Chen Mo was not in a hurry. While he followed John Peston and the other man to exterminate the contraband trafficking organizations outside the city, he continued to learn Gun Kungfu from them.
However, Gun Kungfu was not an ordinary combat technique. The movements and moves were only superficial. The true essence of the technique could not be learned through observation alone. The mathematical and geometric models of combat analysis and prediction, as well as some of the most important techniques needed to be taught by professionals. A lot of targeted learning and practice was also required.
Gun Kungfu itself was a profound science. It included mathematics, geometry, statistics, probability, and many other topics. Just learning these theories alone required a lot of time and effort. The requirements for talent were even higher. It was not much easier than studying for a doctorate.
Every clergyman was actually a top student!
It was unrealistic to expect to learn Gun Kungfu just by watching the clergymen fight. After observing and learning for a while, Chen Mo completely dispelled the idea of taking a shortcut. He still had to follow the original plan.
However, although what he learned from the two men was only superficial, it was still the superficial knowledge of Gun Kungfu. It was real Gun Kungfu. Compared to Chen Mo's original simple and crude Gun Kungfu, it was much stronger. Therefore, although Chen Mo did not learn Gun Kungfu, he learned most of the Gun Kungfu. His Gun Kungfu had improved tremendously. However, Chen Mo did not show it completely. After all, his learning ability was too shocking. It was better for him to keep a low profile and be an ordinary combat genius.
Therefore, Chen Mo also gradually "improved" his strength in battle. Although the speed of improvement was a little too fast compared to ordinary soldiers, as a combat genius whose talent in Gun Kungfu was stimulated by the battle of the high-ranking clergymen, it was completely reasonable.
As for his previous mediocre performance, it could only be said that he had accumulated a lot of experience. In addition, he had not seen the magnificent battle of the high-ranking clergymen up close before. He was not stimulated, so it was normal for his talent to be stimulated.
Many people did not reveal their talent in a certain aspect at the beginning. They might even suddenly become very talented after a long time. This could be considered an epiphany.
There was no lack of such examples among the clergy, so Chen Mo was not worried about being suspected.
No one would be so bored as to suspect that a soldier who suddenly showed a talent in gunfighting was impersonated, just like how we wouldn't suspect that our classmates who suddenly improved their grades were aliens.
Chen Mo didn't slack off while farming Reputation with the two High Clerics. To be precise, it was Jarvis who was busy.
Chen Mo asked him to secretly control all the surveillance cameras in the city, including those hidden in various parts of the city that were not known to ordinary people. While he was monitoring the situation in the city, he also protected and hid some emotional criminals who would be caught by the soldiers if they were careless.
At the same time, Chen Mo also asked Jarvis, who controlled the entire Libyan network, to monitor all the phone calls in Libya at all times to understand the situation within the church and the army, as well as the various orders given.
It could be said that in the whole of Libya, Chen Mo had no way of knowing the high-level decisions of the Pope, Vice President Du Peng, and several Church Councilors, as well as some confidential matters, but Chen Mo knew the daily situation and the movements of various departments like the back of his hand.
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The huge city within the walls of Libya was filled with tall buildings and pedestrians. It appeared to be prosperous and developed, but everyone's expression was ice-cold and numb. They were like walking corpses as they walked through this ice-cold city of death.
Underneath this city, however, was a small underground world. The situation inside was completely different from the situation above.
Although it was not as dark and damp as the sewers, it was not spacious and bright either. The ceiling was disguised as an iron grate of the sewers, allowing some sunlight to sprinkle in. However, compared to the ground, this place was still a little narrow and dark. It was far less suitable for living in than the city above. After staying here for a long time, it was inevitable that one would feel a little depressed.
However, compared to the cold, numb, and machine-like people above, the people living here were much more lively. Their faces were filled with all kinds of emotions. Happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy were all freely displayed on their faces.
Some people sat under the sunlight from the ceiling, quietly reading a book. Some were focused on drawing at the side. Others were gathered in groups of three or five, playing games or chatting. Everyone's face was filled with lively expressions. Some were quiet, some were peaceful, some were happy, and some were excited. No one hid their emotions. All kinds of things that the church had labeled as prohibited items could be seen everywhere.
The church would never have thought that there were so many emotional criminals hidden under their feet!
This was the base of the resistance, the underground world!
Compared to the huge city above, the area here was actually very small. However, the location was very hidden. Even if the church knew that they were hiding underground, they would definitely not be able to find them in a short time.
This was also the only place where the emotional criminals could completely let go of their restraints and open their hearts. Only here could they feel that the world had not completely fallen, and that they still had hope.
If the city above was hell to them, then this place was heaven!
However, most of them did not always stay here. After all, there was no food here. Moreover, hiding all the time would not solve the problem at its root.
Usually, they still pretended to be cold and numb as they worked and lived above ground. At the same time, they secretly gathered information and guided other people who had recovered their feelings to join the resistance, silently accumulating strength to overthrow the dictatorship of the church.
They would only come to the underground world when they were certain that it was safe.
At this moment, in a corner of the underground world, at the door of an independent office, a man who was not very tall and wore a light blue one-piece work outfit similar to the others was leaning against the door frame. He quietly looked at the people in front of him who were doing their own things. However, no one knew what he was thinking.
At first glance, this inconspicuous man was the leader of the resistance, Jurgen.
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