Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups

"Heh heh, do you think you've won?"

Seeing that Fang Cheng did not acknowledge it, Chen Rui let out a laugh that sounded like a bellows being dragged:

"I don't know who you really are... but you have no idea how terrifying the Noah Organization is."

"It won't be long before you'll come down to join me too..."

Listening to his curse and grumbling, Fang Cheng remained noncommittal.

The words "I am frighteningly powerful" seemed to still buzz in his ears.

Subsequently, Fang Cheng shrugged and said:

"Since the Noah Organization is so powerful, can you introduce me to which experts in your esteemed organization can defeat me?"

"For example, what's the background of that Minister Luo?"

"Minister Luo?"

At the mention of this name, a complex look miraculously appeared in Chen Rui's gradually dispersing pupils.

Somewhat reverent, yet bearing a certain expectation.

"He... is a big shot with power and influence at the headquarters, a level 10 executive on the board of directors."

"Even Station Chief Feng in front of him, only qualifies to shine shoes and smile obsequiously, completely insignificant..."

Chen Rui gasped heavily, squeezing out words intermittently from his throat.

Then, a glimmer flashed in his dim eyes as he stared intently at Fang Cheng:

"Do you think I'm exaggerating, that a level 10 executive sounds like just one rank above level 9?"

"But in fact, you're completely wrong!"

"Oh, could it be that I'm mistaken?"

Fang Cheng nodded slightly, not refuting, only using suggestive words to guide him to continue speaking.

Chen Rui seemed very cooperative, desperate to showcase Noah's true terrifying strength before Fang Cheng, his adversary.

"The level 10 evaluation of Noah Organization members never considers seniority; it's entirely a reflection of strength..."

"If evaluated by the Special Search Team's system, it equates to an S-Class mutant."

"You must know, those domineering Senior Investigators, their qualification to join, is only at the A-level."

He said slowly, gasping heavily as he spoke:

"Even if you add up the entire Xia Country, including those aristocratic heirs, the number with that level of strength absolutely wouldn't exceed a hundred..."

At this point, Chen Rui's body twitched violently, letting out a painful groan.

He emitted a few broken gasps from deep in his throat, yet still endured the excruciating pain, continuing with an even hoarser voice:

"The gap between level 10 and level 9, S-Class and A-level..."

"The difference is like a chasm separating mortals from gods and demons. Only crossing this threshold counts as truly stepping into a brand-new world."

"At that tier, they can completely dominate above the government, ignoring secular legal rules."

"There's absolutely no need for you to hide because not many can threaten their lives..."

"Those so-called high officials and wealthy tycoons, politicians and financial magnates, are merely prey to be hunted at will in their eyes!"

Chen Rui paused again, struggling to catch his breath for quite a while.

His voice was already faint, yet inexplicably ignited a hint of fanaticism in his eyes:

"They even dare to venture into those terrifying forbidden zones that ordinary people avoid at all costs, hunting mysterious sources of contamination."

"Thereby attaining unimaginable accomplishments, with opportunities to touch that godlike strength..."

"When I joined the Noah Organization, my initial hope was also to reach that terrifyingly powerful level..."

After speaking, Chen Rui sighed softly, filled with deep unwillingness.

Like a mountaineer who fell exhausted just a step away from the peak, letting out that despairing and regretful lament.

Upon hearing this, Fang Cheng's eyes lit up, impulsively asking:

"Source of contamination, what does that mean?"

"Heh heh..."

Chen Rui let out a sinister, ambiguous laugh.

His head slowly drooped down, not answering, with a stiff, chilling arc at the corner of his mouth.

Fang Cheng's eyes narrowed, noticing the unusual ashen hue on the other's face.

Sensing something, he quickly extended his hand, grabbing Chen Rui's jaw, forcibly prying his mouth open.

Inside, a small black, partially dissolved object, mixed with the blood-spattered saliva.

Seeing this, Fang Cheng suddenly understood.

But it was already too late.

Clearly, just now, while speaking, Chen Rui had bitten through a deadly poison capsule hidden in his teeth.

The lethal venom had spread swiftly down his throat, eroding his tattered life at an alarming speed.

This man, although perverse in his actions, a complete lunatic, unexpectedly had a fierce determination.

Preferring to end his own life rather than die in humiliation at the enemy's hands.

Fang Cheng looked at Chen Rui's face, now utterly devoid of vitality, reflecting momentarily:

Did this guy deliberately say these words before dying to undermine my confidence, to shake my resolve?

Then he smiled gently, whispering:

"Too bad, you miscalculated."

With the panel I possess, how could I ever stop advancing because of a mere S-Class enemy?

As long as I'm given time, I can constantly grow stronger, surpassing all opponents I encounter one by one!

Fang Cheng released his grip, allowing Chen Rui's corpse to slide to the ground, then stood up straight.

His gaze quickly scanned the chaotic slaughterhouse, finally landing on the few shivering vicious dogs in the corner.

Having dealt with the prey, the next most laborious task awaited—fabricating the crime scene.

Moments later, a few sharp, heart-wrenching barks echoed abruptly in the slaughterhouse, then ceased abruptly.