59: Chapter 59 has a subsidy, 80,000 per day.

The ground began to tremble, as if a piece of heavy construction machinery was walking on its own!

Chen Mo's own speed wasn't affected; on the contrary, it had increased significantly due to his explosive surge in strength.

However, with his agility reduced to zero, he found even turning around difficult. Every punch he threw was at full power, and he couldn't even precisely control the force of his strikes.

Looking at the large crater he had punched into the ground, Chen Mo decisively allocated 200 points from his Strength and Physique to Agility.

In an instant, Chen Mo felt his body become incredibly light!

He weighed at least 600 kilograms now, yet even as a 600-kilogram beast, he was able to perform an incredible Z-shaped maneuver on the ground.

Creak!

But just as Chen Mo was immersed in the thrill brought by his high agility, a teeth-grinding tearing sound came from his knee.

"Damn it!"

Chen Mo fell flat on his face, staring at his rapidly swelling knee in confusion.

"That's not right, is it?"

His Physique was clearly on par with his Strength, so why was he still injuring himself?

And it wasn't even an explosive movement like throwing a full-power punch...

On second thought, it seemed the pressure this Z-shaped maneuver placed on his knees was no less than a full-power punch.

That must be it. It seemed Physique was the most important stat; his body was still too frail.

Chen Mo stood up, limping. He had just been discharged from the hospital, and it looked like he would be heading back to stay for another two days.

"Huh?"

Just then, a luxury car that looked like it could cost his life pulled up, and a face Chen Mo was very familiar with poked out from the window.

"Chen Mo?"

"You've been discharged?"

Wen Wan opened the car door and stepped out, spotting Chen Mo's swollen knee immediately.

"What happened? With your physical strength, you shouldn't be suffering from a torn ligament."

Wen Wan was puzzled, but she still reached out to help Chen Mo repair the torn ligament.

"I got a bit carried away earlier. I couldn't stop in time and ended up tearing my ligament."

Chen Mo chuckled. He was quite envious of this professional healer.

He wasn't envious of Wen Wan's body, but rather her talent for rapidly repairing injuries.

If he had such a talent himself, wouldn't he be able to do whatever he wanted?

One of his few remaining weaknesses was his poor self-repair capability; a near-fatal injury would take about ten days to fully recover.

"Are you alright now?"

Wen Wan asked after some thought.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Mo could tell from her tone that Wen Wan had something to ask of him.

"I want to ask you to accompany me to investigate an Abyssal Rift. Normally, even with random rifts and beast disasters, they wouldn't be as severe as this one."

Wen Wan's expression was somewhat grave, as if something beyond expectations had occurred.

"Just the two of us?"

Chen Mo was stunned. The two of them—one a First-Grade Martial Artist and the other a healer—going deep inside to explore was basically asking for death.

"No, I'm the logistics support for this investigation team, and I'm allowed to invite one person to join."

Wen Wan smiled sweetly and extended her hand toward Chen Mo.

"How about it? Do you want to come with me? I have a lot of confidence in your strength."

"Besides, you don't have to do anything else; just be responsible for protecting me."

Chen Mo frowned. Shouldn't the government be handling an investigation like this directly?

"There's an investigation subsidy, 80,000 a day..."

Before Wen Wan could finish, Chen Mo grabbed her soft, delicate hand.

"I'm duty-bound!"

"..."

Wen Wan didn't know what to say to Chen Mo.

She knew Chen Mo was short on money, but she hadn't expected him to be so desperate that even an 80,000 subsidy could tempt him.

"Then Chen Mo, come with me now. I'll have someone notify the Orphanage."

Wen Wan didn't know yet that Chen Mo had changed phones and was still planning to send someone to the Orphanage.

"No need, I'm a person with a phone now too."

Chen Mo took out his phone, and just as he was about to open it, he realized something was wrong.

"My phone doesn't seem like it's supposed to be this flat, right?"

Looking at the 'thin as a cicada's wing' phone in his hand, Chen Mo finally remembered that he had seemingly landed right on it when he fell earlier.

"..."

Wen Wan looked at the mysterious object in Chen Mo's hand that looked like a piece of colored steel tile, not knowing what to say.

"Chen Mo..."

"Didn't you buy a blast-proof phone case specifically for martial artists?"

"What's a blast-proof phone case?"

"Is that the thing that costs more than the phone itself?"

A question mark appeared over Chen Mo's head. His cheap little phone only cost 2,000, and a blast-proof case would cost him 7,000—if that wasn't robbery, what was?

"Sigh..."

Wen Wan sighed helplessly. Just how poor was Chen Mo?

"Uncle Wu, please make a trip and let Chen Mo's family know."

"Chen Mo, I'll have someone send you a blast-proof phone case later. All martial artists use these now."

"Otherwise, the cost of phones alone would bankrupt many people."

As soon as she said this, Chen Mo immediately became vigilant.

"Why do you want to give me such an expensive thing?"

"Is it expensive?"

Wen Wan was taken aback, looking at Chen Mo in confusion.

"Fine, I can't relate to a rich person like you."

Chen Mo waved his hand, giving up on communicating with Wen Wan on this topic.

"Oh..."

Wen Wan nodded, and the two didn't speak again in the car.

Soon, the car that looked exceptionally expensive came to a stop.

The car door was opened, and Chen Mo immediately saw Zhou Sanlang leaning on a cane.

"Director Zhou, you're here too?"

Chen Mo greeted Zhou Sanlang, who approached with some surprise.

"How did you end up here, kid?"

After saying this, Zhou Sanlang saw Wen Wan following closely behind Chen Mo, and the expression on his face changed instantly.

"I see, so Miss Wen Wan invited you."

Zhou Sanlang seemed to understand something and shot Chen Mo an envious look.

"Wait, Director Zhou, why are you still calling her 'Miss'?"

"Is the Wen family really that awesome?"

Seeing that Wen Wan had gone to discuss matters with the leader of the investigation team, Chen Mo asked in a low voice.

Zhou Sanlang scanned the surroundings, and after confirming no one was paying attention to them, he spoke.

"You kid, besides studying your own muscles all day, do you really not think about anything else?"

"The Wen family is the only Healer family in the entire Great Xia."

"Their family status is extremely high, not just because they can save lives, but also because the average lifespan of their family members doesn't exceed fifty."

"Do you really think such a heaven-defying talent comes without a price?"

"Aside from those who died on the battlefield following the military, more have died due to the exhaustion of their life energy caused by overusing their talents."

Zhou Sanlang glanced at Wen Wan's somewhat thin back and sighed.

"The Wen family never asked for status or money from the beginning; this is just the compensation Great Xia gives for the Wen family's contributions."

"Over these many years, the Wen family has dwindled from thousands of people to just over a hundred now."

"So, do you still think the Wen family's status isn't high enough?"

Chen Mo finally realized that the Wen family's status wasn't just because of their talent, but also their contributions to the entire Great Xia.

"The Wen family's motto is to save the dying and heal the wounded; status and money are just worldly possessions to them."

"Kid, you should be secretly happy that a girl from the Wen family is willing to befriend you."

"If it weren't for Wen Wan taking the initiative to come out and gain experience, let alone you, even I wouldn't be able to get treated by a member of the Wen family."

Zhou Sanlang patted Chen Mo's shoulder and said earnestly.