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"This round is the Strength Test, divided into ten levels from one to ten," the soldier introduced. "What you need to do is hit this rubber ball with all your strength! You can start now." The woman glanced at Wang Chao, who gestured for her to go ahead. She nodded and stepped forward. Wang Chao noticed that, upon closer inspection, Shen Zhiying and Shen Zhitao did bear some resemblance, though Shen Zhiying was already thirty years old. He wondered how old her sister was, but both looked to be around twenty-five or twenty-six.
Both women had great physiques; if it weren't for the calluses on their hands, they would easily score a nine.
"Level five," the Electronic Synthesized Voice announced. "Upper class."
Wang Chao watched as the woman threw a punch; her technique was clean and efficient, matching her personality. Her speed was incredible, focusing all her strength into a single point, reminiscent of Jeet Kune Do. Wang Chao clenched his fist, estimating that his six out of ten strength would be about equal to her punch, though he wasn't sure how much effort she had exerted. He stepped up and used seven-tenths of his strength for a single strike!
"Level six," the Electronic Synthesized Voice stated. "Upper class, slightly special."
On the second floor, in the office.
"Special class," Old Lei remarked. "If he put in a full effort, this kid could reach special class. Reminds me of you back in the day, but his shooting skills are lacking."
"I only used eighty percent of my strength back then and reached level seven. I think this kid could barely make it to special class if he gave it his all," another person commented. If he knew that Wang Chao had only used seventy percent of his strength for that strike, he would surely be astonished.
"I say Huangfu Ling, you're from one of the Seven Great Families, and that kid is nothing special. But I see immense potential in him," Old Lei said.
"Indeed, the Shen Family is one of the Seven Great Families; it's not surprising that their sisters have such strength," Huangfu Ling replied. "However, that Wang Chao has boundless potential; we need him in the security department."
"Naturally, who says your authority isn't above mine?" Old Lei said helplessly. "If he trained for ten days or half a month, he'd definitely be a top performer in the military. By the way, have you made contact with anyone in the capital?"
"Not yet; the environment there is more complicated and it's not something we can control immediately. However, with the Zhang Family and Wu Family's strength, controlling it is only a matter of time."
Wang Chao was unaware that the two individuals on the second floor had already formed their judgments about his abilities. However, he felt quite satisfied with his own strike, thinking that if he exerted himself fully, he could probably reach level eight. Meanwhile, the soldier beside him had his mouth agape; for an ordinary person, or someone of lower rank, even those special forces could only manage a strike at an average level, at best slightly above average.
But these two were different—one was of high rank, and the other was exceptionally high! During his time in the military, he had only encountered someone at level four at most, and that person was referred to as the King of Soldiers by their group. Yet compared to these two, it felt like a mutt facing a tiger. He meant no disrespect to the King of Soldiers; it was just that the strength of these two was truly formidable.
"Still a bit low," Shen Zhiying remarked.
"How can it be low if it's high rank?" Wang Chao replied.
"Even exceptionally high is low. Decades ago, someone hit level nine at just twenty years old," Shen Zhiying explained. "And he didn't even use his full strength."
"Is that impressive?" Wang Chao thought to himself. Without the mysterious power within him, he would probably only manage to hit level three at most, and that was due to the Zombie outbreak. Decades ago, there hadn't been such an outbreak, which meant that this person had achieved level nine purely through his own strength. Suddenly, Wang Chao recalled those legendary hermits.
"It must be one of those hermits," Wang Chao said.
"Not quite; he was still in college that year," Shen Zhiying replied.
"Who is he?" Wang Chao asked.
"I can only tell you his last name is Zhang," Shen Zhiying said lightly.
Zhang? Wang Chao suddenly remembered some gossip he had heard since childhood about the Seven Great Families of Huaxia. These families were shrouded in mystery and possessed immense power and wealth. Even the highest leaders had to consider their words carefully. He had also heard that some of these families were martial arts clans, with each member highly skilled in combat. It was said that the head of the Zhang Family could leap ten meters into the air and move faster than a bullet. Could any of this be true?
As Wang Chao's mind wandered through these thoughts, the door beside him swung open, and in walked Huangfu Ling. Wang Chao recognized him as one of the three individuals who had been seated behind the stage during the rice distribution earlier. Huangfu Ling entered, glanced at Shen Zhiying, nodded, and said, "You still look just like you did when you were a child." Shen Zhiying remained silent. Wang Chao furrowed his brow; it seemed these two knew each other.
Huangfu Ling glanced at Wang Chao and said, "Kid, not bad, you have a bright future ahead. My name is Huangfu Ling, but you can call me Brother Ling. You two, come with me."
Wang Chao replied, "My name is Wang Chao."
Huangfu Ling smiled slightly and walked out the door, with Wang Chao and Shen Zhiying following behind him as they got into a Military Jeep. Huangfu Ling said, "What I’m about to say next, regardless of whether you agree or not, I hope you can keep it confidential. Of course, if you choose not to join..." He chuckled and shook his head, his tone suddenly turning cold, sending chills down their spines in the already frigid winter air, as if they were standing naked on a glacier.
Wang Chao felt a surge of anxiety rise within him. He knew this feeling only emerged when he faced death, which meant that Huangfu Ling possessed the power to kill him.
"If you don’t join us, your life will be worse than death. This is also for the sake of confidentiality," Huangfu Ling laughed heartily, dissipating the heavy aura of menace surrounding him.
Wang Chao thought to himself, with words like that, how could I dare to refuse? He had already guessed that the organization he was being invited to join was likely the Biochemical Terrorism Security Alliance. No wonder Zhao Dong had spoken about it so mysteriously before. To put it bluntly, it felt like boarding a pirate ship with no chance of returning to shore.
"The place I'm taking you to is called the Biochemical Terrorism Security Alliance, abbreviated as the Bioterrorism Security Department. It falls under the National Security Department's jurisdiction. This alliance has actually been established for over a decade but has remained relatively inactive until now. No one expected that a Zombie outbreak would truly occur. This is a branch of that department; our basic mission is simply to capture Zombies for research purposes."
Huangfu Ling glanced at the two of them through the rearview mirror and continued, "So this department is very dangerous; you could die or get bitten at any moment. Currently, there are no developed drugs to suppress the virus's outbreak. Therefore, if you get bitten, it's either death or becoming subjects of our research. So, what do you say? Will you join?"
"I'll join!" Shen Zhiying declared firmly.
"Joining," Wang Chao thought to himself. Could I really say no?
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