Celestial Human Diagram-Chapter 125 - 113: Exchange Students

Five days later, a thick stack of documents was delivered into Chen Chuan’s hands. Gao Ming had arranged for a specialist from Mi’s Law Firm to deliver it by car to prevent the contents from being opened and leaked.

After signing for the package, Chen Chuan bid a friendly farewell to the firm’s employee and returned to his room. He used a knife to pry open the outer seal, then sliced through the inner sealed envelope before taking out the neatly bound documents inside.

He carefully leafed through them. On top was the file for the commoner student who had received a recommendation from Central City. However, Gao Ming was still investigating whether this person had a different background or if there was more to them than met the eye. The results were not yet in.

Besides this, there were also the simple information records on the Recommended Students from the various academies that Gao Ming had mentioned before.

With these, he could now go to Cheng Zitong and discuss whether to take the Defense Certificate assessment early. Gao Ming had prepared everything so thoroughly precisely because he understood this point.

But the most important item was another case file provided by Gao Ming. It was a case from two years ago, and the person involved was Lei Guangcheng, the director of the Yangzhi City Esoteric Review Bureau.

The Esoteric Review Bureau was the agency responsible for reviewing and managing various secret sects. Because the native sects of the Dashun Republic were constantly suppressed and dismantled, most had long since been broken up and absorbed. Now, many existed in name only, or perhaps only some ancient rituals and knowledge remained, with little binding power over their followers.

Therefore, the Esoteric Bureau mainly targeted Esoteric Buddhism and its followers that spread from abroad. It usually had a very low profile; if the case file hadn’t mentioned it, Chen Chuan wouldn’t have even remembered that such an agency existed in Yangzhi City.

The case wasn’t complex, but it was filled with many strange details.

Two years ago, this Director Lei was accused by his ex-wife of performing an evil ritual on his own child. This was a serious accusation, to say the least. For the director of the Esoteric Review Bureau to be performing a cult ritual—the higher-ups quickly dispatched special investigators.

Director Lei declared that he had done nothing to his son. He claimed the situation was a result of retaliation from cult members and that he had been trying to save his son’s life all along.

At the time, Mi’s Office was the one that handled the case and defended Director Lei. Through the maneuvering of the firm’s Litigation Masters, Director Lei was ultimately proven innocent.

However, the matter didn’t end there. Due to the impact of the case, Director Lei’s ex-wife managed to regain custody of their son. But then, something unexpected happened. Just half a month later, the director’s former wife died under mysterious circumstances.

Director Lei’s ex-wife came from a powerful family. When they learned of her death, they suspected Director Lei was secretly behind it and sued him again.

Mi’s Office took on the case again. The investigation turned up no evidence proving Director Lei was responsible, and he was once again cleared of all charges.

Afterward, Director Lei took his child back. He clearly had powerful connections; despite these two incidents, he remained securely in his position as director, seemingly unaffected.

While reviewing the files, Gao Ming also discovered many incredible signs on Director Lei’s son. There were faint traces of the supernatural involved.

This Director Lei had a strong background and had held the director’s position for over ten years. During the firm’s interactions with him, they discovered his personality was the type to clearly distinguish between gratitude and grudges. Therefore, Gao Ming believed that if they could help solve the problem with Director Lei’s son, they might be able to get a recommendation from the Esoteric Review Bureau.

Of course, he only made this suggestion because Chen Chuan had mentioned Cheng Zitong. If it were just Chen Chuan alone, he likely wouldn’t have the ability or knowledge to solve it, even if he knew about the situation.

After reading through all of this, Chen Chuan sat in his chair and thought for a moment. ’This matter involves a lot of things. I can’t be too presumptuous, and I can’t just trust what’s in the case files.’

’Besides, Director Lei is the head of a government department, after all. He’s not someone I can just approach casually. I’ll need an introduction from someone with a certain status.’

He glanced at the files on the desk a few more times, then straightened them up and put them away. ’Looks like I’ll have to wait until school starts to have a serious talk with Teacher Cheng Zitong.’

Ten days flew by. The vacation was coming to an end, and it was time for school to start again. Chen Chuan arrived at the school two days early, suitcase in tow.

He wasn’t the only one; most students chose to arrive early. Feng Xiaochi and Luo Kaiyuan were already there, but the last dorm room remained empty.

On the last day before the start of the term, the dorm supervisor came around knocking on doors, calling out, "Seventh floor, students from sections one to four, please come out. The academy has an announcement."

Hearing this, Chen Chuan opened his door and walked out. At the same time, the door across the hall also opened. Zhuang Zhi, Feng Sheng, and the others living there emerged, exchanged a few glances with them, and then walked on ahead, minding their own business.

Those guys from the opposite dorm, with the exception of Weidong, had all joined the Mutual Aid Association. They were either in the Wrestling Takedown Department or the Military Combat Department, so they usually had no interaction with Chen Chuan’s group, maintaining a state of mutual non-interference.

Weidong, however, walked over to them, falling in naturally with their group. It made it look as if they were the ones who were actually dorm mates.

