Chapter 42: Chapter 42: For a One in a Million Chance
Editor: Noodletown Translations
(The third part is finished!)
The next day, Mu Fan slipped the sharpened, gleaming dagger into his military satchel and brought it to the Martial Arts Hall. Last night, after returning with his helmet, Mu Fan was relentlessly trained for two hours in the Battle Net by that perverse fighter, wielding only a metal stick that emanated a green glow!!! The character settings in the Battle Net confined his physical power, leaving him with no choice but to rely on personal skill to evade, but he had no way to escape from the flowery execution, dozens of times!!
Mu Fan had never encountered someone so twisted in real life, and he was nearly scarred psychologically. Now, standing in the training room, everything looked like that nightmare-inducing green-glowing metal short stick!
Fortunately, the Fighter Instructor told him they would soon teach him how to use this short stick. Mu Fan was currently in the strength training room, swinging the long-handled training hammer, with more weight blocks added compared to a few days ago!
Strength! Technique!! When techniques are evenly matched, use strength to crush. When strength is evenly matched, use technique to win!
After witnessing the skills a fighter demonstrated using the short stick, Mu Fan decided to rigorously train his strength…
There would definitely be a battle this afternoon, and Mu Fan wanted to seize the chance to improve even a tiny bit!
The fat brother also came over in the morning but had no intention of entering the Battle Net or watching videos. This peace-loving fat guy was living fine; how did he suddenly get targeted by someone?
The fat brother thought angrily, taking off his jacket and then unfastening the bulletproof vest inside, tossing it to the ground with a thud.
“Mu Fan!~~” Entering grievance mode, the fat brother raised his voice as he entered.
“Here.” Throwing down the training hammer, Mu Fan, drenched in sweat, walked out.
The fat brother pouted, “Mu Fan, last night I almost couldn’t sleep.”
Mu Fan opened his mouth, then thought better of it; he had slept soundly. He walked over and asked, “As long as you’re prepared for what needs to be done.”
Upon hearing this, the fat brother’s face crumpled, and a floodgate of complaints burst forth, “Mu Fan, you know what? My dad insists I take the military academy exam; I can’t pass it, okay? Then he tells me he’ll donate half the family fortune to get me in, so I got sent here, supposedly for pre-exam prep.”
The fat brother’s grievances overflowed, “I’m suffering here, but I don’t cry. If we train, so be it, meeting you was such a blessing, but now someone’s out to get me! What did I do to deserve this, what did I do!!”
While speaking, the fat brother held his heavy bulletproof vest, then bent down and pulled an unknown type of armor plate from his pant leg and tossed it on the ground.
“Don’t look at me like that. Can’t I fear death, fat brother?” Seeing Mu Fan’s look, the fat brother quickly retorted, “I still have two high-explosive bombs in my bag, you… what are you doing!”
Mu Fan jumped aside with the speed of a monkey. The fat brother was about to break down, urgently getting out his words, not giving Mu Fan a chance.
“Don’t run! The bombs aren’t live with the pin on! I told my dad about the situation; he put a tracker and an emergency distress signal on me. He didn’t dare send bodyguards, fearing they’d get spooked and run off, as a lot of information has already come out. He agreed to let me and you do it. He said after this is resolved, he’d like to invite you to visit our home!”
“Don’t refuse, my dad’s really rich. For next month’s Federation exams, if the circumstances are right, he can arrange for you to try them too.” Seeing Mu Fan’s curious gaze, the fat brother quickly finished his sentence.
“The Federation exams?” Mu Fan looked at Young Master Harry with bright eyes.
“Yeah, I assume my dad’s sending money to the A-level academy. You can come along and try; the chances are slim but there. If another B-level academy accepts you, that’s not bad either. Honestly, I don’t even want to go; I’d be the butt of the joke if I did. Alas.” The fat brother patiently explained to Mu Fan.
Academy, school! Mu Fan couldn’t even form this picture in his mind; like other peers, he yearned for it. He never expected to hear such news from the fat brother!!
“Next month on the 10th?” Mu Fan gritted his teeth as if making a decision.
