Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 1357 Different Paths, Different Ideas

After the car came to a stop, the attendant got out and opened the back door, and Chen Chuanzi stepped out.

When the man opposite Chen Chuan saw him, he took off his sunglasses, got up from his seat, and personally came to greet him.

The security personnel behind him were about to follow, but he waved them off, and only brought his female assistant with him. He bowed politely and greeted Chen Chuan, saying:
"Mr. Chen, hello, I am Wang Weichang, the head of the Jibei Road branch of Wansong Company." As he spoke, he smiled and extended his hand.

Chen Chuan glanced at the man. He had no obvious physical features and his appearance was quite ordinary. The only thing that caught his eye was the jade ring on his finger.

However, this was clearly just an appearance; the other party obviously had a hint of arrogance to project, and a fighter was standing behind him.

It is only a very rare portion of divine energy, so it has no combat power and is at most similar to the bird that the performance artist possessed.

However, in principle, such people should be required to register when entering Jebu Province, but he, as the director of the Jebu Province Security Office, was unable to see the relevant registration information.

This situation either indicates that the other party's security level is above the level required by the security department, or that they have circumvented the rules privately.

Therefore, he did not respond to the other party's friendly gesture.

Wang Weichang seemed not to mind at all. He naturally put down his hand, smiled and said, "I apologize for asking Commissioner Chen to come all the way here. It's just that the items being traded are very important, and I also want to have a discussion with Commissioner Chen. So I can only make this difficult request."

As he spoke, he stepped aside and gestured, "Committee Member Chen, this way please." His female assistant behind him also bowed towards the sunshade.

Chen Chuan glanced at Wang Weichang again. Many government insiders did not know that he was a member of the Ministry of National Security, but this person knew and said it directly, which further indicated that his background was not simple.

He walked over to the awning and, at the invitation of the person on the other end, sat down on one of the chairs.

A cool, slightly damp lake breeze was blowing across the lake, and some water birds occasionally flew by.

The female assistant came up and poured tea into the teacup in front of Chen Chuan.

Wang Weichang maintained a polite smile: "Committee Member Chen has had several business dealings with our company, and I believe the cooperation has been quite pleasant. Thank you for your trust in our company."

"Committee Member Chen, you specifically requested a Level 1 lost artifact. So, based on our understanding, is it perhaps your intention to…" He paused deliberately, "to probe the higher-ups?"

As a fighter from the Dongxuan Temple, Chen Chuan's desire for lost items would be easily guessed by anyone who knew the methods of advancement, but he never intended to hide it.

He said, "Oh? Your company needs to inquire about the intended use? I don't recall your company having such a policy?"

Wang Weichang smiled and said, "Of course, our company never pries into the privacy of our clients. The reason we asked this question is because if Committee Member Chen is looking for a path to advancement, then he will likely need more than just this, and our company can provide more."

Chen Chuan looked at him and said, "Oh? Your company can provide everything I need?"

Wang Weichang picked up his teacup, took a sip, put it down, crossed his hands on his abdomen, and then slowly said, "Theoretically, that's how it is."

At that moment, a whistling sound came from above, and the surrounding security personnel suddenly tensed up and raised their guns to point upwards.

Chen Chuan said, "Don't be nervous, that's just my pet."

Wang Weichang glanced at the creature in the sky with its brightly colored feathers and shape resembling a large bird, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He raised his hand, and the security guards lowered their guns. He said, "Committee Member Chen, it's quite surprising that in this day and age, super-mutated creatures are already very difficult to tame. Hmm, if you're planning to order something for your pet, the company can also fulfill that request."

Chen Chuan said, "Mr. Wang, if it were just a business matter, I believe you wouldn't have invited me here alone, nor would you have beat around the bush. Our time is precious to each other, so I think you can just say what you want to say."

"Ah, I see..."

Wang Weichang said apologetically, "Personally, I always like to lay the groundwork and test the waters when dealing with people, but I forgot that Committee Member Chen is not one of those mediocre people, so I had a frank and open conversation with Committee Member Chen."

He stroked the jade ring on his finger and said, "Whenever it involves transactions involving high-level forces, we are always extremely cautious, because it may be related to the safety of the world. I believe Commissioner Chen understands this."

So before that, I'd like to ask Commissioner Chen, what are your views on fighters, ah, I mean the fighter community as a whole?

Chen Chuan said, "Different starting points lead to different perspectives. Which side does Mr. Wang want to hear?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't ask clearly, it's like this..."

