Full-Time Martial Saint

On the way back to Xiangcheng No.1 Middle School, Chen Cong casually flipped through the books Ning Shuang had given him and also took out the documents from the brown paper bag and glanced at them.

There were three reports of varying thicknesses inside the kraft paper bag. The first one that caught his eye was a document titled "Feasibility Study Report on the Imitation of Space Weapons".

The document was only four or five pages long. In his opinion, the various arguments listed on the paper were basically still in the conjecture stage, without any substantial data or theoretical support. Even at the end of the report, there was only Ning Shuang's signature. No one signed the columns for proofreading, review, and approval.

"This girl has quite the ambition."

As Chen stuffed the documents back into the brown paper bag, he couldn't help but feel a pang of emotion.

Based on the information he had, ever since martial artists discovered star artifacts on the bodies of alien races in the Fusion Realm, countless talented researchers from various countries on Blue Star have been trying to replicate them.

However, over the past few centuries, individuals, government agencies, and powerful forces have invested immeasurable human and material resources, yet no one has been known to have mastered the technology to replicate star devices.

Ning Shuang's ability to be specially recruited by the Starcraft Research Institute of Kyoto University at the age of sixteen undoubtedly demonstrates that she is a genius in the relevant field.

Geniuses always have the arrogance of geniuses, and they chose the most challenging problem in the industry right from the start.

He couldn't be sure whether Ning Shuang's idea was just wishful thinking, but the difficulty of achieving it was unimaginable.

After putting the brown paper bag away, Chen Cong glanced again at the stack of books related to star artifacts beside him, and an idea suddenly popped into his mind.

I wonder if my cheat code can analyze this kind of thing?

But while he may want to, he has no way to try it right now.

Currently, one of the two analysis slots for the Golden Finger has been given to Bajiquan, and the other to Lingyuanbu.

He doesn't know when another spot will be added; he can only wait and see.

Suppressing all the thoughts in his mind, Chen Cong glanced at the bracelet.

It was already 9:30 p.m., and Karapti Hey hadn't sent him a message.

He had asked her to spar last night, but she said she had something to do. He hasn't heard from her since, and given the previous incident of the sudden appearance of the fusion rift, Chen Cong instinctively worried that something might have happened to this girl again.

He was hesitating whether to send a message to Hey to ask when the bracelet on his wrist suddenly vibrated.

Looking at the virtual avatar that appeared, Chen Cong smiled and clicked to answer the call.

"elder brother."

As soon as the call connected, Chen Lin's younger brother's voice came through the bracelet.

"It's so late, why aren't you asleep yet?" Chen Cong asked softly.

Chen Lin hesitated for a moment, then asked somewhat shyly, "Brother, are you free tomorrow?"

"I want to go to the city library. I've finished reading all the books I borrowed before. My parents are busy at the factory and have to work overtime..."

Hearing his younger brother's cautious tone on the phone, Chen felt a pang of sadness.

With difficulty moving around in both legs and parents busy with work, my younger brother has spent almost all his time at home since he was little, keeping company with books.

When I was still at the Cultural College, I would occasionally go back on weekends to take him to the nearby park or to the city library to find some books that interested him and borrow them.

Now that he's transferred to the martial arts academy, I'm so busy all day that I haven't taken him to the library for almost half a month.

"Tomorrow is Sunday, I have time," Chen Cong said with a smile. "How about I go home now? I'm still in the car."

Upon hearing this, Chen Lin asked excitedly, "Really?"

Chen Cong hummed in agreement and looked up at the Ning family driver in the driver's seat: "Hello, could you take me to Hengjin Huafu now?"

The driver slowly reduced the car's speed and quickly turned around to say respectfully, "Mr. Chen, please don't be so polite."

"You are the sworn brother of Young Master Yu Hang, so serving you is my duty."

Chen Cong was surprised, then smiled and said, "Alright, please take me to Hengjinhua Prefecture."

The driver nodded, restarted the car, made a U-turn at the intersection ahead, and headed straight for Hengjin Huafu.

When Chen opened the door at 10 p.m., the living room lights were still on.

