Chapter 1168: The Secret of Fat

Chapter 1168: Chapter 387: The Secret of Fat

“The Research Institute has always conducted research related to Heat Energy Pills. After ordinary people take a Heat Energy Pill, their bodies quickly synthesize a large amount of fat. This allows engineers to be safer in the Wet Realm.

“I just notified the Research Institute and asked them to develop a new Heat Energy Pill tailored to your physical fitness and Qi Blood intensity.

“In the realm of fat and calories, Earth can theoretically do whatever it wants. As long as it’s not amplifying Qi Blood, it’s simple,” the deputy section chief said with a calm smile.

The Research Institute finally had something to do again. With Earth’s technological level, increasing fat was not a difficult problem. Moreover, Mu Cheng was a Fifth-Grade Martial Artist. Her heart strength was different from that of ordinary engineers; she could withstand tens or even hundreds of times the intensity of a Heat Energy Pill. Theoretically, gaining forty catties of fat could be achieved through pill enhancement.

The biggest challenge currently facing the Divine Land Research Institute was their inability to conduct research in the Wet Realm. The Spiritual Spring was their fatal objective.

“Really?” Mu Cheng, who had been somewhat depressed earlier, suddenly had a bright gleam in her eyes. If there really was such a miraculous pill, her biggest problem would be solved.

“Yes. I’ve already notified the Research Institute, and the logistics department is already producing it. If nothing unexpected happens, it can be delivered to Nanwu within an hour.

“We won’t leave just yet. We’ll wait to see the power of student Mu Cheng’s peerless combat tactic. At the same time, we can test our Heat Energy Pill to see if there’s any room for improvement.

“The Research Institute can tailor-make a pill just for you,” the deputy section chief said, nodding with a smile. Mu Cheng had resolved the hidden danger of the Evil Spirit Broken Bridge; if the Research Institute could help her out, it would also make them feel a bit better.

“Indeed, the engineers in the fortress do seem a bit chubby,” Su Yue said, frowning as he began to recall. He hadn’t paid much attention to it before, but thinking back carefully, the engineers really were quite fat.

Wait. It wasn’t just fat; they were extremely burly. Their fat wasn’t solely concentrated on their bellies; rather, it was evenly distributed across their limbs. In any case, fat wasn’t a burden in the Wet Realm.

“Mhm, I also want to test its power. Thank you, teachers.” Mu Cheng quickly nodded, a hint of excitement written all over her face.

“Mu Cheng, what kind of effect does this peerless combat tactic of yours have?” Su Yue asked with a look of curiosity.

“It’s a secret. You’ll see it in a bit.

“Right, Senior Bai Xiaolong, why don’t you go give the Evil Spirit Broken Bridge a try as well? Let’s not waste time,” Mu Cheng said, deliberately keeping them in suspense before turning to Bai Xiaolong.

Her own cultivation session had ended, and she had benefited immensely. Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang were both on the verge of breaking through to the sixth grade. After making rapid progress, they might truly be able to attempt to become Grandmasters.

“Yeah, I’ll go give it a try, though I’ll probably fall far short of your results,” Bai Xiaolong said with a bitter smile. If Mu Cheng hadn’t already set such a stellar example, he would have been eager to show off. But now, he felt a bit frustrated. He knew his own strength well; triggering ten tides would be considered good for him. His aptitude was slightly inferior to Mu Cheng’s, not to mention that he didn’t possess a Sacred Artifact like the Fortune Sword that contained a peerless combat tactic.

“As the Martial Artist who has triggered the third-highest number of tides since the restart of the Evil Spirit Broken Bridge, you’re not doing too bad. Don’t be too discouraged.

“Being able to rank in the top three in Wuda proves you’re not beyond saving.” Before Bai Xiaolong left, Meng Yang offered a sincere word of comfort.

“I’m third?

“Then who’s second?” Bai Xiaolong frowned deeply. “I’m the second Martial Artist to step onto the bridge, so how can I rank third?” he thought indignantly.

“The second is me, of course. There’s no doubt about it,” Meng Yang said, nodding calmly.

“Your thick skin is undoubtedly number one in the world. There’s no doubt about that.” Bai Xiaolong looked completely exasperated. The biggest failure of his life was cooperating with Meng Yang. It was an absolute disgrace.

“Look at you, getting jealous of me again. This guy is acting like a lunatic.” Meng Yang looked at Su Yue and Mu Cheng with an expression of helplessness, as if seeking their agreement.

“Meng Yang, you’re so narcissistic,” Mu Cheng couldn’t help but laugh.

“I’m just stating the facts. If Su Yue also goes on the bridge, I don’t think Bai Xiaolong will even be able to secure a top-three spot.

“However, given Su Yue’s age, you probably aren’t in a hurry to do it today, right?” Meng Yang asked. He believed that Su Yue would definitely surpass both Bai Xiaolong and himself, and might even surpass Mu Cheng.

“I’ll… think about it a bit more.” Su Yue pondered for a moment without giving a clear answer.

In truth, he didn’t have an answer in his heart either. By going across the Evil Spirit Broken Bridge, he might be able to completely digest the effects of the Heiye pill in his body, and his Qi Blood might reach the late stage of the fourth grade. However, his age was indeed a problem. If he could hold off, he could wait until his senior year to come back. But on second thought… his senior year was still three years away. Why the hell should he wait?

“Enjoy life to the fullest while you can,” he thought. Su Yue couldn’t wait to break through right now. Who knew what drastic changes would happen over the next three years? By then, the Bihui Cave might have already been resurrected. There was no need to wait.

Su Yue made up his mind once again. As soon as Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang were done, he would step onto the bridge.

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RUMBLE!

As Bai Xiaolong’s figure disappeared onto the Evil Spirit Broken Bridge, deafening sounds of tides echoed through the air once again.

All the students stared eagerly at the broken bridge. They didn’t know how many tides Bai Xiaolong would be able to trigger. Could he surpass Mu Cheng? It was probably impossible. In fact, many already had a definitive answer in their hearts. Although Bai Xiaolong’s strength was greater than Mu Cheng’s, he was one year older than her, which was a fatal shortcoming.

As the sounds of the tides faded one after another, Bai Xiaolong’s cultivation session came to an end with eleven tides. Although Bai Xiaolong had not reached Mu Cheng’s heights, he had not failed to live up to his glory as the number one student in Wuda.