628: Chapter 313: Counting the Harvest_1 628: Chapter 313: Counting the Harvest_1 The train was zipping along at high speed, very stable.
An ordinary person without Lin Baici’s keen perception wouldn’t notice the slight jostling.
The train windows were scrubbed bright and spotless.
However, no scenery could be seen outside because a thick white fog enveloped everything, limiting visibility to no more than three ters.
It was the sa layout in every ordinary compartnt.
Since there were no people, it was quiet like a midnight graveyard, which was frankly a bit scary.
Lin Baici moved towards the connecting section of the VIP compartnt.
Above the carriage, a strip screen displayed a row of red characters.
[Welco Mr.
Lin Baici aboard this train.
We’re delighted to serve you!]
This ssage scrolled repeatedly, looking quite imposing.
It was a sha no travelers were present other than Lin Baici to see it.
As Lin Baici looked at the glass door in front of him, searching for a way to open it, it automatically slid open while Nine States-style music started to play.
Suona, pipa, guzheng…
It sounded quite pleasant.
It was unfortunate that cell phones couldn’t be used; otherwise, he would have liked to record it.
Lin Baici stepped into the VIP compartnt and glanced around.
The carriage was over thirty ters long with very few seats; there was a cluster of four every seven or eight ters, and they were luxurious and elegant, offering considerable privacy.
Sitting down at a vacant seat—since no other passengers were present—Lin Baici picked a spot at random.
The genuine leather seat was very comfortable, like being cradled in the arms of a voluptuous woman.
The mont Lin Baici sat down, the automatic massage system kicked in within just three seconds.
Lin Baici collapsed into it, unwilling to get up!
A display rose from the table in front of him and lit up, presenting a variety of program nus.
“There’s live broadcast?”
Surprised, Lin Baici, thanks to the Goryeo language crash course he had taken from Gu Qingxiang, was able to understand so of it.
So, he touched the screen and selected the category labeled with an ’18 ’ sign.
Swoosh!
The page flipped, bringing up rows of video previews—all available for imdiate viewing.
Most were dance performances, so were for late-night talk shows about emotions, and a few displayed ‘talent’ performances.
Thump!
A compartnt opened below the table.
Bending down and looking, Lin Baici saw a built-in refrigerator with beverages, alcohol, desserts, fruit, and even tea and coffee packets.
He even spotted a box of Durex.
The variety was decent, but Lin Baici dared not eat anything.
In God’s ruins, it was better to be cautious.
After checking out the VIP compartnt’s anities, Lin Baici took out the teorite, washed it with clean water, and then tossed it into his mouth.
[Thanks to nature’s bounty!]
Eater God prayed.
This thing was quite big and hard, but once thrown in the mouth, it imdiately lted and flowed into the stomach.
If not, it would puff up his cheeks like stuffing in a golf ball, looking rather dumb.
A surge of heat instantly spread from his abdon to his limbs and bones.
This was God’s Ability, the most subli and copious nutrient for life forms, capable of evolving life forms to a higher level of existence.
Species evolution requires a long ti and is fraught with uncertainty, but the God’s Ability contained within the teorite compels life forms to evolve towards the ultimate predator.
Given enough consud God’s Ability, one could soday stand at the top of the food chain.
Hiss!
Hiss!
A white steam wafted from Lin Baici’s body, and his skin started to glow slightly red.
Lin Baici left the fridge door open, so the heat from the steam quickly raised the temperature inside.
Huff!
Puff!
Lin Baici took deep breaths, feeling the God’s Ability coursing through his body, absorbing it, and converting it into his Divine Power.
God Hunters could not enhance their bodies by swallowing teorites.
They had to use Secret Techniques to extract God’s Ability from the teorites before they could make use of it; otherwise, they’d be contaminated.
This was why Lin Baici didn’t eat the teorite in the regular compartnt.
If Quan Sangin saw him and word got out, it would beco the most explosive news in the God Hunter Circle.
A minute later, Lin Baici had digested completely and opened his eyes.
He felt fantastic, as if he had moved bricks at a construction site for several days, then rested for a week, with all soreness and fatigue vanishing into thin air.
Fresh and energetic!
Lin Baici clenched his fist, sensing an increase in Strength and a more acute sixth sense.
He touched his neck where there used to be a wound from Zhao Chunyuan’s bite, but now he couldn’t feel it anymore.
Lin Baici rolled up his sleeve and examined the skin on his arm—it was smooth as silk and his muscle lines appeared even more aesthetically pleasing.
“Why do I feel like I’m turning into an even more of a pretty boy?”
This beat any beauty treatnt, no—it was far superior to plastic surgery.
Lin Baici was unaware that regular God Hunters wouldn’t experience such drastic changes after absorbing Divine Grace.
He was an exception.
Like during his high school days when, without working out and eating recklessly, he would still develop a six-pack.
Lin Baici took out a bottle of Coke, twisted off the cap, and gulped down a few mouthfuls.
Glug!
Glug!
He didn’t know how many stops were left on the Pusan Trip.
Initially concerned about whether his body could endure continuous exploration, he was now not afraid.
As long as he could get teorite Stones, he could enter the next stop in perfect condition.
“In the next fight, I must get more to share with Xia Hongyao and the others!”
Lin Baici sank into the couch, resting while analyzing the two instances of Divine Grace he had received from defeating the lady.
Zombie Walk: once you activate this instance of Divine Grace, your body emits a dead aura, causing life forms to perceive you as a corpse instead of a living being.
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