Madman!

Chapter 82: The Mutation of New Arts Experts

"Boss, milk tea and French toast!" Chen Wujun shouted, looking up before grabbing Ah Hao's pack to light a cigarette.

Chen Wujun was genuinely interested in the real estate market's upward trend.

However, right now, he had more pressing matters to attend to.

He signaled for the nearby lackeys to leave before asking his question.

"What's the deal with Mutation during the Harmonization Phase? What types are there, and how do you tell them apart?"

"Mutation... tsk!" Ah Hao's eyes filled with a hint of longing.

Anyone capable of Mutation was a big shot in their own right.

"You enter the Harmonization Phase at 65% Enhancement Reconstruction. Usually, Mutation starts around 70%, manifesting some abilities, and fully matures around 85%."

"Generally, a New Arts martial artist will only have one type of Mutation. Only a tiny minority possess compound Mutations of two or even three types."

"As for the types, there are many. They're mainly divided into five categories: Super Vision, Super Hearing, Olfactory Perception, Skin Perception, and Super Body...""Take Super Vision, for example. It's further divided into Telescopic Vision, Low-Light Night Vision, Hyperspectral Vision, Thermal Vision, and Dynamic Vision..."

"Hearing is split into Ultrasonic and Ultra-Wideband."

"Olfactory Perception includes Super Smell, Thermal Scent, and Pheromone Perception."

"Skin Perception covers Vibration Sensing, Infrared Sensing, Electromagnetic Sensing, and Full-Body Taste Buds."

"Super Body is categorized into Speed, Strength, Jumping, Electrostatic Adhesion, Extreme Flexibility... I've even heard of Limb Regeneration..."

"As for how to distinguish them... that I don't know." Ah Hao spread his hands.

What he knew came strictly from what he'd picked up around the gang and the martial arts gym.

"Why? You planning to take out Wen Long?"

"Yeah. Do you know if Wen Long has a Mutation?" Chen Wujun asked casually, while carefully recalling the details he had observed on Harris.

"Better to ask Sister Shark Jiu than me. But don't underestimate Wen Long. Just because he's no match for Sister Shark Jiu... doesn't mean he's weak," Ah Hao advised with a frown.

"Besides, Lidong has swallowed their loss for now. There's no need to cause extra trouble."

"Just asking. It popped into my head while I was reading earlier."

"Reading? Reading Erotic Magazines, right? If that's the case, Full-Body Taste Buds would be the best. You'd feel everything from head to toe..." Ah Hao suddenly grinned wickedly.

"I'd be afraid of throwing up instantly!" Chen Wujun laughed heartily, setting the matter aside to ask about the housing price surge.

"Is it really going to keep going up?"

"Definitely. The last time it boomed like this, it went on for five full years! It's only been two years this time; it's got years left!" Ah Hao replied immediately.

Chen Wujun was genuinely tempted.

After buying his car, he still had three million left. With loans, he could buy several units. If prices really skyrocketed, he'd turn a profit even after paying the interest.

...

"Ah Jun clashed with Karen?" Ji Xiang's expression turned playful upon hearing the news from his subordinate.

"Yeah. That guy relies on Sister Shark Jiu's favor and the fact that he killed Yu Wei to get more and more arrogant. This time he virtually slapped Karen in the face, and he kicked Karen's subordinate Lily so hard she's critically injured."

"Do we know why?" Ji Xiang asked.

"Seems like it was over some minor issue from months ago. Now that he's risen in rank, he's digging up old scores. A typical villain getting his way," the subordinate commented.

Chen Wujun had provoked Ji Xiang several times, so the subordinate naturally shared his boss's animosity.

"Don't speak so recklessly... Ah Jun did perform a great service for the Hall, after all. With Sister Shark Jiu looking after him, and him being so young, it's inevitable he'd be arrogant." Ji Xiang smiled.

"That's also why Karen won't hold it against him."

"Go find out exactly what happened."

After the subordinate left, a cold look appeared on Ji Xiang's face.

"Chen Wujun..."

Chen Wujun's growth was putting immense pressure on him.

This Chen Wujun had become powerful, and unlike the others, he was a fellow disciple of Shark Jiu.

To destroy him, he could either wait for Lidong to make a move or give him enough rope to hang himself—let him become so arrogant and domineering that he eventually angered Shark Jiu.

If Shark Jiu kept ignoring his behavior and let him run wild... even Ji Xiang himself would have to bow to him...

That would mean the boss was being unfair!

And if the boss was unfair, the people below would certainly have thoughts about it.

...

The next morning, Ah Yue turned from the stove and called out:

"Brother Jun, the noodles are ready. I added several eggs!"

"Got it." Chen Wujun sat leaning against the headboard, still pondering over Harris.

He wanted to gather information or send someone to tail him... but the man was a Senior Group Leader of the Special Task Department. How could he be easily followed?

If detected, Harris would certainly be alerted, potentially causing trouble.

Arranging a tail was difficult anyway. Ordinary people couldn't do it, and he himself... his physique was distinctive, making him easily recognizable.

Chen Wujun suddenly felt that developing the "Turtle Back and Crane Form" through his training was rather troublesome.

The physique was too unique.

Plus, his arms were long. The characteristics were too obvious.

'Or I get someone to investigate for me... Sister Shark Jiu is definitely out. I can't let her know Harris is blocking my path, or she'll immediately link me to the Ji Xiang matter.'

