Chapter 13 - Chapter 13. Determination

At dusk, the familiar lawn of the community remains unchanged, as do the youthful couple and Wongi, who continues to serve as a punching bag. Suddenly, the mobile phone resting on the grass begins to ring. Hold on a moment. I need to take a call. Wongi informs the increasingly excited girl across from him, who seems reluctant to pause. All right. Gao Yurong concedes, halting her movements, a faint sheen of perspiration glistening on her fair forehead, her cheeks flushed with a captivating rosy hue. Dad, what is the matter? Wongi answers the call, but as he listens, his expression shifts dramatically. What? Mom is hospitalized at the District People's Hospital. Upon arriving at his mother's ward, he finds Leilon awake, lying on a pristine hospital bed covered by a blanket. His father is absent and instead a familiar face. Shenyen keeps her company. Mom, are you all right? Wongi rushes to her bedside, concern etched on his face. I'm fine. It's just a minor issue. Leon responds, engaged in conversation with Chan Yin until she spots her son approaching with a strikingly elegant girl. Her gaze momentarily fixated on Gao Yurro. Son, who is this? before Wong he can respond. Gao Yurong steps forward with a smile. Hello Annie. I'm Wong has friend Gaurong. You can call me Yurong. Oh um Leilon stammers blinking in surprise as she glances between her son and the girl. She has quite beautiful and sensible. I si where did you find her? Shunyen intrigued also looks curiously at Gaoro. Mom dad mentioned you suddenly fainted. What happened? Wongi inquires his tone rising with concern. It's nothing serious. Just been overwhelmed with work at the factory, Leon replies. You've been working overtime again? Wanie s voice sharpens. His heart races with anxiety and frustration. His mother's health has always been fragile, and she has previously been hospitalized. Now, with her advancing age and her demanding work, he had urged her to seek a less taxing job, but she had resolutely refused. At that moment, his father enters, accompanied by a doctor in a white coat. After a series of examinations, the doctor explains that she has fainted due to extreme fatigue resulting in serious lumbar strain and cerebral overload necessitating her hospitalization. Given her age, she should remain under observation for a few days. If there is no deterioration, she can be discharged, but she must rest and pay attention to her nutrition to avoid future issues, the doctor advises. Wong E observes his mother, who is animatedly chatting with Gao Yurong and Shunyan, seemingly in high spirits. He recalls that Lino Yoyu is likely to arrive soon, promising even more liveless. Whatever the case, as long as my mother is happy, Wongi thinks, feeling a certain indifference wash over him, his mind drifts to another matter. The reason his mother endures such hardship, refusing to change jobs and working overtime, is ultimately for the sake of their family. The underlying issue is their inability to provide his parents with a comfortable and easy life. Initially, Wong had planned to participate in a preliminary martial artist assessment on July 1st, hoping to catch the attention of the extreme martial arts academy and secure a special recruitment. The benefits of special recruitment far exceed those of ordinary admissions into martial artsmies. The more talented the individual, the greater the potential, which makes the academy value them more highly, offering increasingly generous rewards. He vividly remembers that after Luo Fong successfully harnessed the genetic energy during his first training, his astounding talent caught the attention of the chief instructor of the Yonjo City Academy, who recommended him to the southern headquarters where the supervisor, Zhuatau, recognized his potential and signed a special contract. At that time, the offered benefits included a villa and reimbursement for a martial arts manual valued at less than 100 million along with 20 million as startup capital. The Extreme Martial Arts Academy has always been dedicated to nurturing talent and is particularly generous to prodigies. The benefits provided can only be described as astonishing, commenurate with Luong s once in a- million qualifications. If Wong, he can demonstrate sufficient talent and potential during the preliminary martial artist assessment on June 1st, the academy will certainly take notice and the rewards will undoubtedly be substantial. Wongi recalls that after Luo Fong signed his contract, he was allowed to move into the martial artist community's villa without undergoing a practical combat assessment. Of course, this was also due to Luo Fong s exhibited strength. Upon his first training session, he achieved a punching power of 3,100 kg. The requirement for preliminary martial artists