"Doctor Luo, your package has arrived!" Uncle Wang from the hospital's reception called out to Luo Chao, who had just bought breakfast and was about to go upstairs.

"Oh, got it!" Luo Chao swallowed the bun in his hand and walked towards the reception.

"What did you buy? It's quite heavy." The kind-hearted Uncle Wang from the reception helped Luo Chao carry a big box.

"Oh, this? It's some fitness equipment, for working out."

"Haha, Doctor Luo, as expected from the Divine Doctor, you know the importance of physical exercise. Not bad, not bad. Nowadays, young people just sit in front of computers all day, playing on them like it's nothing! They don't even think about moving their bodies. Even my 9-year-old grandson does the same, gaming on the computer every day, lacking exercise, and we spoil him at home. He's as fat as a ball now!"

"Whenever I say something about it, my wife pampers the precious grandson, saying being fat is a blessing! When I was young, I used to climb mountains, trees, swim in rivers every day. My body was much stronger than that of young people today!" Uncle Wang laughed.

Luo Chao listened, nodding noncommittally.

But he knew that this equipment was not just for simple exercise.

"Just leave it here. Thanks, Uncle Wang!" Luo Chao thanked him at the ward door and handed him two Zhonghua cigarettes.

After discovering his superpower a few days ago, Luo Chao had been pondering how to enhance his telekinesis.

He then realized an important issue—to improve, one must have a benchmark for measurement first.

He could use telekinesis, sure, but he didn't know the exact figures related to the strength or power of it.

Thus, Luo Chao ordered a set of barbell plates online, ranging from 1.25 kg to 25 kg, an exhaustive collection.

Luo Chao opened the box, first taking out a 1.25 kg plate, then tried lifting it using his telekinesis; the barbell plate floated effortlessly in the air, flying back and forth according to Luo Chao's wishes.

Next was the 2.5 kg plate—still no pressure; the plate moved as he willed.

Then came the 5 kg plate. This time there was change; the speed slowed somewhat, but Luo Chao still felt no exertion.

When it was the 10 kg plate's turn, under Luo Chao's telekinetic control, it too hung in the air, but both the ascent and flight speed significantly decreased.

With the arrival of the 15 kg plate, Luo Chao could only barely maintain its suspension; trying to make it fly, however, the plate refused to move an inch.

Upon reaching 20 kg, even lifting the plate another 20 centimeters was a luxury.

"Is it really this weak? The 20 kg limit, it's not even as strong as my fists!" Luo Chao thought to himself.

But then he reconsidered. "Kinetic energy equals mass times speed. If the speed is fast enough, even the finest desert sand grains can inflict damage!"

Then let's test the speed.

With that in mind, Luo Chao took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Hello! Brother Chen? It's Luo Chao. Are you free for lunch? Want to grab a meal together? Hmm, no big deal, just want to borrow a speedometer. Okay, great, 12 o'clock, at the Perfume Sea Restaurant. See you there!"

Brother Chen was Luo Chao's teammate in the army basketball team. After retiring, he was assigned to the Huahai City traffic police and is now the traffic police captain.

12 o'clock, in a small private room on the second floor of the Perfume Sea Restaurant.

"Come, come, Brother Chen, have a drink."

"It's work hours; civil servants aren't allowed to drink." Brother Chen said.

"Oh, I forgot. How about a cigarette then?"

"Can't smoke, too. There's a rule now; officials can't smoke during work hours!" Brother Chen chuckled bitterly, "But it's okay. It helps me quit smoking."

"That's really tough! Oh right, about the speedometer, Brother Chen..." Luo Chao asked impatiently.

"Here it is." Brother Chen took out a square device, "This one, a maximum measurement speed of 400 kilometers per hour."

"400 kilometers per hour? Are there cars in China that fast?"

"Who cares if there are. I didn't make it." Brother Chen laughed.

"Thanks, Brother Chen, I'll return it after I'm done." Luo Chao said, taking the speedometer.

"Keep it. This speedometer is obsolete. There's now a second generation, with a top speed of 600 kilometers per hour!" Brother Chen said.

"Thanks for the trouble, Brother Chen. No need for big thanks, I'll toast you."

"What's this big gratitude talk, you sly kid, always playing tricks." Brother Chen laughed and scolded.

After lunch, the two bid farewell, and Luo Chao took the speedometer to the hospital's sports track.

After a quick check to ensure no one was around, Luo Chao took out a 1.25 kg and a 10 kg barbell plate.

After setting up the speedometer, Luo Chao first tested the 1.25 kg barbell plate.

Beep beep beep!

With a graceful arc, the speedometer showed its result: 100 kilometers per hour, roughly 28 meters per second.

Then Luo Chao switched to the 10 kg plate. "Beep beep beep," the speedometer showed the result again: 20 kilometers per hour, about 6 meters per second.

"Not bad, the maximum speed even reached 28 meters per second. At that speed, hitting someone is enough to incapacitate them. If it were a sharp knife, it could easily cut through a person's veins, potentially causing death!" Luo Chao thought.

"I just don't know what the farthest control radius of my telekinesis is?" With that thought, Luo Chao controlled the 1.25 kg plate to keep flying forward, like controlling a remote control airplane.

After flying about 200 meters, Luo Chao completely lost the sense of the plate's presence, and it dropped to the ground as a result.

"It seems my telekinesis isn't as weak as I imagined!" Luo Chao felt quite relieved.

Still, even after advancing to the second layer of cultivation technique and obtaining the superpower of psychokinesis, Luo Chao felt somewhat anxious about the impending threat from the Black Hole Organization's assassins.

If it were just him, Luo Chao had full confidence in his ability to retreat unscathed from the assassins' attack.

But Luo Chao wasn't alone; he also had to protect Lin Yun.

Because of this, during combat, it would inevitably distract his attention.

With previous experiences of clashes with Black Hole Organization's assassins, Luo Chao didn't think those assassins would fight man-to-man in a fair and square duel.

Those assassins were more likely to use assassination tactics when least expected, like attacking from behind.

So, how could this issue be resolved?

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