Perverted Attributes

Gu Xiechen lay inside a massive MRI scanner. An invisible magnetic field held his body, naked and suspended within the three-meter-wide, five-meter-long instrument.

Inside the Hell Angels Mercenary Group's medical center, the Bearded Commander stood with a group of high-ranking officials in a corner, quietly listening to data being read out by a beautiful woman in a white lab coat.

"Muscle structure is perfect, slightly lean. Rough estimate of physical strength reaches 2.5 tons."

"Bone structure is dense, joint flexibility is extremely high, joint cartilage buffering function is perfect, overall agility is perfect."

"Tissue vitality... Incredible. His tissue activity is twenty times that of an ordinary person. I suspect he could survive even if his heart was shattered."

"The Ren and Du meridians are unblocked. A true Innate master. Hmm, the meridian traces indicate he broke through the Ren and Du meridians using his own power, without any external aid. His future is boundless."

"Meridian capacity is abnormal, more than three times that of an ordinary person. True Qi circulation speed can reach over ten times that of an ordinary martial artist. His explosive power is terrifyingly abnormal."

"True Qi condensation... My god, ninety-nine percent!"

The beautiful woman let out a gasp. She turned to the Bearded Commander and said in shock, "Ninety-nine percent True Qi condensation? Is he some ancient undead who's cultivated for a hundred years?"

"Oh!"

The high-ranking officials of the Hell Angels Mercenary Group present let out a simultaneous exclamation. The Bearded Commander repeatedly slapped his thigh, excitedly saying, "I knew it! We've struck gold!"

True Qi condensation refers to the compression degree when an acquired martial artist breaks through to the Innate realm and their True Qi transforms into Innate Qi. A ninety-nine percent compression ratio proves that the Innate Qi within Gu Xiechen was formed by compressing one hundred parts of ordinary True Qi into one part of Innate Qi. The higher the compression ratio, the higher the quality of the Qi, and the greater the power unleashed by each unit of Qi!

A ninety-nine percent True Qi condensation is generally only seen in martial artists who have broken through to the Innate realm for at least sixty years, yet Gu Xiechen looks no older than twenty.

"An incredible monster!"

The beautiful physician pressed a few keys on the scanner's control panel. A comprehensive diagnostic result for Gu Xiechen quickly appeared on the screen in front of her.

"Pluto-class High-tier Fighter. Future potential... Minimum prediction is Mercury-class Fighter!"

The Bearded Commander lightly applauded, chuckling, "Administer hypnotic gas and scan his mental fluctuations."

Gu Xiechen lay bored in the scanner, idly watching faint green light waves sweep across his naked body. His heartbeat was slow; only thirty percent of his True Qi was gathered in his Dantian, with the rest dispersed throughout his meridians and acupoints. Gu Xiechen didn't believe these mechanical contraptions could scan out his secrets.

"A Lieutenant's treatment? Excellent, a military officer right from the start. A high starting point!"

"One year. I'll stay here for at most one year. After one year, I'm leaving!"

"Find a few reliable and capable subordinates and leave the mercenary group with them. Hell Angels? They can't deal with Gu Juechen."

Gu Xiechen narrowed his eyes, lost in his thoughts. He didn't notice a colorless and odorless anesthetic gas being injected into the scanner. He had already inhaled a significant amount.

The scenery before him began to blur. Gu Xiechen's heartbeat grew slower and slower. His strong bones and muscles became limp, and his eyelids involuntarily drooped. He managed to move his palm slightly, his fingers only twitching. His claws, capable of crushing metal, had lost all their strength.

Gu Xiechen was startled. His heart pounded violently a few times. Streams of pure energy surged from his heart, and a large amount of viscous sweat flowed from his pores. The vast majority of the inhaled anesthetic gas was expelled from his body, with only a small portion still taking effect. Gu Xiechen didn't fall unconscious; he merely entered a state of semi-sleep. His brain activity was unprecedentedly intense, and illusions flickered before his eyes.

