunned, hardly able to believe his ears.

Wang Chen replied casually, "It's nothing special."

He wasn't sparring with Sun Xinhong for entertainment. Rather, his aim was to evaluate the latter's physical fitness, reaction speed, and other factors.

Leveraging his Spiritual Energy for deeper examination, Wang Chen quickly identified the issues in Sun Xinhong's body at a glance.

Wang Chen searched his memory and soon matched Sun Xinhong with an appropriate body refinement technique.

Of course, he needed to adapt it to Sun Xinhong's specific circumstances.

For Wang Chen, that was an easy task. But for Sun Xinhong, it felt like witnessing a miracle.

If it hadn't been for Wang Chen's earlier demonstration, Sun Xinhong might have suspected him of being a fraud!

One lesson wasn't long, but it was enough for Sun Xinhong to learn the moves and breathing technique Wang Chen had taught him—the difficulty wasn't particularly high.

Would this really work, though?

Sun Xinhong remained skeptical, but because Wang Chen hadn't charged him a single Star Currency for this session, his doubts could only stay buried for now.

"Practice well when you go back."

Wang Chen instructed, "If you see results, come back to me. If there's no progress, our deal is off. That's it."

Sun Xinhong instinctively nodded, "Alright, I'll head out now."

But as soon as he stepped forward, he lost his balance and fell flat on his face.

Fortunately, the training room's floor was made of special materials with elasticity and cushioning properties, sparing him from a bruised and bloody nose.

However, Sun Xinhong realized with shock that his entire body was heating up and his muscles were swelling. Inside his bones, it felt as though countless ants were crawling—aching, itching, and tingling all at once. Sweat seeped heavily out of his skin.

This kind of reaction usually only occurred after the conclusion of extreme physical exertion.

Yet Sun Xinhong didn't recall the effort of practicing Wang Chen's three techniques being particularly exhausting. Why was he in such a state?

"Stay here and rest for a while..."

Wang Chen smiled, "I'm heading off. Next time you come, don't forget to bring Star Currency and energy drinks."

Of course, Star Currency didn't need to be carried around; Wang Chen was merely reminding Sun Xinhong—the first lesson was free, but starting next time, it would be 10,000 Star Currency per hour.

On top of that, he'd need to prepare for fifty lessons upfront.

Not having enough Star Currency was definitely out of the question!

Sun Xinhong lay on the ground, watching Wang Chen leave. Suddenly, a wave of realization hit him.

It seemed inevitable that he'd have to drain his bank account!

As for Wang Chen, he didn't care what thoughts were swirling in Sun Xinhong's mind. The bait had been cast; whether Sun Xinhong bit or not was inconsequential. There were plenty of big fish in the First Military Academy, and certainly no shortage of those who knew true value.

From there, Wang Chen began his Full Virtual Mech Combat courses.

Earlier, Wang Chen had undergone basic combat mech training at the battle simulation base. Full Virtual Mech Combat expanded the learning and training scope to include weapon systems, defense systems, electronic systems, and various other domains.

Though such training was virtual, the First Military Academy's full virtual equipment was leagues beyond ordinary Star Net simulators.

The full virtual machines could perfectly replicate combat mech data and performance in diverse environments.

And the equipment boasted over 99% mapping accuracy to the user's physical fitness, response time, and tactical level, creating an almost seamless reflection.

From close-quarters combat to long-range strikes, from landing operations to boarding skirmishes, from large-scale maneuvers to solo infiltration missions...

Everything reached the level of near-real combat!

In these high-intensity lessons and training sessions, the individual capabilities of the Mecha Combat Department's first-year students were quickly stratified. The strong became exceptionally formidable, while the weak...

Were inevitably doomed for elimination.

For Wang Chen, every day brought new knowledge and insights. The more he learned, the more acutely he recognized his own shortcomings.

Immersed in this rigorous process, Wang Chen almost forgot about Sun Xinhong.

Until the second-year military psychology student sought him out once more.

Wang Chen wasn't surprised, merely confirming one last thing: "Have you made your decision? Let me reiterate—lesson fees must be fully paid upfront. No refunds for early withdrawal."

He had already given a substantial discount; refunds simply weren't up for negotiation.

Sun Xinhong nodded vigorously, "I've made up my mind."

It wasn't a rash decision; rather, he had genuinely experienced the benefits and felt assured in his choice.

Sun Xinhong immediately transferred 50,000 Star Currency to Wang Chen, paying for fifty lessons.

With this lump sum in hand, Wang Chen's gaze toward him softened considerably.

This venture might actually take off!

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