Thinking it over, Chen Wujun could only come up with two names.

Senior Brother Li and Snake Aunt.

Snake Aunt was the "Beauty Snake" of the Big Four, well-connected and informed. He could tell she had a good relationship with Shark Jiu.

Although Senior Brother Li said no one could be completely trusted... in the absence of conflicting interests, she should be reliable enough.

It would simply mean handing her some leverage.

Once he broke through to the Qi Refining realm, the impact of that leverage wouldn't matter much.

After eating, Chen Wujun went to the Warehouse to train, buying a bucket of oil on the way.

Standing in the training hall, he first practiced stance training for a while to completely calm his mind, pushing the matter of Harris aside. Then he went through a routine of the Swimming Dragon Palm and hopped onto the wooden stakes to walk a circuit.

Next, he used a rag to smear oil onto the stakes. He took off his shoes, jumped onto a dry stake first, and then carefully stepped onto the oiled ones.

He instantly felt an incredible slipperiness underfoot and nearly tumbled off.

Fortunately, his toes gripped the edge of the stake like iron hooks, allowing him to stabilize himself.

However, the moment his center of gravity shifted even slightly, his footing became unstable.

"Interesting!" Chen Wujun felt like he had discovered something novel and fun.

'Before, I could already take root under my feet. Even if I leaned all the way back from the knees up, my feet would stay fixed to the ground as if rooted.'

'But now, never mind hitting a sandbag—just walking on these stakes takes everything I've got.'

'And as soon as my center of gravity moves, I can feel the forces under my feet pulling in every direction.'

Chen Wujun spent the entire morning slowly walking the stakes, sensing every minute detail beneath his feet.

Although his Kung Fu had reached the upper levels of Body Forging, there was still room for improvement. These subtle nuances were things he hadn't yet fully mastered.

Before killing Harris, he could continue training using this method.

He fell off several times throughout the morning.

While having lunch, Chen Wujun received a call from Ah Fei.

"Brother Jun, I found the tutor. A top student from City University, local to the Walled City. She was in a car accident recently and is recovering at home. I took some guys to check on her, and she agreed."

"You didn't have someone run her over, did you?" Chen Wujun asked instinctively.

He said it casually, but as soon as the words left his mouth, he suddenly thought that sometimes, that might be a good method.

He secretly made a note of the idea.

Every little bit added to his accumulated life experience.

"Of course not! Her accident happened over in Mong Kok Tsui, almost a month ago." Ah Fei felt wrongly accused.

It was just finding a tutor; there was no need to be that wicked.

"Understood. Arrange it for the evening. I'll let you know the specific time."

"Brother Jun, one more thing. I asked about that Street Fighter 2 machine."

"What's the price?" Chen Wujun asked.

"Those people are practically robbing us. A genuine circuit board alone is 50,000! With the cabinet, it's 70,000!"

Chen Wujun's eyelid twitched. 70,000 for one machine? How long would it take to earn that back?

"But I found out there are bootlegs. One board is only 8,000. We can use a second-hand cabinet, too. The whole thing would only cost 15,000... It has some minor glitches, but it's good enough just to play..." Ah Fei continued.

Hearing this, Chen Wujun's expression softened.

If a machine cost 70,000, he wouldn't need them to rob him—he'd go rob them instead.

15,000 was acceptable.

"All right. Get all the details and tell me tonight." After hanging up, Chen Wujun sent a text message to Snake Aunt.

A moment later, he received a reply. He took a taxi to Xiangbutou and arrived at a private room in a Hindustani Restaurant. Snake Aunt was waiting inside, wearing a long dress.

"Sister Snake!" Chen Wujun greeted her with a smile.

He had to admit, Snake Aunt had curves in all the right places. Her waist, in particular, was incredibly slender—a true "water snake waist." He wondered how she maintained it.

Her long, narrow phoenix eyes seemed to speak volumes.

Karen was very womanly, but compared to Snake Aunt, she fell short.

"Little Sixteen, what brings you to ask me out for a meal? I thought you'd forgotten about your sister after you went back. Since you're treating, I won't hold back," Snake Aunt said with a smile, her eyes darting charmingly. Even with Chen Wujun's limited education, the idiom "seductive glance" suddenly popped into his mind.

"Sister Snake, please don't hold back on my account!" Chen Wujun laughed and sat down.

"I've already ordered. Before the food comes, tell me what's on your mind. Don't worry, we're on the same side. If I can help, I will," Snake Aunt said.

"I'd like to ask you to help me investigate someone."

"I thought it was something serious, but it's just a background check. Tell me who." Snake Aunt smiled.

"Harris, a Senior Group Leader in the Special Task Department," Chen Wujun said, watching her expression closely.

Snake Aunt's face didn't change in the slightest. She simply raised her eyes, looked at him, and smiled.

"No wonder you're treating me to dinner... You two have a grudge?"

"There's something that needs to be resolved," Chen Wujun replied.

"What do you want to know?"

"Everything," Chen Wujun said bluntly. With someone like Snake Aunt, she could guess plenty from just a few words.

There was no point in hiding things from her; it was better to be frank and direct.

"I actually do know a few things. After all, the Special Task Department's main job is dealing with martial artists like us," Snake Aunt said after a brief pause.