Chapter Sixty-Three: Team Service

Chapter Sixty-Three: [Team Services]

After three hours of detailed physical testing, the entire team acquired the first-hand, comprehensive data on Xia Zhen, establishing a preliminary electronic file for him. Based on his actual physical information, a simulated digital model was constructed. Through 3D printing technology and intelligent AI, an almost lifelike replica of Xia Zhen could be generated for various human simulation tests, ensuring that all equipment and tools developed by the team would be perfectly suited for his use.

Yet, the team was somewhat frustrated that they could not create an effective data model for Xia Zhen’s mental strength, nor could they accurately determine its attributes. The main reason was its peculiarity—it could fluctuate from zero to infinity in an instant, making any reliable assessment impossible. As a special category of supernaturals, telepaths were not without reason considered unique. Mental strength was hailed as a mysterious force beyond science, still indecipherable to this day.

Nonetheless, the team remained deeply interested in Xia Zhen as a “specimen.” Telepath specimens were rare, and Xia Zhen was an exceptional case even among them, making him a precious subject.

The intelligent AI, Yu Hua, informed Xia Zhen that the team would need some time to prepare the necessary equipment for him. For now, however, the medical, nutrition, and exercise teams could already provide their services.

After a round of evaluation by the psychological intervention group, Uncle Xuan Yuanjie advised Xia Zhen not to be overly impatient, to nurture his heart, and to understand the principle that haste makes waste. Otherwise, he might ignite his liver fire and the flames of desire, disrupting his cultivation.

Initially, Xia Zhen had underestimated the psychological intervention group, but after Xuan Yuanjie’s words, he found himself deeply impressed. Ever since becoming a supernatural, he had indeed been somewhat restless, desperate to storm the City of Eternal Night and eradicate the Blood Clan, restoring peace to the Federation. Yet, the impatience underlying this ambition had only caused his state of mind to deteriorate.

Such restlessness might not be problematic for ordinary supernaturals, but for telepaths it was a grave taboo, easily affecting mood and inviting inner demons.

“Thank you for your guidance, Teacher Xuan Yuan,” Xia Zhen said, grateful to the spiritual interventionist whose demeanor carried a hint of immortal elegance, before rising and leaving his office.

He then visited the medical team and underwent a session of cryogenic hypnosis therapy: on one hand stimulating his cells for self-repair and clearing hidden ailments, on the other offering deep sleep to relieve the accumulated fatigue from the telepath’s constant mental exertion.

After this cryogenic therapy, Xia Zhen felt reborn, as if his brain and body had undergone a thorough cleansing, leaving him lighter and more energetic. Though it didn’t enhance his mental strength, it restored the sense of fullness he had experienced after leveling up his mental power, stabilizing his state.

The exercise team devised a training regimen tailored for telepaths, focusing not on strength and endurance but on agility, reaction speed, and physical recovery, aiming to optimize his most vital physical attributes.

Additionally, the exercise team had already secured a private trainer and a dedicated gym for him within the city of Bolatran, offering round-the-clock fitness services.

Finally, upon entering the nutrition team’s office, Xia Zhen found the team leader, Emilia, to be notably young—a refreshing contrast to the other groups’ older members. In terms of appearance, she was nearly as beautiful as Shen Hua, slightly less so than Nalan Sheng, but her elegance and scholarly air made her particularly distinctive.

Emilia set down a stack of organized documents, then printed a list and handed it to Xia Zhen. “Mr. Xia, this is a nutrition plan I’ve developed based on your physical and supernatural characteristics. You can stick it on your fridge or elsewhere for easy reference. Of course, if you don’t have the time, your AI assistant can arrange customized meal deliveries for you—provided you’re willing to spend the money.”

Xia Zhen sensed that this woman didn’t seem very interested in him; her speech was highly formulaic, as if she were simply fulfilling a duty. In contrast, the other team members were polite and friendly, always addressing him in a congenial manner.

“All right, I’ll be on my way then,” Xia Zhen replied, glancing at the nutrition plan list, which seemed rather complicated. It was clear he wouldn’t be able to follow it himself, but fortunately, the team had provided him with an AI assistant.

Emilia was a bit surprised. Usually, regardless of age, men would try to linger even if her expression was cold. Xia Zhen’s straightforwardness was a first for her.

“A brute, indeed,” Emilia thought, labeling Xia Zhen as rough, before nodding expressionlessly.

Returning to the laboratory hall, Xia Zhen was approached by Uncle Kai, who tossed him a set of car keys. The keys didn’t look luxurious, nor were they ordinary, but carried an air of refined compactness.