“The 10th, on Purple Jade Star. Don’t think too much now, … just think about how I’ll survive tonight, sob sob~”
“Not on Loga Star?” Mu Fan continued to ask curiously.
“No… our planet isn’t qualified to host the exams. Don’t worry about it; let’s get through tonight first.” The more the fat brother thought, the more fearful he became, regretting his agreement yesterday afternoon.
Mu Fan’s eyes suddenly shone! His breathing quickened. A chance… to go to school!
His fists clenched tightly against his will, making them creak. His expression revealed uncontrolled excitement. Mu Fan looked down at the sitting fat brother and spoke forcefully, “Don’t worry, tonight, I’ve got it all covered!”
Mu Fan had no idea how difficult the exam the fat brother talked about was, nor did he know the playful fat brother himself wasn’t clear about the competition’s intensity and perverse difficulty. Having never left District 22, he aspired to compete with hundreds of thousands of candidates from nearby planets; if others knew, they would laugh out loud.
Ignorant of it all, Mu Fan eagerly prepared himself with high spirits.
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16:40.
“Whew, managed to dodge 13 out of 17 bullets at the 40th level,” Mu Fan whispered to himself as he emerged from the Gravity Room when the fat brother called him.
Now I have to find every possible way to enhance my strength! After another afternoon of training, Mu Fan had gotten quite adept at moving under four times the standard gravity,—keep pushing a bit longer, and he’d soon break through the 40th level.
Find Black after tonight is over!
Use the fastest, most direct way to bolster his strength!
Nodding to himself, Mu Fan collected his thoughts.
The fat brother was already fully armed over there and then gently buttoned his suit again. The fat brother with a carefree demeanor appeared before Mu Fan with nothing unusual in his expression.
If Mu Fan dared to face Young Master Wen head-on, why couldn’t the fat brother take on the robbers head-on?
Go for it!
When the fat brother got serious, he truly exemplified the essence of a business family to the fullest—two-faced.
Adjusting the dark red bow tie on his neck, the small fat brother tossed a light-gray valet uniform over.
“This is our family’s waiter uniform. If they are observing, they’d surely think I invited you to my house today. I’ve already informed the Martial Arts Hall.”
Mu Fan received the valet uniform. The material was soft and comfortable, arguably even better than the training clothes. Acknowledging inwardly that this seemingly careless fat brother indeed made thoughtful considerations.
Once both of them were ready, Mu Fan transformed into the guise of a young valet, lowered his head, and followed the fat brother out of the Martial Arts Hall.
“Hello, young master.” Uncle Wu had been waiting on the side and nodded inwardly when he saw Mu Fan’s reserved, respectful expression as he dutifully played the role of a genuine valet.
Mu Fan’s face remained calm as he bowed slightly, “Hello Uncle Wu, I’m Mu Fan.”
“Yes, get in the car.” After Uncle Wu spoke, Mu Fan had naturally opened the door for the fat brother.
Seven kilometers from the east gate of the city, hidden in the dense forest after a fork in the road, a tall and short person lay low, their camouflage blending with the surrounding vegetation.
The taller person looked at the palm-sized monitor in their hand and turned to say, “The fat guy brought someone from the Martial Arts Hall today, doesn’t he look like the kid you ran into yesterday? You really want to do this yourself; if the boss finds out, he’ll be pissed.”
The image on the screen was Mu Fan’s side profile as he bowed to respond.
The shorter person glanced over, chuckled, “This kid?! I checked him yesterday; he’s a newcomer in the Martial Arts Hall as a sparring partner—look at his build, even wearing a valet uniform, seems like the fat guy recruited him, probably just a playmate; just his bad luck. No need to worry, I’ll handle the boss.”
The shorter guy paid no heed to the not-at-all robust youth, thinking perhaps another person would die. He savored the stalk of grass in his mouth and sank entirely into the undergrowth.
The taller guy felt a twitch in his eyelids, suppressing an uneasy feeling as he pressed himself against the ground.
After this job, I’ll definitely quit!
At this moment, the floating car carrying Mu Fan and the other two had already left the city…