Chapter 874: Chapter 874

After hanging up the clothes, Fang Cheng picked up the broom in the corner of the yard and began to sweep the fallen leaves and dirt from the ground. Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on Nove1Fire.net

Amidst the rustling sound, his thoughts became increasingly clear.

If he chose to join the Special Search Team now, even with a big figure like Shi Chengyi as a protector, he would inevitably face many constraints.

The complex interpersonal relationships and the overt and covert struggles between factions could be glimpsed even from the few words exchanged between Shi Chengyi and Wei Zheng.

Following orders and taking on assignments from above were secondary.

To Fang Cheng, this was essentially no different from clocking in at a regular job.

Except the work was more dangerously stimulating.

Yet it could provide some rare real combat opportunities, which wasn’t a bad thing for him.

The key was, during mission execution, to deal with certain formidable enemies, he could easily expose his true strength and trump cards.

Even his most secret ’White Owl’ identity could be exposed and become known, attracting trouble.

In the eyes of Ma Jianguo and Shi Chengyi, he was just a martial arts prodigy that appears once in a century.

What they valued was his talent and potential in martial arts.

So far, what Fang Cheng had shown was merely deep inner strength and firm martial intent.

Even if he could emit true qi to enhance attacks, in their evaluation, he would probably barely contend with those so-called A-Class power users.

They didn’t know what his true trump card was.

Once he fully unleashed his power, it might shock them, even stir the entire higher-ups of the Special Search Team, drawing more attention.

Especially with Chief Ling, who was opposed to the Martial Artist Faction, would he then see him as a freak and suppress and limit him early?

These were his core concerns.

Fang Cheng stopped his sweeping motion, leaned on the broom, and looked at the azure sky.

Unless after joining the Special Search Team, he could still have the same level of autonomy as when he was a sparring partner at the Global Elite Club.

Donning a harmless disguise, having great autonomy, and freely choosing assignments.

Then while receiving the nation’s salary, he could comfortably "slack off at work and grind experience."

If these conditions could be met, it wouldn’t be entirely out of the question.

Fang Cheng then laughed at himself, shaking his head.

How could that be possible? The world doesn’t revolve around you.

To gain corresponding rights and freedom, you must show enough value and strength to the outside world.

Wanting benefits and desiring to remain low-key and dormant, unless your power has completely overwhelmed the surrounding environment.

Just like in the club, he could do whatever he wanted, treating work as a game to grind experience.

So, after thinking it over, he returned to the fundamental topic of enhancing his power.

As for what Wei Zheng mentioned about gaining resources for cultivating blood and qi by joining the Special Search Team, it wasn’t very appealing to Fang Cheng.

The submarine cultivation rooms on Yong’an Island still hold the remains of ancient creatures.

The life energy contained in those bones, which even the Noah Organization was willing to tear faces with True Thought Society for, was far beyond the ordinary outside materials.

And relying on others for his family’s safety was not as dependable as having full control over it himself.

Fang Cheng thought for a long time, finally coming to a conclusion.

At this stage, joining the Special Search Team was not a wise choice.

At the moment, the sincerity Shi Chengyi offered, like protecting his family, investigation opportunities, martial arts future.

These things were not enough to move him, making him abandon his own pace and plan.

However, this incident did alert Fang Cheng.

He had already started entering the vision of this country’s top power players.

Trying to maintain the image of an ordinary employee, quietly hiding in the crowd like before, would become increasingly difficult.

He needed a new, more substantial social identity as a cover.

A lawyer or a university lecturer... maybe still not enough.

Fang Cheng pondered, his hand didn’t stop the sweeping motion, instinctively maintaining a steady rhythm.

Suddenly, without warning, a dazzling light flashed before his eyes.

The brightness was even more radiant than the sun overhead.

"Ah, the Cleaning Skill finally leveled up!"

Fang Cheng’s sweeping motion paused slightly, and then a smile of delight curved at the corner of his lips.

Alright, even sweeping the floor can be self-taught and smoothly level up.

This might be a kind of "heaven rewards diligence" in a sense.