The Favored Son of Heaven

Qin Fen sat before his own steak, secretly letting out a sigh of relief in his heart. Luckily, he had eaten steak one time with Song Jia in the past.

Though last time he used chopsticks, he had researched the relevant fundamentals for eating steak from the Internet when he got home.

Steak wasn’t bad either!

Qin Fen smiled. There wasn’t too much difference between cutting steak and smearing jam on bread.

The Dragon Elephant Prajna Art slowly propelled within his body, and Qin Fen didn’t follow the fibers of the steak in making his cuts. Instead, he pressed his knife in the opposite direction.

Xue Tian looked up to the ceiling and gave a long helpless sigh when he saw this scene. He never saw someone who worked and trained this hard. No wonder this kid had decent strength.

The young generation sitting present were all people who possessed some experience. As Xue Tian sighed, Ge Bing discovered Qin Fen’s oddities as well.

Ge Bing gave a faint smile of disdain after a short observation. Was Qin Fen challenging him by cutting his steak in that fashion? Had the matter at the restrooms just now given Qin Fen the belief that he was qualified to challenge Ge Bing?

Lev Mirov and the others all followed Ge Bing’s lead. When they saw that he didn’t accept the challenge and use the same method as Qin Fen in cutting steak, they all followed and copied Ge Bing. They continued cutting their steaks using the normal method.

Failure… yet another failure… Qin Fen discovered that the control over force when cutting steak was a bit different from applying jam on bread.

What’s this…? Qin Fen furrowed his brow as he examined the fibers of the steak that had been shaken into several segments from his power. He once again fell into contemplation regarding control over power. This possessed a certain similarity to sparring with different opponents.

Qin Fen went slower and slower with his meal. Every cut possessed a different feeling and sensation.

Ge Bing’s very initial smile had changed into pondering. Qin Fen wasn’t challenging him. Instead, Qin Fen was completely immersed in his own world.

He finished cutting the plate of steak, and the lunch gathering had already reached its end. Qin Fen looked at the plate of shredded beef before his eyes and helplessly shook his head. He didn’t reach the desired result during this time’s cultivation.

After eating bread and jam for the entire morning, even Qin Fen with his big belly was unable to eat the cut steak.

He gazed at the beef with a bitter smile and was dragged out of the room by Lin Liqiang. Song Jia and Enzo Rota followed behind.

Xue Tian used Qin Fen’s knife to pick up the beef and take a look. His eyes immediately lit up. Qin Fen had improved from the jam application in the morning!

Xue Tian left the room, and only then did Ge Bing made his way before the beef. He raised a knife to pick at the strips of beef on the cold plate. A faint wrinkle of a smile appeared on his forehead.

“Young Master Ge, his control over power is quite formidable. How can you still smile?” One of the people besides Lev Mirov spoke.

“How boring would it be if his control over power was lacking.” Ge Bing casually tossed away the dinner knife. “Lin Liqiang’s strength of vision is still as sharp as before. He left his family, and now it looks like he’s not like the rumors say he is, fed up with the struggle to be the family heir. He’s found such a decent helper. He probably wants to rope him in to be his subordinate, right? Attracting talent from the outside? Sure enough, Lin Liqiang isn’t someone to be underestimated. Perhaps he’s the real one vying for Song Jia. Perhaps he’s the true enemy.”

“Young Master Ge’s analysis is still as sharp as always.” Lev Mirov was the first to give praise, causing the people around him, who wanted to give praise, to be quite upset.

Qin Fen walked into the elevator and looked at the friends beside him. “So where to next?”

“Where?” Song Jia smiled. “Just go back to your hotel. I’ll go shopping with Qiangster and the others.”

“Huh?” Qin Fen was stunned.

Lin Liqiang agreed with Song Jia. “That’s right, that’s right. Old Qin, right now your head is full of thoughts on increasing your power through cultivation. As your friends, we shouldn’t be dragging you off to play with us right now. Right now you need to find a peaceful place and slowly heighten yourself.”

“Mission. Dangerous. Power.” Enzo Rota spoke three short words, and Qin Fen instantly understood the thoughts of his friends.

There were always dangers when executing a mission. Only those with tyrannical strength had their safeties guaranteed.

“Then okay. Y’all have a good and fun time.” Qin Fen didn’t refuse. His mind was crammed with thoughts on controlling power. Accompanying his friends to have fun could be considered a sort of disrespect to his friends.

“Qin Fen.” Song Jia walked to the door to the hall and gently shook her fist. “Do your best!”

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With the mission coming up, Qin Fen thought about how he was ultimately unable to kill Sajjad when Sajjad used the biochemical beast to explosively increase his strength. His heart’s ambition and desire to do battle suddenly were roused, and they soared.

Having seen the unleashed might of Zeng Yicheng’s control and precision over power, Qin Fen became all the more certain that if his control and precision over power were just a bit stronger, he might have been able to capture Sajjad alive or kill him.

Qin Fen went to the streets to buy the cheapest t-shirts of pure white and returned back to his hotel room. He hung a ‘Do not Disturb’ sign on his door, went inside, and sat in the middle. He began meditating and was soon immersed in his own world of controlling power. The Dragon Elephant Prajna Art slowly propelled within his body.

He didn’t eat. He didn’t drink. He didn’t sleep.