is merely 900 kg. Most preliminary martial artists upon their initial successful harnessing of genetic energy typically only managed to enhance their physical strength by a few hundred kg making Luo Fong s prowess overwhelmingly superior. Thus, the academy had no doubt about his passing the practical assessment essentially granting him a favor in advance. Wong s current physical prowess is around 3,600 kg. Moreover, due to various rewards accumulated through his sign-ins, his physical attributes are actually more formidable than those of other martial artists at his level. His swordsmanship and agility are comparable to those of seasoned martial artists with such strength if he can showcase it during the preliminary assessment. He is confident it will draw significant attention from the upper echelons. At just 18 years of age, having never undergone formal martial artist training or harnessing genetic energy, Wong has reached this level, presenting himself as a veritable anomaly. The Extreme Martial Arts Academy will undoubtedly offer him exceedingly generous terms. He might even have the opportunity to join the legendary elite training camp. As for concerns over other speculations and doubts, Wongi dismisses them. His mother is currently hospitalized due to her overexertion in life and he cannot afford to hesitate or shrink back due to unfounded fears. He believes that as long as he continues to progress rapidly and demonstrates his exceptional potential, the Extreme Martial Arts Academy will take notice and regardless of others opinions. They will be powerless against him. This is the deterrent power of the Extreme Martial Arts Academy, a giant in this world. Regarding the college entrance examination, he could take a leave on June 1st for the assessment with the exams commencing on June 6th, so there's still time. Although the exams hold little significance for Wong yet at present, they represent a culmination of his years as a student. With his resolve firmly established, Wong, he feels a wave of relief. His father glances at the trio of women engaged in conversation, then steps closer to his son, lowering his voice. Son, is that new girl your friend? Curiosity flickers in his father's eyes. He knows his son well, aside from academics and training. Wong is scarcely interacted with the opposite sex, resembling a legendary aesthetic. Suddenly, a stunning girl, clearly not ordinary, appears and accompanies his son to the hospital. Their relationship certainly seems to transcend mere friendship. Yes, Dad. I used to tutor her for a while. She asked the one. We have a good relationship. And she is also my friend. Wong replies. Is that so? His father responds halfbelieving as he struggles to grasp the modern youth mindset. He contemplates but decides not to dwell on it. His tone turning serious as he warns. I think both of them are quite remarkable. Just be careful, son. If anything happens, don't say I didn't warn you. Dad, what are you saying? Do you think I'm that kind of person? Wongi chuckles incredulously. Good, but you're getting older. With the entrance exams approaching once you finish and enter university, dating one TB a problem. I'm quite open-minded about these things. Back in my day with your mother, Wong, he rolls his eyes. Just then, the door swings open and Lin Yoyu, clad in a white dress with a gray coat, peaks her head in, "Wangi!" The three of them exchange wideeyed glances. Wong Seans voice abruptly ceased as he cast a glance at Lin Yoyu. His expression swiftly shifting to one of suspicion directed towards his son. It seemed to convey his silent demand. "Son, do enlighten me. Who might this be?" "Hello, uncle and aunt. My name is Lin Yoyu and I am a classmate of Wong," she said, standing at the threshold of the hospital room. Her hands clasped gently over her abdomen, her voice soft and tinged with nervousness. "Oh, very well," was the immediate response from Leilon, Wong Yi's mother, who lay on the hospital bed. "Come, sit down quickly." Lin Yoyu exchanged a brief glance with Wong Yi, who returned her gaze. Lowering her head and slightly biting her lip, she moved to sit beside Leon. As Leilon observed the lovely and delicate young woman before her, her heart swelled with joy, though she couldn't help but wonder how her son had suddenly come to know so many girls. While Chunyen was understandable, being a resident of the same community, these two before her clearly hailed from affluent families. Could it be that her son had entangled himself in something with him? A wave of concern washed over Leon. Wongi watched as the four women congregated, exchanging a knowing glance with his father. The two men discreetly withdrew, closing the door with care. Just as Wongi breathed a sigh of relief, he looked up and found his father s benevolent face before him.