“Mr. Xia, this is a daily vehicle provided by the Foundation for short trips. Long-distance vehicles are still being modified and should be ready in about half a month,” Kai said.

Xia Zhen pocketed the keys, learning that the car was parked above ground, not here.

Finally, he called Shen Tu Wan Hua to update her on his situation. She told him that in three days she would bring him back to this place. The current location was merely a temporary base; once the Foundation's permanent facility was completed, it would offer even more comprehensive and powerful services.

“Isn’t this already comprehensive and powerful enough?” Xia Zhen muttered after hanging up, shaking his head. No wonder, even after earning millions, he still didn’t feel like a wealthy man. Even the fallen Nalan family and the formidable Delansol financial group were enough for him to look up to—let alone the top-tier Shen Tu family.

By refusing the military’s olive branch, he had fallen behind the military’s nurtured talents in terms of resources, which made him all the more vigilant, relentlessly honing himself, especially eager to head to the City of Eternal Night for training.

Yet, after Xuan Yuanjie’s guidance, he realized this mindset was detrimental to his cultivation, so he needed to calm himself. Fortunately, with the Shen Tu Foundation’s support—currently serving him alone—he was catching up in terms of resources.

“Nalan family…” Xia Zhen entered the elevator with a complicated expression, recalling the magazine article about the marriage alliance, and the now isolated Nalan Sheng. His mood soured, but remembering Master Xuan Yuanjie’s words, he soon relaxed.

Leaving the elevator, he found a gold-plated compact SUV parked outside—the renowned federal automaker “Aurora.” Aurora cars weren’t luxury vehicles, but mainstream favorites among the middle class, with dozens of models ranging from one hundred thousand to five hundred thousand, consistently ranking among the nation’s top ten in sales.

“Master, you can integrate the car key with me, so you won’t have to worry about losing it,” Yu Hua, the AI assistant on his wrist, reminded him.

Xia Zhen had forgotten about this, so he followed Yu Hua’s instructions to copy and back up the car key. Yu Hua was bound to Xia Zhen’s DNA; only his clone could gain her recognition.

Soon, Yu Hua unlocked the car door, prompting Xia Zhen to pocket the key. This was far more convenient than carrying the physical key.

Inside the car, buckled up, the vehicle automatically started under Yu Hua’s control. The car offered both automatic and manual modes—the automatic mode let Yu Hua drive while Xia Zhen rested. Manual mode was simple, akin to an automatic transmission, but with extra function buttons: jump, super acceleration, alloy tires, bulletproof mode, and so on.

Xia Zhen chose to drive himself rather than let Yu Hua handle it. He pressed the brake, shifted into drive, gently eased off the brake, and the car moved forward. A light touch on the accelerator and the vehicle responded beautifully, well-tuned, with the odometer showing about a hundred kilometers—clearly broken in by a professional.

Acceleration was smooth and silent, handling was excellent—a truly remarkable car.

“Yu Hua, what’s the price of this car? It shouldn’t be more than two hundred thousand, right?” Xia Zhen asked, driving and talking to Yu Hua, who had taken over the car’s intelligent system.

Yu Hua paused before replying, “Sorry, master, this Aurora V410 is a limited edition, and modified by the equipment team. Its actual price exceeds one million.”

“Seriously...” Xia Zhen couldn’t help but react; he hadn’t expected such an unassuming car to cost over a million. He’d have to be careful driving it.

With Yu Hua navigating, Xia Zhen didn’t dare speed, taking about an hour to return to the company.

“Hey, Xia Zhen, you bought a car?” he was greeted by Claire, Zhang Ziqi, and Menghu, who seemed to have just returned from shopping, carrying many bags from Claire’s car.

Xia Zhen nodded and locked the car. Claire and Zhang Ziqi circled it, murmuring their approval.

“Nice, this car isn’t ordinary—looks like it’s not a retail model,” Claire, sharp-eyed, immediately spotted the difference.

Zhang Ziqi nodded, “And it’s been modified, definitely by an expert. This car isn’t cheap—looks like you’re a rich man now, buying such a good vehicle for the first time.”

“Not really, just happened to know a friend who helped me out,” Xia Zhen replied, not yet ready to reveal the Foundation’s backing to Claire and the others. He planned to tell Chu Yan face-to-face, fearing the company might misunderstand otherwise.

Menghu clung to him, begging Xia Zhen to take her for a drive. She had become enamored with cruising and shopping lately, neglecting her training.

Xia Zhen scolded her, but eventually promised to take her out for a drive soon—this time to Danute City, as the spring Professional League exams were about to begin. He wondered if Nalan Sheng would attend this time.