The four of them arrived at the public training area in the middle of the seventh floor. Once all the students on that floor had arrived, the dorm supervisor said, "I have a few things to announce. A group of exchange students from Maka has recently arrived. They will be housed in the upper-layer dormitories.

"These students are here for an academic exchange and will also participate in some friendship ceremonies hosted by the Administrative Affairs Hall. Their foreign customs are different from ours, so if they do anything out of line, just ignore it. The teachers will step in to manage and handle the situation."

The students weren’t surprised to hear this. This sort of thing happened often. The Dashun Republic’s combat skills were among the best in the world, so foreign exchange students frequently came to visit.

The Maka People were from a small island country in the ocean with a population of just over a million. They had a good relationship with the Dashun Republic and would send teams over for academic exchanges every year or two.

It was also said that three hundred years ago, many Maka People had lived on this very land. Most of them had since assimilated into the Dashun Republic. For example, there were even a few teachers at the school with Maka ancestry.

Chen Chuan’s interest was piqued. ’When I was reading the files earlier, I learned that the Flying Head Sect actually originated from an esoteric sect of the Maka People. These Flying Heads have been appearing frequently lately. Is the arrival of the Maka exchange team at this time a coincidence?’ 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

While he was thinking, Zhuang Zhi suddenly spoke up. "Sir, if we get into a conflict with these foreign students and a teacher isn’t around, can we fight back?"

The dorm supervisor looked at him and frowned. "Conflict? As students of Wuyi, can’t you exercise some restraint? All you think about is using force to solve problems? We are the hosts. We can’t just bully others. You must endure when you have to."

An idea struck Feng Xiaochi. "Sir, what if it’s a mutual sparring session? Do we need to hold back?"

The dorm supervisor gave him a strange look. "Since it’s sparring, shouldn’t you show your true abilities? Otherwise, wouldn’t the exchange students have come for nothing? Wouldn’t that also be disrespectful to them?"

"Oh..."

The students exchanged glances, understanding completely. One of them even spoke up, "Right, right, we have to respect them."

The dorm supervisor then handed them a form, asking them to rate the teachers of the public and invitation-only classes they had attended in the first half of the semester.

Chen Chuan took the form, quickly ticked a few boxes, and handed it in.

He had actually attended one public class and one invitation-only class last year. But at least he had attended something. The student in the empty dorm next door hadn’t just not attended; they probably hadn’t even shown up at all. He had no idea where that person went for their mid-term and final exams.

After finishing his business there, the dorm supervisor walked off on his own. The students also dispersed. Some began to discuss the skill level of the exchange students, while others thought about proactively approaching them to see what foreign combat skills were like.

Chen Chuan walked back with Feng Xiaochi, Luo Kaiyuan, and Weidong. After chatting for a bit on the way, they each returned to their own rooms. Weidong also walked back alone toward his dorm.

Just then, Zhuang Zhi and his two companions also returned. Zhuang Zhi suddenly turned his head and said, "Weidong, you hang around with the guys from the opposite dorm all day. Have you forgotten we’re supposed to be a unit? I think you might as well go live over there. Isn’t there an empty room? It would be perfect."

Weidong said, "No need. It’s just a few steps away."

Feng Sheng chuckled. "It’s useless talking to him." He pointed to his own head. "He’s..."

Weidong suddenly looked at him. "You’re insulting me, aren’t you?"

Feng Sheng said, "Oh? And what are you going to do about it?"

Weidong cracked his knuckles together, eager for a fight. "How about I give you a beating? Or you can beat me up, that works too."

Feng Sheng narrowed his eyes.

Zhuang Zhi spoke up. "Let’s take care of business first." He glanced across the hall again and said, "There’ll be other chances." Feng Sheng shot Weidong a look before turning back to his own room.

Weidong, disappointed that a fight didn’t break out, muttered something to himself and returned to his dorm.

After returning to his room, Chen Chuan took his medicine and began his daily training. His current goal was the absolute First Limit.

Generally speaking, this was only a theoretical limit. It was impossible for a person to actually reach this level because the human body’s endurance was finite. The more drugs one took or applied to stimulate the growth of their Mutated Organization, the more harm they did to themselves.

Furthermore, using some drugs too often would cause the body to build up a tolerance. For example, the efficacy of the drugs he frequently took was steadily decreasing. Not to mention, he wasn’t someone with innate talent. To maintain his high rate of progress, he used far more drugs than others.

With the current drugs becoming less effective, he would have to use more potent ones. The problem was that the school had certain controls over these drugs. To prevent students from rushing for results and harming themselves, they weren’t made available to lower-year students who hadn’t reached the required level of progress.

Even if Cheng Zitong was willing to procure some for him, not only would the drugs be more expensive, but the quantity would also be limited.

However, he had discovered another path: the stimulation of his Mutated Organization by supernatural phenomena. If he ignored the unknown, persistent damage they inflicted on his body, their stimulating effect on the Mutated Organization was far greater than that of any drug.

Not to mention the cinema wraith from before, but just in the three days after dealing with the two Flying Heads, his Second Self had remained in a phantasmal state, continuously stimulating the growth of his Mutated Organization. Although it wasn’t for long, considering these were just ordinary Flying Heads... if he were to encounter the true Flying Head Root Source, what would that be like?

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