A Life of Attributes Starting as a Nobleman in the Republic of China Era

As Chen Che walked into the lobby of the Peace Hotel, a cool breeze kept blowing in from the revolving door at the entrance, and he couldn't help but pull his collar up a little.

Manager Zhao noticed that instead of greeting him with a fawning smile as usual, he gestured towards the sofa with his lips and went about his own business.

Chen Che looked in the direction Manager Zhao indicated and saw Akutagawa sitting there. Akutagawa stood up to greet Chen Che and waved him over.

Chen Che, without any hesitation, sat down opposite Akutagawa and said casually, "Mr. Akutagawa, are you waiting for me, sitting here alone in the cold so early in the morning?"

Akutagawa's face was expressionless as he handed a newspaper to Chen Che.

The front page headline featured a half-body photo of Su Yanqing, taking up a third of the page. A large headline proclaimed: "Execution at National Square on the 12th: The Nightingale on the Suzhou River Was Actually a Revolutionary?"

"Mr. Chen, it seems your 'sister's' background isn't so simple." Akutagawa stared at Chen Che with a half-smile.

Chen Che's mind was racing with thoughts, but his face remained expressionless: "What does Mr. Akutagawa mean? She's just a top courtesan at the Paramount Ballroom, and a distant relative of mine."

"Besides, since when did joining the revolutionaries become a capital offense?" Chen Che said with a smile.

"It seems that Young Master Chen is not so sensitive to news in Shanghai's political circles." Akutagawa straightened up, a sly glint in his eyes. "The Imperial Army and the Garrison Command have jointly established the 'Municipal Maintenance Committee' in the last couple of days. My first task right now is to investigate the so-called 'Revolutionary Party'."

No matter what Chen Che says, staying any longer will only make Akutagawa more suspicious of him. He even brought up the garrison command. Could a mere young master from a small aristocratic family really persuade such a large country as Japan?

Chen Che stood up and bowed to Akutagawa: "Thank you, Mr. Akutagawa, for informing me of this news. If I have any information about the revolutionaries, I will immediately report it to your department and will not tolerate or harbor them."

"You Chinese have a saying, 'If the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold.'" Akutagawa remained seated. "If we can capture Su Yanqing, we can also capture the forces behind her."

"Mr. Chen, if you have any ideas, the sooner you tell us, the better for both of us."

Chen Che chuckled and turned to walk out of the restaurant.

Although it didn't snow, Shanghai was still quite cold in early winter.

Li Yu has become one of the first disciples of the Central Martial Arts Academy from Zhabei, and Chen Che no longer rides in rickshaws; he now travels in Fords arranged by Uncle Chen.

Chen Che had originally planned to go to the Zhabei construction site with Uncle Qian, but then this happened. He had a thousand thoughts on his mind, but he concealed them well in front of Akutagawa, showing no sign of guilt.

"Uncle Qian, have the driver drive around the western and southern parts of Shanghai a few times, then stop at the mayor's residence." Chen Che said from the back seat.

He asked Uncle Qian for a piece of scrap paper, took out a pen, and wrote a few words: "Tonight, find a young servant from the Chamber of Commerce who is unfamiliar with the area to deliver this to the French Concession Police Station's reporting office."

Uncle Qian took the waste paper and put it into his undershirt.

Ford pulled out of the Peace Hotel, and colorful decorations adorned the streetlights along the Bund; Christmas was just around the corner. Shanghai, a cosmopolitan city, celebrated the holidays in a blend of grandeur and modern flair.

The most troublesome thing about Su Yanqing's matter is not knowing who to turn to.

The revolutionary party was a thorn in the side of the new government and the Japanese, and the foreigners were unlikely to help them wade into this mess.

Su Yanqing is Chen Che's sister Yanqing. His private relationship with her, and his use of the connections of the four major families, seems somewhat illegitimate.

If Father knew that Chen Che sacrificed himself to save Su Yanqing, even dragging the four major families into the mess and jeopardizing Jinling's interests in Shanghai...

Chen Che stuck out his tongue, not daring to even think about it.

All that's left are the shacks in Zhabei and the martial arts academy.

Chen Che looked out the window at the bustling traffic, the people coming and going like black dots walking on an ink painting, and an idea came to him.

Back at the Peace Hotel, Chen San and Sun Congzhou were still practicing martial arts. Chen Che greeted his master and returned to his room.

Over the past few months, Chen Che has worked tirelessly, never daring to relax for even a moment. His results are clearly reflected on the panel.

Name: Chen Che

【Life: 6.4】

【Strength: 6.6】

【Speed: 6.7】

【Spirit: 5.3】

[Stance Training: 5-Star Two-Element Stance: Mastery; 4-Star Wuding Storm Stance: Mastery]

[External Skills: 5-Star Wind God's Guidance: Masterful; Grandmaster Nameless Staff Technique: Masterful; 4-Star Flowing Light and Afterimage Sword: Masterful; 5-Star Azure Wave Fist Manual: Masterful]

[Talents: Diligence is rewarded by Heaven; A mind full of knowledge; A sudden enlightenment; Ability to draw inferences from one instance to another; A willingness to face death and live; Evolution of the life soul]

[Soul: Cangming II+, Chongchi I+]

Free attribute points: 0.2

Chen Che focused his attention on the three miscellaneous martial arts techniques.

"Transform the [Wuding Storm Stake] and the [Flowing Light and Lingering Shadow Sword]."

The Canglan Fist Manual is a 5-star skill, and Chen Che wants to keep it.

The moment the command was given, an unprecedented experience overwhelmed him.

No longer were the cold numerical changes on the system panel; he could clearly perceive countless images of his three years of arduous practice of the Meridian Stance:

The initial shaky steps; the agonizing pain and the gritted teeth to persevere; until finally, the framework was perfectly formed... These fragments of memory, soaked in sweat and time, were precisely purified and refined from the vast sea of ​​knowledge by an invisible force.

Countless fragments of light and shadow flowed, eventually transforming into a wisp of pure liquid radiating warm white light, which gently fell into the core of his consciousness.

The free attribute points have become 1.2.

Next.

Chen Che's consciousness touched the golden plus sign next to Chong Chi.

A mysterious sensation surged from the depths of his soul, a throbbing of blood from the primordial era. He knew that the colossal beast slumbering beneath the abyss was about to awaken.

A warm sensation rose up his spine and up to the top of his head, making him feel as if he were soaking in water.

In a daze, he found himself in a state of chaos.

There was no sky or earth around him, only endless void. Chen Che looked down and discovered that he had no body, only a faint ball of light.

In the distance, there was a huge figure.

It was a lizard, bluish-black in color, covered in dense scales, with thick limbs and a long tail. It lay there motionless, as if asleep.

Chen Che recognized it—it was his life force.

From the moment he embarked on the path of martial arts, this lizard had been lurking within him. Normally, Chen Che could sense its presence, but he had never "seen" it so clearly before.

At that moment, the lizard seemed to sense something and slowly opened its eyes.

Those eyes, cloudy and ancient, seemed to have witnessed millions of years. They looked at Chen Che, and Chen Che looked back at them.

Suddenly, the lizard moved.

It raised its head, opened its mouth, and let out a hiss. The sound was ancient and desolate, like a call from the distant past.

The surrounding chaos began to surge.

Countless points of light converged from all directions, swirling around the lizard like fireflies. The lizard's body began to glow, and its bluish-black scales gradually became transparent, revealing the flesh and blood that were changing beneath.