Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups
Chapter 1572 - 755
Chapter 1572: Chapter 755
At ten o’clock in the evening, there were few vehicles on the deserted coastal highway.
Only the dim streetlights on both sides rapidly retreated outside the car window.
After dropping off Zhou Xiumei, Wen Xin, and Bean one by one, Fang Cheng drove back to Guilan District.
The black Land Rover slowly drove into Sea Sky Garden and stopped steadily in the exclusive parking space outside the apartment building.
Fang Cheng pulled out the key, slung a canvas bag over his shoulder, and pushed the door open to get out of the car.
The evening breeze blew across the landscaping belt of the community, carrying a few wisps of the fragrance of osmanthus trees.
He stepped along the neatly paved floor tiles and walked into the lobby on the first floor of the apartment building.
The elevator area was brightly lit with overhead lights.
As Fang Cheng approached, his gaze slightly moved.
A wheelchair stopped in front of the closed elevator doors, with a girl sitting in it.
She wore a simple white dress and had long black hair that draped down to her waist.
From Fang Cheng’s angle, he could clearly see the pure and beautiful contour of her side profile.
However, under the cold white light, her skin appeared unnaturally pale.
Fang Cheng stopped half a meter away from her, glanced at the downward elevator button, and patiently waited.
The girl sensed someone approaching but did not turn her head.
She quietly looked at the elevator doors in front of her, emanating a kind of loneliness that had settled with long solitude.
Her demeanor was serene, like a white chrysanthemum blooming quietly at night.
Fang Cheng recognized her; she was a neighbor living in the same building.
Moreover, the night he infiltrated the "Chenxi Home" orphanage, misleading Cheng Jiashu and the Noah Organization, he had accidentally encountered her once.
Judging by the dew at the edge of her skirt, she had probably just finished strolling in the courtyard and was now ready to go home.
"Ding——"
The elevator arrived on the first floor, and the metal doors smoothly slid open on both sides.
Fang Cheng stepped into the cabin first, then turned around, pressing his finger on the door control button.
The girl placed her hands on the wheelchair’s metal rims, exerted a little force, and rolled smoothly into the elevator.
She steadied herself and looked up, meeting Fang Cheng’s gaze, and softly spoke:
"Thank you."
"You’re welcome."
Fang Cheng smiled calmly and casually asked:
"Which floor?"
"Seventeenth floor."
Fang Cheng reached out and pressed the "17" button, then illuminated the 19th floor, where he lived.
The elevator doors slowly closed.
The small space was very quiet, with only the faint hum of the equipment’s operation.
Fang Cheng stood with his hands in his pants pockets, his gaze calmly fixed on the red numbers that continued to change.
The girl quietly placed her hands on her knees, her lids slightly lowered, observing the reflection in the polished metal wall.
She seemed to recognize Fang Cheng as well.
Faced with this gentlemanly gesture, she opened her mouth slightly, intending to say a few more words, but habitually swallowed them back.
"Ding——"
The seventeenth floor arrived, and the elevator doors opened in response.
The girl silently pushed her wheelchair out, following the smooth metal seam.
Fang Cheng stayed where he was, watching her back turn at the hallway corner before raising his hand to press the door button again.
The elevator continued to ascend slowly.
This was just a small interlude on the way home, but Fang Cheng felt a strange sensation inside.
The girl’s demeanor and features always reminded him of someone in his memory.
A moment later, the 19th floor arrived.
Fang Cheng unlocked the door and entered the flat apartment.
Casually hanging his bag on the iron hook in the entrance hall, he did not turn on the wall’s light switch.
He walked through the entryway into the living room, embracing the darkness of the room.
With a Spirit rating as high as eighty-eight and an all-around evolved physique, his eyes had long surpassed human abilities in perceiving light.
Even in a completely dark room, the furnishings and contours of the furniture appeared clearly in his view.
As Fang Cheng walked forward, he unbuttoned several buttons at his shirt collar, thinking a bit self-mockingly.
With this night vision ability alone, each month he could save a considerable amount on electricity bills.
The apartment was spotlessly clean, without a trace of clutter.
He spread out the shirt he took off and hung it on the coat rack, then adjusted a slightly displaced pillow on the corner of the sofa.
Accustomed to maintaining his living environment in meticulous order, he could not tolerate any mess or deviation.
Fang Cheng walked to the kitchen bar, poured a glass of water, and drank it in one go.
Suddenly, a strong wave of hunger surged in his stomach.
With various Basic Attributes exceeding those of ordinary people tenfold, he gained immense Strength, but everything has two sides.
Such a powerful body naturally requires a staggering amount of energy to metabolize each day.
Though he had dinner at a street stall with Wen Xin and Bean in front of the TV station that evening, the amount of food consumed was still far from enough.
His stomach now felt like a blast furnace at full capacity.
He must daily consume a sufficient amount of fuel to meet cellular needs and maintain normal physiological functions.
If he does not eat over a long period, although his robust body could endure, his Spirit and will would definitely suffer severe torment.
If he was slightly careless, as Zheng Hongxin mentioned, he might become like those mutants who turn into monsters, driven insane by hunger and completely losing his mind.
Of course, Fang Cheng would not allow himself to be subject to such a low-level risk of losing control.
He immediately opened the freezer and glanced at the food supplies stored inside.
The few compartments were stuffed with whole slabs of pork ribs, packaged snowflake beef rolls, several bags of frozen dumplings, and various cooked foods and snacks.
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