Mystical Journey

Garen put down the bowl in his hand and nodded his head.

"Very clearly; I think I understood your idea."

Rob nodded his head the same way.

"Us, the Rexott Organization have always been at the forefront of the world in this area of research. Regarding the discovery and creation of human potential, we had always looked into it from a combat fight aspect. It had been a long time ago since we started experimenting with practitioners, who set out to find the limits of a human. Unfortunately, we found the human body do have a limit data."

"Oh?" Garen was suddenly interested, "Limit data?"

"Indeed." Rob nodded his head seriously, "The limit data refers to data that we have obtained and gathered of the maximum limit of human quality one can achieve. Power, resilience, and responsiveness - we have split the human quality into three types. Of course, there is a much more delicate division of it, but I won’t say much here. With these three types of data, we got an unbelievable result - human strength does indeed have a limit. That limit is about 460 kilograms, and this refers to a pure power without any impact."

"460 kilograms," Garen understood clearly. The statistics obtained from this data and their own research were exactly the same. He could see that their knowledge and study of this topic was not something that could have been done within a short amount of time.

"Precisely, the data you mentioned is correct. But what does this have to do with you looking for me?"

Rob took in a deep breath, with his eyes staring at Garen.

"I realize that your powers have far exceeded 460 kilograms, where it has reached a horrifyingly unknown level. That is why I had to repeatedly emphasize whether you really are a true human being. Because according to our research, it is impossible for a pure human being to have such great power."

He carefully observed Garen’s expression underneath the mask.

"And based on what I know, Mr. Garen’s numerous had disciples grown rapidly under your supervision. Now, their own strengths have also reached a very high standard."

"That I do not deny." Garen nodded his head, "I created the Two-Faced Waterbird Fist and Shooting Shadow Secret Skill, as you must have heard." When he saw Rob nodding his head as confirmation, he continued, "Since we all know each other’s intentions clearly, then how do you plan to tackle my breakthrough limit?"

Rob lifted up his hand and looked at his watch. After some hesitation, he replied.

"What the authorities mean is that we hope you can hand over the full set of martial arts’ fist materials. In exchange, we will assist you by taking over your revenge on Primary Colors Group. By looking further into your martial arts system, it would be very helpful for us to carry out evolutionary experiments on the improvements of human limitation. This is a huge matter that would help all mankind. I hope you can consider it well."

Once he finished his sentence, his expression did not look good. As he looked at Garen’s facial expression, his heart jumped - he knew it was going to end horribly.

However, he knew that Garen used Two-Faced Waterbird Fist and Shooting Shadow Secret Skill to control the two big organizations, combat club, and Nighthawk. For them to ask him to hand over all of his martial arts' secrets, they would be taking advantage of the situation by stealing his work.

"Two sets of materials on martial arts’ secrets?" Garen never thought the other party would bring this idea up. The Secret Technique was indeed profound, but technology was very powerful too. If he gave them all the information, maybe they might just come up with something new after a while.

"Please don’t be angry!" Rob looked terrible, and he quickly said, "We still want to add some gifts. We heard that you were looking for the Sleepless Faces. Our organization has been preserving the two masks we have used in the experiments. If you agree on the secrets, we can immediately gift the two masks to you with honor. And, we will send over the information on the other masks."

"Sleepless Faces?" It was the first time Garen heard that term.

"You don’t know? That is the ancient name of the mask you’re wearing," Rob explained. Seeing that Garen did not explode, he relaxed.

Garen sighed heavily.

"About the materials on Two-Faced Waterbird Fist and Shooting Shadow Secret Skill, I can give it to you, but these two Secret Techniques contain a distinct property. Without that distinct inheritance, there is no way you can train them yourself. I had to say that first, in case you have regrets in the future."

To be honest, he picked these two Secret Techniques randomly. In his memories, there were numerous Secret Techniques - not ten, but more than hundreds of them. These were just third-rate Secret Techniques. If it wasn’t for him, or his talent skills, even if he wanted to practice independently, he would at least need ten or twenty years of hard training. Still, that was the case for extraordinary appraisals.

Rob’s watch seemed to have the function of sending out whatever Garen had said. After looking at the reply on the screen of his watch, Rob nodded to show he understood.

"The authorities hope to invite you to collaborate in the organization’s higher level experiments to collect some related data. I don’t know…"

"That is not a problem. I also hope that there is a detailed test environment to define my true abilities," Garen said proudly. He had always wanted to test his own qualities, but there weren't enough high-tech experiments. A general test equipment wasn’t even enough for his lighter punches.

"It will be a pleasure working with you!" For a moment, Rob was relieved, "About Primary Colors, we will take over fully on your behalf - Don’t worry. Regarding the circle of nature, we will also sort that out. Your life will not be affected. And, we will also give you a satisfied reply from the White Phoenix."

