Chapter 211: Physique Limit
Yi Chen took the ti to explain Lotson’s abnormal behavior in his white robe to Professor Qian Bosen, asking him to relay it back to the organization.
About ten days later, he received feedback from the organization.
The gentleman responsible for the organization’s dark activities noted so anomalies in Lotson during a week of tracking observation, but there were no clear expressions of illness.
His “abnormalities” might be related to mission failure, the death of teammates, and personal near-death experiences.
The organization also conducted several psychological evaluations of Lotson afterward. While he didn’t score high, he was at least above the passing line.
Since there wasn’t any problem, Yi Chen, who imrsed himself daily in physical training, didn’t interfere further,
...
Moreover.
There was still no news of Jin, and Reagan was still in deep retreat at the power station, never having broken through his limit, possibly undergoing unknown preparations.
…
Two weeks passed
Zed’s Paradise
Boom!
A rare heavy thud ca from inside,
so distinct that even the teachers and students in the teaching building could clearly feel the dull tremor from underground, as if they themselves had been punched in the chest.
The head of the Velsman Teaching Building went to the monitor room imdiately, utilizing an eyeball cara connected to a dead brain to gather high-definition images from the underground area.
When the staff accessed the footage, they were wide-eyed.
“Has Zede weakened? Impossible…how could this happen?”
In the monitor footage,
Zede, with a black bandage over his eyes and his body straightened, was making a near-perfect punching motion.
The fully stretched muscle lines of his legs, the twisted spiral lines of his torso, and the perfectly aligned lines of his right arm extended in a punch… through these lines, it was clear where the force was coming from.
But that punch did not destroy anything.
The fist hit Yi Chen’s stacked palms, and between the palms, spikes protruded with iron chains inside his body sharing the force of the punch.
His robust physique, just behind his hands, perfectly defended and caught the punch.
He was neither pierced nor blown away, but maintained a head-on confrontation stance.
This situation was thought impossible by the academy’s teachers and staff,
since they were quite aware of Zede’s physical combat strength, unmatched by anyone in the entire academy. Such a perfect punch could even severely injure an elite gentleman who had breached his limits.
This deadlock probably lasted about two minutes.
Swish!
From head to toe, spikes began to grow all over Yi Chen’s body.
Hum~ The spikes vibrated fiercely, breaking down the force of Zede’s punch into countless units, transmitting the force through the iron spikes and stimulating every inch of Yi Chen’s body.
The vibration lasted for over twenty minutes before finally stopping.
Streams of dark, viscous useless blood drained out along the spikes from his body, feeling the subtle changes in every inch of his flesh, sensing the independence of each piece of muscle and flesh.
Yi Chen couldn’t help but stretch out his arms, volunteering to show everything around him.
The familiar characters of the old days finally appeared in front of his retina:
[Physique] has increased [5 ]→[6]
*Physique has reached its limit value
* The compatibility of “Pathological Traits” with the body has increased.
…
Zede quietly waited, waiting until Yi Chen’s sensation of bodily advancent ended, and all the spikes retracted into his body.
“Congratulations! Your physique has finally caught up with your brain, reaching its limit…and the compatibility of the iron chains has also risen higher than I anticipated.
I dislike the monastery’s products, but I must admit they are really good,” Zede said.
“Teacher Zede, how about I treat you to dinner tonight? I happened to discover a nice restaurant in the lower levels last ti.”
“A restaurant in the lower level streets? Those are all secret eateries that process banned food, and they are quite expensive… Do you really have enough money?”
Yi Chen twirled Professor Qian Bosen’s business card in the air between his fingers.
…
On the train leaving campus,
Teacher Zede, dressed formally and sitting tightly, was wrapped up in an airtight overcoat, its inner fabric a specially made “corpse skin” that effectively shielded the aura, disguising himself as a corpse-styled gentleman.
He wore a biohazard respirator, treating the fresh air to make it foul.
Perceiving the real-world scene outside the window, the excitent was indescribable.
When the train arrived at the station, Zede, with Yi Chen’s support, shakily stepped out of the carriage, feeling the movent of the crowd and listening to the familiar sounds of communication between the blocks. If he still had tear glands, perhaps liquid would be secreted.