Wang Weichang looked at him and asked, "As a member of the martial arts community, Mr. Chen, do you feel any deep sense of identification with it?"

After a moment's thought, Chen Chuan said, "No, in my opinion, apart from having military power, they are not much different from ordinary people."

Wang Weichang said, "Committee Member Chen, don't you think that if we set aside nationality, ethnicity, and class boundaries, shouldn't fighters be more sympathetic to each other?"

Chen Chuan looked at him and said, "I've already said it, it makes no difference to me." Wang Weichang was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed, tapping his sunglasses twice in his palm.

"I asked a stupid question. I overlooked your record, Mr. Chen. In your eyes, perhaps there is really no difference between ordinary people and ordinary fighters."

Let me share my opinion.

I have always believed that fighters are different from ordinary people. Their destructive power and vitality far exceed those of lower creatures. In the old days, it would not be an exaggeration to call them gods.

They were truly once considered gods. Fighters are now a new race. Why should we continue to live within these mortal systems, be manipulated by them, and cater to their every whim, instead of breaking free from these burdens and building our own great cause?

Chen Chuan calmly said, "According to your statement, Mr. Wang, or your theory, fighters can also be divided into different levels. If that's the case, you might not be qualified to sit in front of me."

Furthermore, why should the upper echelons bother protecting the world? Wouldn't it be better if they just gave up everything?

He looked at Wang Weichang and said, "Mr. Wang, don't you realize that once this consensus is overturned, we ourselves will be among those whose consensus is overturned?"

Wang Weichang's expression became more serious. He said, "Committee Member Chen, your question is very pointed, but I can answer it."

I know you haven't been a fighter for very long and still identify with your original identity, but many people have been fighters for decades, centuries, or even hundreds of years.

These people's relatives have long since passed away, and even if they have some blood relatives or descendants, they cannot form a deep emotional bond with them. They have long since lost all connection with them in this world. If there is anything left, it is only a meager sense of emotion from when they were once human.

But fortunately, we have something in common...

He tapped his chest. "We all have a strong, mutated body, which allows us to feel for each other, resonate with each other, and gives us the capital to transform to the higher levels."

This is the key to the sense of identity that allows fighters to build a community: we are a completely new race, distinct from lower species.

Chen Chuanchuan: "And then? After proving your superiority, what do you plan to do next? Those so-called 'great achievements'?"

Wang Weichang leaned forward slightly and said, "Committee Member Chen, don't you want to see a completely new world where fighters are at the top of the hierarchy?"

I'm not saying this without reason. The Great Collision is coming. Why should we, the powerful, sacrifice for those inferior races? Governments? Corporations? They're all a joke!

Unless they are willing to hand over everything and let us take control, then we are fighting for ourselves, and only then will we give our all, which is also good for the world.

He tapped the armrest again, making two clapping sounds. "Of course, although I believe that fighters are superior to lower races, out of pity, we do not intend to abandon those lower races."

Not only will we not abandon them, but we will also help them. We can also give them some power through the transplantation of artificial, modified tissues, so that they can better serve us.

As he spoke, he slowly sat back down, raised his hand and said, "In this brand new world, those with ability should rightfully sit in high positions. Elites like you, Commissioner Chen, should rightfully have sufficient authority in this new world."

And we, too, are willing to provide resources for advancement to elites like you.

As he spoke, he gestured to the female assistant standing next to him, who then tapped the boundary token. Immediately, a person carrying a metal box walked over.

He took it, placed it on the table, and pushed it toward Chen Chuan.

"There is a Class A lost item here, which is our gift to you. We do not ask that Committee Member Chen agrees with us immediately, but please believe that we are very sincere and we sincerely hope that Committee Member Chen can join us."

Chen Chuan said, "I have a question. What are your thoughts on the Big Bang?"

"Major Crash..."

Wang Weichang said meaningfully, "Committee Member Chen, the Great Crash is indeed a disaster for ordinary people, but for me it may not be so terrible. On the contrary, it may be an opportunity for us?"

Chen Chuan nodded and said, "I understand." He looked at the man and said, "Mr. Wang, I have no interest in what you've said. That's all."

He stood up and said, "By the way, you should know what my position is. I hope you will register your security privileges as soon as possible. I'll give you two days, otherwise I will take the necessary measures."

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked away, never once glancing at the box.

Wang Weichang then stood up and said, "Committee Member Chen, I am being very frank. Perhaps you do not understand what I am saying now, but you will understand in the future, Committee Member Chen."

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(End of this chapter)