My Identity Is Becoming More and More Astonishing

"I did try to contact you in advance, but you’ve got to answer your phone, damn it." Shivering as he entered, Chen Yu didn’t bother changing his shoes and directly sat on the luxurious sofa in the living room, sneezing.

"Quick, get my friend something warm to drink," commanded the fat neighbor, waving his hand, "and bring some food too."

"Yes."

The short-haired girl standing by immediately ran into the kitchen and brought back a cup of hot milk and a plate of soft bread, presenting them to Chen Yu with great respect, "Mr. Chen, please."

"Thanks." Taking the milk and grabbing the bread, Chen Yu wolfed it down in three seconds, his mouth full of food, muttered unclearly, "Has this place become a military base? I just wanted to come in to avoid the snow, and those dozen security guards nearly killed me."

"It’s their duty. My place isn’t just for anyone to enter now," said the fat neighbor, hands behind his back, belly protruding, with a slight smile on his lips.

Chen Yu: "..."

"Alright, I’m full now." Handing back the plate, Chen Yu looked the short-haired girl up and down, "How old are you, young lady?"

"I’m 23." The short-haired girl smiled and bowed slightly.

"Pretty. Do you have a boyfriend?"

"No." The short-haired girl maintained her smile.

"Fancy him?" the fat neighbor squinted, "If you do, she can spend the night with you."

Chen Yu paused in his chewing, his brows furrowed instantly, looking at the fat neighbor, "Are you nuts? You just became a Transcendent a few days ago, and you’ve gotten cocky?"

"Huh?" The fat neighbor blinked, instinctively explaining, "No, I just thought since you came all the way here..."

Chen Yu: "At most she can stay for one night, just to give you face."

Fat neighbor: "..."

Swallowing all the food remnants in his mouth, Chen Yu wiped his greasy hands on the sofa and crossed his legs, "Enough, let them all leave. I’ve got something important to discuss with you."

"Leave," the fat neighbor said indifferently.

All present, including the butler, bowed deeply and left quietly.

The fat neighbor plopped down next to Chen Yu, lifted his wrist to check the time on his Rolex, and said, "Let’s hear it, I’ll do what I can for you. I have a class soon, so let’s speed this up."

Chen Yu looked at his neighbor with a half-smile, leaned back on the sofa, and after a moment’s thought said, "I don’t actually need you to do anything for me. I just wanted to see how your practice has been these past ten days since you arrived in the capital."

"Practice?" the fat neighbor asked, surprised.

"About the Transcendent’s practice!" Chen Yu made a punching gesture, "The kind where one punch weighs thousands of pounds, the practice that can withstand bullets."

"Oh," realized the fat neighbor, "you’re curious about that?"

"Of course! I’m just an ordinary citizen, what else would I be curious about if not Transcendent powers?"

"Alright. I’ll show you." Nodding his head, the fat neighbor stood up, walked to the dining table, picked up a fruit knife, then walked back. He threw the knife to Chen Yu, "Go ahead, stab me anywhere you like."

"Holy shit, are you serious?" Chen Yu exclaimed, astonished, and stabbed towards his neighbor’s eyes with the knife!

"Hey! Hey, hey!" the fat neighbor exclaimed in alarm, quickly tilting his head to dodge, "You can’t stab my eyes!"

"Oh." Chen Yu understood and then aimed the knife at his neighbor’s groin.

"Snap."

The fat neighbor’s face turned grim as he grabbed Chen Yu’s wrist, "Can you aim for a normal spot?"

"Isn’t fighting all about striking these two spots?" Chen Yu asked, bewildered.

Fat neighbor: "..."

Nonchalantly changing his stance to protect his sensitive areas, the fat neighbor expressionlessly said, "It’s early days in my evolution, and my vulnerable spots aren’t up to par yet. Aim for my chest."

"So you guys call practicing evolution." Chen Yu nodded, gripped the fruit knife tightly, and with determination, ferocity, and powerful, unstoppable force, stabbed at his neighbor’s chest.

"Clang-"

Accompanied by a dull thud, the sharp fruit knife instantly snapped!

And a strand of fresh blood slowly oozed out from the wound on the fat neighbor’s chest…

Chen Yu: "..."

Fat neighbor: "..."

Chen Yu looked up, bewildered, "You’re bleeding."

Withstanding the pain, the fat neighbor twitched the corner of his mouth, "I just asked you to try, not to stab me to death."

Extending his hand, he pulled out the shard of the blade lodged in his skin and wiped off the trickle of blood, he gritted his teeth, "How hard did you actually stab?!"

"Damn impressive," Chen Yu leaned in, inspecting the wound closely, deeply impressed.

With the force of the stab he had just delivered, if the knife had been sturdier, even a bulletproof vest might have been penetrated.

And yet, there was only a tiny cut on the man’s chest…

After just ten days of practice!

Given that the fat neighbor had just moved in, there must have been a lot of procedural work. The actual full-fledged practice time might not even add up to one week.

Yet even so, he could now be considered "superhuman."

No wonder the Transcendent group calls this sort of ability-based practice evolution…

’Incredible!’

’Absolutely incredible!’

’This physical quality is mine now.’

Unable to contain his inner delight any longer, Chen Yu put down the knife handle, closed his eyes, and took several deep breaths before he could finally calm down.