Garen nodded his head. At least he could now relax slightly since White Phoenix Base had been destroyed.

"I still need to kill the group who murdered my assistant. That should not be a problem I suppose."

Rob sighed.

"That is little difficult, but that shouldn’t be a big problem," The authorities’ plan was obvious. The hatred between Nighthawk King and Primary Colors was deep. Since he chose to side with Nighthawk, then naturally, there would be nothing to talk about with Primary Colors. Moreover, there had always been old grudges between the top levels and Primary Colors, and they took the opportunity this time to erupt. The background characters from each circle would show up to discuss the particular matter.

In fact, White Phoenix was not the only violent party from the Primary Colors’ subordinates; there were more than ten parties, and White Phoenix was the person in charge of this area. Equivalent to a subsidiary, in the face of another world-class monopoly consultation, regional affairs of a subsidiary would not be a big problem.

"Then it will be a pleasure working with you," Garen smiled while nodding his head.

"Pleasure working with you too."

Rob also gave a relaxed smile.

"On the other hand, regarding the Sleepless Faces you mentioned just now…" Garen asked about his doubt he had before.

Rob was slightly distracted.

"I assumed you knew. Sleepless Mask is the legend of the mask you are wearing. Legend has it that the original version of this mask was named as Daylight Mask, such that when people wore it, they gain the ability to never sleep. The wearer would be full of energy without needing any sleep. That way, more time could be taken out to do other things."

He explained.

"You would also know that throughout human life, we spend one-third of the time on sleep. If sleep was completely unnecessary, won’t that be equivalent to having one-third more of a life than compared to others?"

Garen understood and nodded his head.

"Hence in ancient times, when a Duke got the mask, he started a long process of imitating time. He used everything he could make use of and in the end, he had replicated twelve of the exact same mask. Undoubtedly, all the finest pattern carvings were the same. However, the functions could not be compared to the original; there wasn’t even a single bit of extraordinary power in it. Under his own disappointment, he hid the Sleepless Faces in an extremely secretive place, then spread the clues on top of each of the twelve masks before he died. Whoever could find all the Sleepless Faces’ replicas might even have the chance of searching for the original mask," Rob described it in detail.

Only then did Garen understand the essential information of this mask. Generally, it would be impossible for an ordinary organization to know about these things. Only those big organizations that had been through historical changes would have had a chance to record it down. Within that short time frame, Rob must have contacted one of the organization’s top levels through the device to quickly explain the context to him.

Rob was indeed a caring person.

"Don’t you worry, we will help you sort out the issues about the mask and Primary Colors."

Garen nodded. Indeed, facing Primary Colors alone, its top levels would be involved in the background, behind their extraordinary powers and he would be put in a situation where he would have to deal with the Nine Head Dragon King while dealing Primary Colors as well; that would not be an easy thing. If it could be less troublesome and much smoother, it would definitely be better.

As for the Secret Technique, without his Soul Primer, if they do not train hard for ten to twenty years, they should not even have the thought of getting half its result. With that, they would only be able to enter a smaller part of the martial arts world. After that would be the martial artists' world, which would seem like an illusion. Even entering the martial artist levels would be extremely difficult, not to mention the courageous Grandmaster of Combat.

He had to collect all the masks as soon as possible, before the attack of the Nine Head Dragon King. The more potential points he gets, the higher the possibility of him shortening the time to strengthen himself. Now, this was Garen’s real aim.

What he needed most now was time.

"If so, I will quickly jot down the information I have, but a lot of things need more than just a bit of information to completely describe it all."

Garen said softly.

Rob nodded his head.

"As an individual, I believe your sincerity is not fake. That, you can rest assured. I will quickly get the two masks out for you. And the protectors from your hometown will arrive shortly."

"Then I can relax," Garen nodded. Regarding the protection from his hometown, he was not very worried about that.

Grano was made into a gathering place for witches, where even the secret party of Vampires would not dare to kill humans freely, and not to mention a group of elite human killers. As higher level intellectuals, his parents had a broad relationship with the locals. And because of their relationship with the city councilor, they were willing to do a few good things for the locals; their fame wasn’t bad. Hence, in public and in private, the local witches would never allow any outsides attack the local’s public figure, which could trigger panic.

Even more so, his own arrangements should have preventative measures. At first, he arranged for the Arisa Sisters to protect his family. After being chased for many years, they were very happy to sneakily attack unwelcomed strangers.

Hence they predicted that the team sent to Grano by White Phoenix would do more damage than anything. The background circle knew on the inside that most would call for a cease-fire. Nobody was willing to be involved in a war between races.

More so, that was the truth.