I picked up skill fragments in the demon world.

Chapter 1088 Wang Biao's Extraordinary Abilities
Bai Ziling looked at the telegram in her hand, her eyes filled with joy: "The prince has confirmed his reinstatement. Before long, we can leave the north and start a new life."

“The North is actually quite nice, there’s nothing wrong with it.” Zhang Chen smiled. He didn’t feel any sense of ‘everything he sees is from the past’. His old friends were still there. He just missed the North and wanted to come back for a visit.

"Brother Zhang, if you become successful in the future, please don't forget me! I was thinking of helping you get a reduced sentence recently, but then I realized that this matter should be handled by the Prince. It would be a bit presumptuous for me to do it, so I gave up for the time being." Warden Liu looked at Zhang Chen with a fawning expression, showing no trace of the arrogance he displayed when facing the other prisoners.

Zhang Chen glanced at Inspector Liu, but didn't look down on him. Everyone was trying to climb the ranks by currying favor, just to make a living. What reason did he have to laugh at him?

"Don't worry, we're brothers, we need to take care of each other." Zhang Chen put his arm around the other's shoulder and said with a smile.

京都
Inside the Six Doors government office
At this moment, countless high-ranking officials from the Six Doors government gathered, and numerous martial arts masters from the capital city converged. Everyone stood in the hall, their eyes fixed on the man standing in the very center, surrounded by admirers.

"Come on, shoot me!" Wang Biao waved to the dozen or so constables from the Six Doors not far away.

The lead constable said with a solemn expression, "Master Wang, this is no laughing matter. Once the bullet leaves the barrel, you will have no room for regret."

"Just go ahead and shoot," Wang Biao said nonchalantly.

Only after his cultivation broke through to the level of martial arts qi and blood did he realize just how strong Zhang Chen was back then—he was ridiculously strong.

The convergence of martial arts energy and blood naturally nourished his soul, making his five senses incredibly strong, and his physical speed also incredibly fast.

Seeing that Wang Biao was determined to persist, the crowd looked at each other. The next moment, with a command from the leading constable, dozens of bullets flew out at once, heading towards Wang Biao.

At the moment the gunshot rang out, Wang Biao, who was in the center of the bullets, began to circulate his blood and qi. The next moment, dozens of bullets hit his skin, and then there was a clanging sound as all the bullets were deflected by his skin and fell to the ground.

It wasn't that his skin could withstand the bullets, but rather that he mobilized his qi and blood to cause his skin to vibrate, thus dissipating the impact of the bullets.

"To be honest, ordinary bullets might not be as good as those powerful crossbows." Wang Biao looked at the bullets that had fallen to the ground, a thoughtful look in his eyes. The onlookers, whether they were officials from the Six Doors or experts from various martial arts schools, were all stunned. Their eyes were wide open as they stared at the bullets falling to the ground, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Since the beginning of the steam age, with the continuous advancement of firearms and the emergence of semi-automatic rifles, martial arts have been completely relegated to the background of the times. Yet, at this moment, a martial artist actually withstood the impact of bullets.
Even though it's just an ordinary handgun, it's still incredible.

"Can martial arts really reach this level?" The head of the Six Doors stared blankly at the bullet-shaped object on the ground, its surface gleaming coldly, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Change to Barrett!" Wang Biao shouted, startling the stunned crowd back to their senses.

"what?"

Everyone was shocked to hear Wang Biao's words.

You should know that the Barrett can penetrate two centimeters of steel plate (the materials in this world are special), and its power is incredibly strong, far surpassing that of the small pistol just now.

The head of headquarters looked at Wang Biao with a serious expression: "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure!" Wang Biao nodded firmly.

The chief constable nodded upon hearing this, turned and waved to the guards beside him. Soon after, dozens of Barrett rifles were carried in, and then a group of constables loaded them. The next moment, bullets rained down, heading straight for Wang Biao. Wang Biao's body trembled slightly, and then a clanging sound was heard as countless spent bullet casings fell to the ground.

Everyone hurriedly looked towards Wang Biao and saw that his clothes were already stained with blood.

For some reason, seeing the bloodstains on Wang Biao's body, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After all, Wang Biao was only human, not a god, and he was eventually injured when facing Barrett.

"How badly are you injured? Are you alright?" The head of the headquarters stepped forward with a concerned expression and asked.

Wang Biao looked down at the wounds on his body, and after sensing them for a while, he said, "It's just a flesh wound. It will heal in three to five days."

As they were talking, Wang Biao's wound had already scabbed over, a sight that left everyone speechless.

"Is he not human?" The head of the headquarters touched Wang Biao's wound with his fingers, a look of disbelief in his eyes.

Wang Biao shook his arm: "After all, we're still human. We get hurt. We can't stop Barrett bullets, let alone cannons."

"..."

After hearing Wang Biao's words, everyone present was speechless. Was this kid inhuman?

That's not how people talk! What normal person can stop a bullet?

"Quickly, call a doctor to check the wound. Make sure there are no internal injuries. This is a national treasure; we absolutely cannot allow any accidents to happen." The head of the headquarters hurriedly called the doctor in. A group of doctors in white coats stepped forward and carefully examined Wang Biao, constantly checking his strong physique. A look of shock appeared in their eyes, and they clicked their tongues in amazement. They took some blood samples for testing.

