CHAPTER 234: CHAPTER 112 OVERCLOCKING IMPROVED AGAIN

Zhang Feng took a brief look within a few seconds, and then turned his gaze to the stall owner who didn’t dare to speak.

Old Liu finished reading the information, and looked at him with complex emotions.

"You’re such a good person, and the higher-ups have also promoted you, sending you to the mobile unit of the data center."

Old Liu was anxious in his heart, "In the future, whether it’s learning Martial Arts, or trying extraordinary drugs, you will be the top beneficiary.

Now, you kid, on the first day of the secret mission, got pointed out by President Zhang directly!"

Old Liu was somewhat exasperated but also felt this kid had a bit of bad luck.

Then, Old Liu was pondering and preparing to muster the courage to plead for the kid.

Zhang Feng, after glancing at the nervous stall owner, asked again, "I asked you earlier for two egg pancakes, why didn’t you respond?"

"I..." He carefully looked at Zhang Feng and then at Old Liu, who turned his face away. Realizing he was exposed, he nervously whispered:

"Report, President Zhang, President Liu, should I... make egg pancakes or return to write an inspection?"

Their team had a private rule that if someone’s disguise was poor and they were the first to be pointed out by President Zhang, they would directly return to write an inspection, summarizing their mistakes.

Although they all knew that if President Zhang wanted to point them out, they absolutely couldn’t hide from the extraordinary President Zhang.

But no one wanted to be the first person out.

Meanwhile, there were quite a few team members around who were on guard but also glancing unintentionally over here.

Truth be told, there was a fleeting moment of happiness, glad that they weren’t the first to be pointed out.

But this feeling of joy quickly vanished, and not only did it not affect their vigilance, they soon returned to their work.

"Inspection?" Zhang Feng, upon hearing that he wanted to write an inspection, didn’t know about this unspoken team rule and instead asked with a smile: "I see your grappling skills are good, how long have you been practicing?"

"Report, five years," he answered truthfully, "but half a year ago, I didn’t have these skills. It was after seeing your secret manual on internal strength that I gradually trained."

"Not bad," Zhang Feng nodded, pointing to the station ahead, "After you finish making the pancakes, bring them over, follow me this time, and I’ll teach you some advanced grappling moves."

"Yes!" The stall owner was so excited that the two presidents didn’t punish him; instead, President Zhang asked him to follow and learn.

At this moment, envious voices from his teammates also came through his earpiece.

"Congratulations..."

"So envious!"

"Being the first to get pointed out? This isn’t writing an inspection, it’s directly shooting to heaven!"

"President Zhang personally teaching you? You’re a lucky kid!"

...

As they entered the station.

There were more special personnel, some disguised as passengers, others as staff members.

At least when Zhang Feng passed through security.

He noticed a security officer ahead seriously and gravely scanning the passengers with an instrument.

If there were an instrument strapped to his back and the detection stick extended further, it would be like a formal bomb disposal scene.

Indeed, he was doing a bomb check, inspecting all passengers’ luggage and carry-ons to ensure no dangerous items entered.

But when he looked up and saw Zhang Feng approaching, he didn’t know whether to continue the scan.

Honestly, saying to act normal, but really facing a ’superhuman’, the pressure was terrifying.

"Just do what you should do."

Zhang Feng used resonance to suppress his voice nearby and looked at him, "What? Want to write an inspection?"

He said nothing, trying to calm his thoughts, and began to scan.

Old Liu behind watching shook his head, feeling that even a battle-hardened special personnel couldn’t remain calm when facing extraordinary humans.

But then, Old Liu felt it very normal.

Because President Zhang wasn’t just terrifyingly strong, but he also led a new era.

The special personnel were learning President Zhang’s magical Martial Arts, and now they were seeing President Zhang in person.

The fact that they weren’t outright excitedly exclaiming, but instead, trying to remain calm and somewhat natural, was actually a sign of a very stable mindset.

Of course, Old Liu also didn’t deny one thing.

They had known about today’s task three days in advance.

And at that time, knowing they would meet the ’human pioneer’, they were as excited and joyful as children.

"Old Liu, what are you thinking about?"

Zhang Feng’s words broke Old Liu’s reminiscence.

Old Liu then realized he had passed through security in a daze.

’Eh, being next to President Zhang always gives a very safe feeling, safe to the extent that I, the deputy commander responsible for today’s security deployment, feel safe enough to be distracted.’

He thought to himself and said to Zhang Feng: "I was thinking about the past few days..."

As he spoke, he recounted the moment of distraction earlier.

Listening to him, Zhang Feng shook his head, "Once China has more extraordinary individuals, there will be less of this."

"You speak so simply," Old Liu didn’t believe at all, "Once the whole country is extraordinary, you’ll likely become a deity."

"You, Old Liu, are interesting," Zhang Feng laughed, "Since when did you learn to flatter?"

At this point, Zhang Feng felt his phone vibrate, took it out, and saw it was nine-thirty.

It had a message (Dr. Wu: Arrive in ten minutes)

After reading the message, Zhang Feng looked towards the platform not far away, where a dark green train was stopping.

It hadn’t been repainted, but it was clearly wiped down, looking old, yet very clean.

"I wonder who’s coming, making this rickety train enter the main station." A fifty-something driver was at the train front, continually inspecting his old companion.