— A boundless field of white tulips. A tall, white-haired old man with age spots on his yellow skin and a beautiful young girl walked hand-in-hand through the flower field.

— The old man and the girl smiled at Gu Xiechen simultaneously. The girl stood on tiptoe and waved at him.

— Gu Xiechen stumbled across the white tulips, running excitedly towards the old man and the girl.

— "Dad! Mom!"

— As soon as the excited cry left his lips, the figures of the old man and the girl began to waver. They slowly dissipated into the air.

— The illusion changed again. Gu Xiechen seemed to have arrived in a magnificent palace. The white-haired old man from before lay weakly on a soft couch, looking at Gu Xiechen gently.

— "Good child! Your mother is gone, and your father is going to accompany her, otherwise she'll be scared at night!"

— "Don't cry, never cry again! Father wants to leave you something good! This is a world where people devour each other. Father can't watch you grow up, so I must leave you something good."

— A red crystal core, the size of a fist, flashed before his eyes.

— "Heh heh, this is a prince's heart core. Doesn't it look like a ruby? Touch it, it's soft, and edible."

— "Father cultivated bitterly for one hundred and fifty years, and all his essence, energy, and spirit are contained within this. Good child, before you completely integrate it, don't tell anyone about the Xieyuan Daotai."

— "The nine chapters of the Hanyuan Zhen Dian's core cultivation methods, you must memorize them thoroughly and then destroy them. Father studied the Daoist Canon for over a hundred years, and with the world's nine best supercomputers, he finally derived the Hanyuan Zhen Dian. Cultivate it well! Do not leak a single word until you reach the highest realm!"

— The old man's figure gradually faded, and a tall, cold, and imposing old man, radiating a demonic aura, suddenly appeared.

All illusions shattered. Gu Xiechen snorted coldly, and two streams of grayish-white gas shot from his nostrils, expelling the last of the anesthetic gas.

"Gu Juechen! Just you wait!"

He fiercely swung his right hand towards the scanner's hatch. Explosive power erupted from his fingertips. The three hidden locks on the hatch, each with alloy locking heads as thick as a man's arm, shattered with a piercing roar. A shrill alarm blared through the medical center. Under the stunned gaze of the beautiful female physician, the naked Gu Xiechen jumped out of the scanner and, on his way out, gave her ample chest a hard squeeze.

"Owwww!"

The female physician felt like her left breast was about to explode. Tears welling up, she retreated rapidly. Both ashamed and enraged, she glared furiously at Gu Xiechen. If she had a weapon in her hand, she would have shot the damned guy dead!

"Feels good! But if you dare drug me again, don't blame me for raping you!" Gu Xiechen glared fiercely at the tearful female physician, then beckoned to the Bearded Commander, "Big beard, is the Hell Angels Mercenary Group into kidnapping and extortion now? What's the meaning of drugging me?"

The Bearded Commander burst into laughter. He nodded in admiration, "Special anesthetic gas couldn't take you down? Heh, hehe, impressive! Come with me, I'll explain everything to you!"

Putting a hand on Gu Xiechen's shoulder, the Bearded Commander led him out of the medical center.

The middle-aged woman with a stern face beside the Bearded Commander asked coldly, "What were the scan results?"

The tearful female physician stood up pitifully. She quickly pressed a few keys on the scanner with both hands, and another long string of text appeared on the screen.

"Mental activity is extremely high, with peak mental fluctuation rates exceeding normal people by 10.7 times! If he isn't a madman, he has over a ninety percent chance of developing superpowers!"

A trace of surprise appeared on the middle-aged woman's stern face. She exchanged glances with the senior leaders beside her, and the group silently walked out of the medical center.

The female physician rubbed her left breast fiercely and punched the control console.

"Pervert, just you wait!"

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Right, everyone, hurry up and cast your votes and such.

This chapter is a bit short, but that's how the draft was written. The next chapter will be longer (To be continued)