Chapter 42 (2/2)

His fists crackled as he clenched them together, and he couldn’t hide the excitement on his face. Mu Fan looked down at Chubby Harry who was sitting on the floor and promised him affirmatively, “Don’t worry; I’ll take care of everything tonight!”

Mu Fan had no idea how difficult the exam that Chubby Fatty mentioned was, nor did he know that even Chubby Harry didn’t know how competitive and crazy the exam was. He had never left District 22, yet he was already thinking about competing with millions of students from other planets. It would be a joke if anybody learned about this.

Mu Fan who knew nothing about this was fully prepared for the upcoming battles; he was excited and motivated.

-4:40 PM-

“Hu… I could now dodge 13 out of the 17 bullets on level 40 now,” Mu Fan murmured as he exited the gravitational room when Chubby Harry called him.

I still have to improve my strength with all methods! After an entire afternoon of training, Mu Fan improved a lot as he got used to moving around under 4X standard gravity. If he could keep it going longer, then he would be surpassing level 40 soon.

After tonight, I’ll have to find Black!

I need the most efficient way to improve my strength.

Mu Fan nodded and put his thoughts aside for now.

Chubby Harry on the other side was armored up. After he buttoned his suit together, he was smiling like usual as he appeared before Mu Fan.

If Mu Fan is brave enough to face-off Young Master Wen, then why can’t I be brave enough to face-off the robbers!

Let’s go!

Chubby Harry had the character of a businessman when he was serious; he was two-faced.

He fixed his dark-red necktie and threw a grey servant suit over to Mu Fan.

“This is the servant uniform of our family. If they have been watching us, then they would probably think that you are new on duty. I’ve already spoken to the Budokan about this.”

Mu Fan grabbed the servant suit and touched the material; the fabric was much softer than the training suit. He thought to himself, Even though Chubby Harry seems clumsy, he is actually quite detail-oriented.

The two finished dressing up, and Mu Fan had already transformed into a young servant as he walked behind Chubby Harry while looking down.

“Good afternoon, Young Master.” Uncle Wu had been waiting for quite a long time, and he nodded in satisfaction when he saw Mu Fan’s respectful expression as if the latter was a true servant.

Mu Fan had a normal expression as he said with his head lowered, “Hello, Uncle Wu. I’m Mu Fan.”

“Eh, get in.” After Uncle Wu said that, Mu Fan had already opened the car door for Chubby Harry naturally.

In a forest seven kilometers away from the east gate of the district, two men, one tall one short, lay on the ground and blended in with the plants in their camouflage.

The taller man looked at the monitor screen that was the size of his palm before turning his head and saying, “This fat boy brought someone from the Budokan with him today, and he looks like the one who you bumped into yesterday. Are we really going to do this ourselves? Boss wouldn’t be happy if he learns about this.”

The image on the screen was Mu Fan’s profile when he lowered his head and answered a question.

The shorter man turned around and smirked. “Him!? I searched him up yesterday; he’s a new practice partner working at the Budokan. Look at that skinny figure wearing the servant suit; he was probably recruited by that fat boy since they play along together. Well, he’s unfortunate today I guess. Don’t worry about Boss; I’ll go and talk to him. Get ready; they’re coming soon.”

The shorter man didn’t seem to care about the skinny looking boy at all; Mu Fan was just one extra person to kill. He chewed the grass root and laid lower into the grass.

The taller man forced away the ominous feeling in his mind as his eyelids were twitching. He laid down as well.

[TL Note: Eyelids twitching is a sign of bad luck in China.]

Definitely going to stop doing this after today’s job!

Meanwhile, the hover car that Mu Fan and the other two were in had left the district.