The father, Chen Changhe, seemed to have just finished showering and was drying his hair. Hearing the noise, he looked towards the door in confusion.

"Xiao Cong!?"

"Why are you back at this time?"

When Chen Changhe suddenly saw his son carrying a thick stack of books back, he was initially delighted, but then a hint of worry flashed in his eyes.

Meanwhile, Zhao Qian, who was cooking in the kitchen, saw Chen Cong through the glass door. Forgetting about the food in the pot, she hurriedly grabbed a spatula and came over: "Cong Cong, why did you rush back in the middle of the night? What happened?"

Meeting his parents' worried and questioning gazes, Chen Cong quickly explained, "Mom and Dad, don't worry, nothing happened."

"I just went to a classmate's house for a dinner party. The party just ended, and since it's not far from home and tomorrow is the weekend, I came back to visit."

He didn't mention that he came back because of Chen Lin's phone call, otherwise his mother would definitely nag him again.

"You scared me to death..." Zhao Qian breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, and was about to continue speaking when Chen Changhe's nostrils twitched suddenly, his face changing as he exclaimed, "It's burnt! Wife, it's ruined! It's ruined!"

Zhao Qian was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly rushed into the kitchen, and a flurry of activity ensued.

After a simple dinner, the family of four sat around in the living room chatting, and Chen Cong took the opportunity to tell Ning Yuhang about their sworn brotherhood.

Hearing this, Chen Changhe and Zhao Qian were both surprised, delighted, and worried.

"Dad, Mom, don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Noticing his parents' expressions, Chen Cong smiled and comforted them, "It's getting late. You've had a long day, so get some rest."

The couple exchanged a glance but didn't say anything more. They casually told their two brothers to go to bed early and then went back to their room.

Only the two brothers remained in the living room. Chen Lin, in his wheelchair, looked at Chen Cong and whispered, "Brother, thank you. If Mom finds out..."

Chen Cong gestured for silence, then stood up and pointed to his room.

Chen Lin nodded and turned his wheelchair to follow him into the room.

"Brother, are these books from your school?" Chen Lin asked curiously, looking at the stack of books related to star artifacts on the ground by the door.

Chen closed the door, came up to him, and shook his head: "These were just given to me by a young lady from the Ning family."

"That girl is a genius, a year older than you, and she's already a specially recruited student at the Kyoto University Starcraft Research Institute."

Realizing that his parents had been busy working overtime lately and hadn't taken his younger brother out for a while, Chen Cong slowly told him about what had happened at school recently and what he had seen and heard at the Ning family's dinner party that evening. Chen Lin listened intently, a deep look of envy in his eyes.

"Brother, is this space weapon you're talking about really that amazing?"

Chen Lin casually picked up a book titled "Analysis of Starcraft Materials" from the top of the stack of books next to him, flipped through a few pages, and asked curiously.

Chen Cong nodded: "Starry Sky Weapons have unimaginable power against monsters from the Fusion Realm and alien races."

"Unfortunately, so far, the entire Blue Star has only scratched the surface of research on star artifacts, and no country or power has been able to develop the technology to replicate them."

Chen Lin quietly flipped through the book in his hands without saying a word.

Seeing that he seemed somewhat interested, Chen Cong smiled and said, "If you like them, I'll keep these books at home."

With the college entrance examination approaching, the current situation may seem promising, but overall physical fitness remains a sword hanging over our heads.

Besides, there was the pressing issue of obtaining the title of "Blackstone Trialer," leaving him with no extra time to study the star artifacts.

Chen Cong felt that Ning Shuang's approach to him was probably just a spur-of-the-moment thing, and that she would forget about it once her own laboratory was built and she devoted herself to research.

"OK!"

Upon hearing that Chen Cong wanted to keep these books for him, Chen Lin excitedly replied, "Then let's go to the library tomorrow and see if there are any other related books."

"Anyway, I'm just idling at home every day, so it's good to read more books that require thinking."

Chen Cong nodded: "Okay, then go to bed early. I'll take you to the library tomorrow."

He got up and pushed Chen Lin to his own room, then carried him from the wheelchair to the bed. Chen Lin turned off the light and turned to walk towards his own room.