After some commotion, the head of headquarters invited Wang Biao into a secluded meeting room. The meeting room contained only more than thirty strong young men dressed in black, each with smooth skin and the appearance of someone who had achieved mastery of martial arts.

"Wang Biao, given your abilities, the nation has specially established the 'Mysterious Affairs Bureau,' and you are its head, holding a position equivalent to the Prime Minister. You are solely responsible for handling all mysterious matters in the world. The Mysterious Affairs Bureau has the right to act first and report later, and its mission is to monitor the world and search for the mysteries of ancient legends." The Chief Constable said to Wang Biao:
"Tomorrow, Number One will personally confer the medal upon you, but the Mysterious Division must remain hidden in secret and not be exposed to the outside world on ordinary days. In addition, the Mysterious Division has the authority to mobilize no more than 50,000 troops in various places without the need for special approval from the core cabinet."

Upon hearing the chief constable's words, Wang Biao's expression changed; the power of the Mysterious Division was simply too great.

"I wonder if immortality truly exists in this world. Do you think those ancient gods and demons really exist?" The chief constable looked at Wang Biao and suddenly asked.

Upon hearing the chief constable's words, Wang Biao initially wanted to refuse outright, but Zhang Chen's face suddenly flashed through his mind, and he swallowed back the words he was about to say, instead saying, "Perhaps!"

"When you have time, you should go to Qingcheng Mountain yourself. Our people have unearthed some interesting things there. You might as well go and take a look; you might find something unexpected," the chief constable said.

Upon hearing the chief constable's words, Wang Biao's heart stirred: "Please tell me more, sir."

……

North
In the villages surrounding the Daxing Mountains, Zhang Chen lived a life of idleness and complacency. With the cessation of work at the hunting grounds, his life naturally quieted down. Without any machinery breaking down, he lived a very comfortable life.

On the third night

A gunshot rang out, startling Zhang Chen from his slumber. His ears twitched slightly, taking in all the sounds within a ten-mile radius: "Someone escaped? But the hunting dogs discovered their tracks, and then the guard shot them dead?"

A hint of emotion flickered in Zhang Chen's eyes. Staying in the village meant he could survive, but if he ran away on his own, how could he possibly outrun the hunting dogs in the hunting grounds?

Do you really think that just because the guards say you can run around, you'll just run around like that?

How could a place that gathers and reforms countless prisoners be completely without any security measures?

"It was gunshots." Bai Ziling was jolted awake from her deep sleep, her breathing slightly paused.

"Go to sleep. Someone tried to escape but was caught by the guards. Their body is probably cold by now." Zhang Chen pulled Bai Ziling closer and said with a smile.

Sure enough, just as dawn broke the next day, the guards blew their whistles, and when everyone came out of the house and arrived at the village square, they saw two frozen corpses lying on the ground.

Liu, the warden, did not step forward. Instead, a junior warden appeared and coldly swept his gaze over everyone: "Last night, someone tried to escape, but they made a commotion and were discovered by the hunting dogs. They have now been shot dead. I don't have much to say to you, but I'm just warning you: stay here obediently, and you might survive to the end. But if you try to escape and we find your tracks, you're all dead."

"Disperse, all of you," the warden said calmly, then led the group of junior wardens away.

Zhang Chen looked at the cold corpse, his eyes devoid of pity. He simply sighed softly, then took Bai Ziling back to the machine repair shop, continuing their daily idleness.

Of course, Zhang Chen wasn't truly idle; he was secretly deducing knowledge about technology, wanting to ignite the technological tree of this era and stimulate the natural order of this time.

With the revolution in engines and the emergence of martial artists with qi and blood, Zhang Chen could feel the spiritual energy of heaven and earth rapidly recovering, which was good news for him.

However, the revival of spiritual energy, like the end of spiritual energy, is a long process, taking millions or tens of millions of years. Zhang Chen cannot wait that long and must speed up the process by finding a way to accelerate the revival of spiritual energy.

Time flies, and a month passes in the blink of an eye. One noon, Warden Liu and Zhang Chen were eating hot pot and drinking by Zhang Chen's stove. Warden Liu picked up a piece of mutton with his chopsticks, put it in his mouth, and took a sip of strong liquor before mysteriously saying to Zhang Chen, "A big shot is coming to our hunting grounds soon. Brother Zhang, you must seize the opportunity. If you can befriend that big shot, your future will be even brighter. You might even be able to leave the hunting grounds without waiting for the prince to make a move."

"A big shot? What big shot?" Zhang Chen poured a glass of wine for Instructor Liu upon hearing this, and asked with a face full of curiosity.

"Do you know that being who broke through the limits of the human body and stepped into the realm of the extraordinary?" Instructor Liu asked.

“I’ve read the newspapers too, so I’ve heard about that person.” Zhang Chen nodded.

"That person has now become a rising star in the Great Han Kingdom, received an audience with the President, established the Mysterious Division to handle mysterious events in our Great Han Dynasty, and holds a position equivalent to a Vice Premier." A hint of envy appeared in Officer Liu's eyes: "He has truly risen to the top in one step."

(End of this chapter)