Chapter 70

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"Manager, you're here."

Seeing Ye Xiao arrive, Ning Yuheng immediately sat up from the bed.

Ye Xiao waved his hand.

"No need to be so formal, just lie down. Don't move and aggravate your wound."

"It's fine, I'm almost fully recovered."

Ye Xiao put the things down and asked a few simple questions about his injuries. Ning Yuheng responded half-heartedly, clearly a bit distracted, or perhaps worried that Ye Xiao would ask about his background.

After a few questions, Ye Xiao said:

"Do you want to rest? Should I go back to the library first?"

Ning Yuheng gritted his teeth and couldn't help but speak up:

"Manager, don't you... have any curiosity about what happened last night?"

"What's there to be curious about? Everyone has their secrets. If you wanted to tell me, you would have done so already. If you don't want to, even if I ask, you'll just give me a lie to get by."

Ning Yuheng clenched the bedsheet, and after a long while, he let out a long sigh.

"Manager, to be honest, your mindset is the best I've ever encountered. Sometimes I even wonder if you're a hermit sage, used to great storms and the rise and fall of fortunes, so your attitude towards life is always so calm and gentle, making people envious."

"Someone like me, who can't even open his divine soul, can't stir up any great storms, so I might as well lie down."

Ning Yuheng shook his head.

"Manager, don't belittle yourself. To be honest, if you could cultivate, your future achievements would definitely be high. Your mental fortitude is too strong."

After a pause, he continued:

"Maybe it's all fate. Heaven never lets everyone have everything. You have such a good character but can't cultivate, I have talent but can't cultivate openly. Heaven loves to play tricks on people."

Seeing him lost in thought, Ye Xiao stood up.

"Alright, stop musing. Focus on recovering and try to get back to work soon. I've taken three days off for you."

"Thank you, Manager."

"No need to be so formal."

After saying that, Ye Xiao turned to leave, and Ning Yuheng quickly called out to him.

"Manager."

Ye Xiao turned back, and Ning Yuheng said with a serious face:

"If one day you discover that I've hidden something important from you, will you hate me?"

"No."

"Why?"

"You're not as handsome as me, not as rich as me, not as manly as me. Why would I hate someone who's worse than me?"

Ning Yuheng was somewhat at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"Manager, you really know how to hurt a person!"

"Yeah, I'll be off then."

...

Ye Xiao returned to the library and continued reading.

After being promoted to manager, most of the work was handled by the administrators under him, so he didn't need to get involved.

Therefore, after reading all the books about movement techniques in his area, Ye Xiao quickly gathered six basic movement techniques.

Then, using his position as manager, he went to other areas to read and found two more basic movement techniques.

This way, he had collected eight basic movement techniques.

The golden book was already emitting a faint golden light, indicating that he was just one basic movement technique away from synthesis.

He didn't know what the synthesized technique would be.

Currently, he already had the combat technique Overlord Saber, the sword technique Heaven-Cleaving Sword, the mental technique Purple Star Sea, the spiritual technique Supreme Heaven, and the healing technique Heaven-Filling Technique.

These five techniques, each one, were of the highest quality, far surpassing the level of techniques in this world.

They allowed him to perform at a level beyond his rank.

The next synthesized movement technique would likely not be inferior.

How much faster would it make him?

His current speed was already supersonic. Could he catch up to lightning with just one more step?

It would make him seem like the Flash!

As his strength increased, the power of the techniques would also become stronger.

Moreover, he didn't know if the techniques could continue to be fused. If he fused even stronger techniques, could he eventually reach the speed of light?

Or even faster than light?

Could he release a fart, use the technique, and circle the Earth before smelling it again?

But that seemed unrealistic.

After all, movement techniques are not teleportation.

Movement techniques still have a speed limit. Supersonic is far from the speed of light, and reaching the speed of light is still a long way off, let alone faster than light.

He had heard that spatial arrays could achieve long-distance instantaneous teleportation, but spatial techniques seemed to be at least classified as confidential, and the Jianghai City Library didn't have them. Even if he wanted to learn, he had no chance.

One step at a time. He would eventually learn when his strength increased.

Thinking this, Ye Xiao opened another movement technique book, and the golden book suddenly trembled, making Ye Xiao's face light up.

It was the last basic movement technique.

"Oh, isn't this little Ye Xiao? What are you doing here, at Sister Wang's place?"

Ye Xiao: "???"

This voice made him raise an eyebrow. He had been so engrossed in reading that he didn't realize he had come to this flirt's territory.

A miscalculation!

He looked up, and Sister Wang was dressed as usual.

She wore a tight-fitting blouse under a black work suit, a short skirt that barely reached her knees, and pale white stockings. Her velvet high heels clicked on the tiles.

This work uniform was not expensive and was quite formal, but for some reason, it always gave a different impression when worn by Sister Wang.

Perhaps it was due to the influence of a certain frivolous culture from a certain country to the east.

Not only do major websites have a separate section for work uniforms, ranking them alongside regional specialties and self-portraits, but even in many subcategories, work uniforms often appear, such as in works like "Not So Cold in Yingzhou," "Home Tutor," "Hypnosis," and many other classics.

Sister Wang sat opposite Ye Xiao, and a strong scent of Chanel perfume filled the air. She smiled, and her crescent-shaped eyes were indeed very alluring to men.

Ye Xiao glanced at her and then lowered his head to continue reading.

Sister Wang didn't get angry. She leaned on the table, propping her chin with her right hand, and still smiled at Ye Xiao.

"Little Ye Xiao, why are you always reading? What's so interesting about books?"

"Books contain golden houses."

"Hehe, build a golden house to hide a beauty? Why go through all that trouble? Just say the word, and at Sister Wang's place, you can open any door you want."

Ye Xiao suddenly felt an itch on his leg. He used his mental power to scan and found that Wang Na had taken off her high heels and was kicking his calf with her sock-covered foot.

He pushed back his chair slightly to avoid Wang Na.

"Sister Wang's pond is too deep. My small body can't stir up any waves. You should find someone better."