For a moment, they looked at each other.
Four eyes met.
In their eyes was nothing but shock and confusion.
"Lin Beichen... The nation..."
"What does all this involve?"
"Is it necessary to control the spread of information?!"
"To make it so tight and mysterious!"
...
...
Safety Bureau.
Conference Room.
Song Xiangdong and a number of leaders from the Safety Bureau were all present, including the middle-aged man who took a military helicopter to Imperial Capital University to retrieve Lin Beichen’s cultivation insights and experiences.
At this moment, the box containing Lin Beichen’s notebook was already open, placed right in front of Song Xiangdong.
Song Xiangdong lifted his eyes to scan the crowd, then turned the box so that Lin Beichen’s notebook faced everyone, and slowly said, "This notebook contains all of Lin Beichen’s insights and experiences in cultivation up to now. Now that we have it, we need to consider the next step: who will study it?"
No sooner had he spoken.
A leader said, "Director, I have considered this matter before. My thought is to select candidates from both the military and police to come to the Safety Bureau for studies."
Upon hearing his suggestion,
the other leaders nodded one after another.
"I think this suggestion is very good."
"I also think it’s good."
"..."
Like them,
Song Xiangdong also thought the suggestion was good, but immediately another problem arose.
He looked up and signaled everyone to quiet down, then said, "Selecting candidates from both the military and police is indeed a good idea, and I agree, but the problem is, what kind of people should be chosen? In other words, how do we know if someone is suitable to be a cultivator?"
"..."
Quiet.
The conference room fell silent all of a sudden.
The leaders of the Safety Bureau were dumbfounded.
This question had been asked to Lin Beichen before. Lin Beichen also answered, but the answer was too vague.
It could be understood, but was difficult to express in words.
There was no definitive standard!
A non-specific standard...
naturally makes selection a problem.
Moments later, a leader suddenly thought of something and suggested, "Why not let the military and police choose the people they think are outstanding and send them to the Safety Bureau, and then ask Lin Beichen to come and pick them personally?"
Hearing this,
Song Xiangdong’s eyes lit up. This wasn’t a bad idea!
He nodded approvingly and immediately decided, "Let’s do it that way."
Then, under the chairmanship of Song Xiangdong, the leaders of the Safety Bureau quickly settled more detailed issues.
Seeing everything was in order,
Song Xiangdong did not delay and immediately conveyed this message to the top leaders of the military and police.
Soon, almost simultaneously,
the local military districts and city police departments received such an order from their superiors—
[Select three warriors/police officers, with no restrictions, to report to the Safety Bureau no later than three days from now.]
"???"
Whether it was a local military district or a city police department, they were all bewildered upon seeing this order.
What is this about?
Selecting three people...
No restrictions?
It would be easier if there were selection criteria; they could just follow the criteria.
Having no restrictions is the most restrictive condition!
This made them feel quite troubled.
However, they soon caught the key point from the order—Safety Bureau!
Associated with the Safety Bureau...
No matter what it is.
It must be a big deal!
Thinking of this, they came up with an idea: regardless of restrictions, sending the three best individuals from their side would certainly not go wrong!
...
...
Imperial Capital University, Gymnasium.
There were no more onlookers around the gymnasium, and everything inside remained as before.
As if...
The Safety Bureau took away not only Lin Beichen’s cultivation insights and experiences but also everyone’s shock and confusion.
At this moment, Lin Beichen saw it was almost mealtime, so he said to the three still persisting in visualization, "It’s about time. Let’s go eat."
After speaking, he thought of something and asked, "Do you have classes this afternoon, will you come back?"
"President, look at you, getting confused."
Cui Dapeng laughed heartily and reminded, "Today is Saturday. If you come this afternoon, I’ll come too."
Saturday?
Lin Beichen realized that so much had happened in the past two days that he had forgotten the days.
After asking Li Shiting and Bai Yan, it was confirmed they would also come in the afternoon.
Lin Beichen decided to have lunch with the three, and then directly brought them back to the gymnasium.
He continued cultivating Thunder Skill while they persisted in visualization.
Soon.
Lin Beichen felt he had reached the upper limit of Thunder Skill cultivation for the day, so he stopped cultivating Thunder Skill and started practicing Shaolin Twelve-Legged Spring Kicks.
"Pa—!"
"Pa—!"
"..."
The moves were executed with great vigor!
The sound of each move was clearly echoing through the originally quiet gymnasium, reaching the ears of Li Shiting and the other two.
The three instinctively opened their eyes, only to see Lin Beichen finishing the last set of Shaolin Twelve-Legged Spring Kicks.
Cui Dapeng saw this and asked suspiciously, "President, why are you practicing martial arts?"
"This is part of cultivation."
Lin Beichen didn’t hide, explaining, "However, this is a matter for later. As for you, it’s not time to practice martial arts yet. You should first be able to visualize the energy I described before anything else. Don’t aim too high."
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"I see."
Cui Dapeng thought that he hadn’t even started yet, so he didn’t ponder much. He, Bai Yan, and Li Shiting continued with their visualizations.