“I guess in a few more years, teacher Zede, you could completely regain your freedom. You could live freely as a gentleman, and might even beco less constrained as a ‘Tunnel Watcher’.”
“I hope so~ Those people above are still quite afraid of .
I don’t really have complete confidence in controlling myself… I might lose control of the dark side within
soday, leading to irreversible consequences.
I’ve already adapted to this life of being in shackles, it’s no big deal.”
“Today is your first ti out, stop talking about such depressing stuff! Let’s go have a good al.”
Yi Chen seriously underestimated Zede’s appetite.
Perhaps because it had been a long ti since he had forbidden food, out of control over his body, Zede alone nearly ate ten tis the portion of a normal person, constantly attracting the gaze of people around him with the plates piled on the table.
The restaurant owner quietly verified their identities backstage,
finding that Yi Chen was just a student while Zede’s image, who was eating behind a mask the entire ti, could not be matched against any valid database as a gentleman,
the owner, considering the possibility that they might dine and dash, sent soone in advance to guard the restaurant entrance.
It wasn’t until Yi Chen handed over a black business card that the restaurant side finally relaxed.
Although they ate a lot, it didn’t take much ti. Subtracting a half hour of travel back to school, there was still an hour left for outdoor ti.
Yi Chen mysteriously said, “Teacher Zede, would you like to see sothing nice?”
“What?”
“Co with .”
The dining spot was in the lower streets, and after quickly crossing three blocks, they arrived at the warehouse next to the Naless Clothing Store. Yi Chen pulled up the shutter door, and the densely arranged mannequins inside made Zede startled.
“Corpse wax sculptures? Although most are flawed, they clearly show the creator’s skill. Where did these co from?”
“These all belong to Ivan, the owner of the shop next door. He is Professor Qian Bosen’s old friend. My outfit was custom-made by him.”
“Hmm… He’s talented. So what did you bring
here to see?”
Yi Chen placed his forefinger to his lips and whispered softly, “We’ll talk about it downstairs.”
They proceeded to the basent along a hidden passage behind the mannequins.
As Zede slled the murky air below, he also took off his mask, feeling the Wind Elent Sealing spread throughout the basent and growing more curious about what Yi Chen was going to show.
“What in the world is…”
Before he could finish, Yi Chen took out the Old World’s Golden Box.
The symtric cubic Magic Cube in the box revealed itself, and Zede’s unique ‘Physical Perception’ imdiately captured the multiple pieces of information emitted by the cube.
“Could this be… a Three Attribute Relic? You little rascal!”
“Correct, and this thing is different from ordinary relics. To probe its essence, you must solve three different puzzles.
I have already deciphered the initial form corresponding to ‘Intelligence’, and now we need to use brute force for a Physique solution.
Today, I’ve just reached the limit, perfect for a trial.”
As Yi Chen grabbed the ends of the cubic cone, the limit physique imdiately provided an extra level of strength.
Creak~
Under the influence of strength, the symtric cubic Magic Cube slowly folded in half, giving an impression similar to bending an arm rod.
By the ti the ends of the cone completely folded and touched each other.
Wham!
A force field directly pushed Yi Chen back several ters.
The self-suspended “Madman’s Box” began to transform towards its third stage. Under the interaction of the precise structure, the cube astonishingly collapsed towards its center.
Eventually transforming into a dark gold, smooth tallic sphere.
A fingernail-sized hole remained at the top, hinting at “Peering.”
“What a clever design, is this the third rank form representing Perception?” Yi Chen imdiately approached, taking over the sphere with curiosity and excitent.
However, this contact didn’t pierce his palm with blood to verify his identity like the previous stage did.
He slowly aligned the hole at the top of the sphere with his eyeball, attempting to peek inside.
The mont the tal sphere perfectly fit his eye socket,
Whoosh! A circular blade sprung out next to the hole, slicing into the eyeball.
By drawing the fluid flowing between the eyeballs, it verified the identity on a deeper level, ensuring the ‘Perception decryption’ continued to be perford by Yi Chen himself.
Although Yi Chen could ignore the pain, he saw nothing; the inside of the sphere was empty, baffling him.
“As expected, is my Perception not enough… I must trouble the Principal to see it.”
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