This lasted until Xue Tian called him, reminding him that it was time to meet at the base below the hotel. Qin Fen quit this tiny closed-door cultivation.

“Oh, man. Old Qin. Seems like the air about you is different from before you did your closed-door cultivation.”

Qin Fen gave Xue Tian a gentle smile for his assessment. If he hadn’t made any improvements at all from his tiny closed-door cultivation, then it had been too wasteful.

Qin Fen couldn’t help having his eyes light up when he saw Xue Tian as well. This man, who doesn’t appear hardworking no matter how one might look at him, clearly showed enormous improvements by the way he walked in regards to power control.

Qin Fen gently shook his head. He was not the only one to improve. Xue Tian had made improvements as well, and his speed of improvement was just as fast.

The metal door to the base, which was a foot thick, slowly opened its two sides, and a disc, rotating at high speeds, let out an air-piercing sound as it shot through the air maximum speed.

Xue Tian and Qin Fen’s eyes immediately radiated light. Such rotational speed and power would break even a block of wood the size of a baby’s arm. The normal disc had become a sharp killing weapon.

Pop.

Qin Fen raised a hand and pinched the flying disc with his thumb and index finger, firmly squeezing it between his fingertips.

“Put it in the DVD player.”

Butcher, who had thrown the disc, gave Qin Fen a very blunt command.

The disc was placed in the DVD player, and the lighting in the room dimmed as the DVD player spun the disc at high speeds. The video was played back quite smoothly.

The scene was of a small-scale battle. The defensive side consisted around twenty people, with almost all of them being professional bodyguards wearing black suits. From their movements and coordination, it appeared that these bodyguards had served and trained in the military in the past.

The offensive side consisted merely of ten people. Each of them were dressed up differently, but they all had the exact same red armbands. The armbands all had the image of a scarlet red scimitar!

The video instantly froze, and Butcher spoke out. “The Scimitar. The Federation internally ranks them as the number ten terrorist organization in terms of strength. They are part of Sajjad’s two sects.”

The still video resumed playback, and Qin Fen could see it the moment the members of the Scimitar organization began mobilization: the twenty or so bodyguards wielding T75s, nine MM pistols.

Soon the situation in the video verified Qin Fen’s speculations. The Scimitar organization had clearly planned this fight long in advance. These people’s military skills were quite to the standard, and they paired themselves with weapons far that far exceeded the bodyguards’ loadout.

Four STG-556 assault rifles engaged in fire, and the powerful suppressive fire made it so that the bodyguards were incapable of raising their heads. Then a T93 sniper rifle, which was accurate at a range of 800 meters for shooting the triangle of death, quickly eradicated the bodyguards who peeked out with their heads, wishing to counterattack.

Then two more members of the Scimitar organization quickly set up a mortar! It was the 100mm Type PP89 grenade discharger!

Qin Fen saw this mortar that could be called an antique weapon by now, and in this instant, he knew that the bodyguards hiding behind the vehicle were completely screwed!

Cannons had a reputation for being the kings of war.

The 100mm Type 89 mortar was already a standard antique based on its year of creation. However, its might in the face of the human body was still a might that was tyrannical!

This antique weapon had a maximum firing range of 6,400 meters and a minimum range of 170 meters. It roared in fury as if it were telling everyone that it had yet to reach retirement age. Its vicious strike smashed into the vehicle.

An enormous ball of flame ascended with the explosion, and fragments of the vehicle flew in all directions. The bodyguards taking cover behind the vehicle were instantly blown into pieces. Destroyed limbs flew through the air.

They were done! Qin Fen spat out a long breath. The speed of these bodyguards wasn’t enough to allow them to escape the speed of the sniper hiding in the distance, and they were incapable of performing the evasive military techniques that could deceive the mind. This left only two ways to die.

Those hiding behind the vehicle were fried alive by the artillery, while those who left the vehicle, an object of cover, were gambling in their retreat. These were killed by the sniper.

The final outcome of the battle was just as Qin Fen predicted. Not even a minute passed from the initial attack to the end of the battle. The twenty or so professional bodyguards, who possessed the quality of soldiers, had all died in battle, and the members of the Scimitar organization quickly packed up their weapons and left the battlefield.

The video stopped completely at this moment, and the dim lighting in the room brightened once more. Butcher’s voice could be heard once more at this time. “There are records that these twenty bodyguards have served two years in the military. They possess the most fundamental military techniques. They were the bodyguards for the Flying Hearts. Before they could carry out their jobs as bodyguards, they all died in this battle that didn’t even last a minute.”

“Careful preparation. Precise coordination. A sudden planned attack. Excellent military techniques. The end results are to be expected.” Iron Hand rubbed the stubble on his chin. “It looks like Scimitar dispatched these child soldiers this time around. They are probably planning on using this concert as their graduation exam. It looks like they have failed so far. They were actually tricked by the fleet of bodyguards into attacking.”

The seasoned soldier Monkey had a face of derision. “The reward for getting rid of these people probably won’t be as high as getting rid of solely Sajjad, right?”

Iron Hand gave a thumbs up in agreement. “It should be like this. These child soldiers have been dispatched to carry out a terrorist attack, but they are doing it as a test. What bounties do they have? I reckon that their names aren’t even on the Federation’s wanted list.”