When the ultimate control of energy reached a certain critical point, this reversed form of energy compression became the goal that Mysterious Family members needed to master. Beyond that, they also needed to continually develop all kinds of branching applications.
The Mysterious Family's power was not without reason. Aside from their innate advantages, it was also inseparable from their comprehensive grasp of all kinds of information.
Of course, the curse prevented them from killing and from acting with complete impunity in this world. Yet beyond constantly training their control to avoid accidental harm and stay clear of punishment, there was something more: ambition.
If the curse were gone, who in this world could still make the Mysterious Family take notice?
Resources, humans, zombies, mutant species—everything would become fleeting clouds. Those insignificant lives would crawl beneath the Mysterious Family's rule as servants.
Thus, after the apocalypse erupted, they continued to improve and trained themselves in the cruelest ways. Unlocking both Gene Locks granted them supreme combat power, and no one dared to oppose them.
But they also needed to wait, waiting for a miracle whose probability approached zero without limit: the lifting of the curse!
In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Gao Shaohui's mind. He knew full well that ordinary people could not even conceive of energy control, much less understand the importance of this principle or the terror energy could bring.
Yet everything Chu Han was doing now felt like a resounding slap across Gao Shaohui's face.
Everything the Mysterious Family knew was information left behind through the long river of history, painstakingly deciphered by generations of ancestors over countless years.
It was the Mysterious Family's shared secret, the foundation of their pride over ordinary people, and the source of all their confidence.
Yet right before Gao Shaohui's eyes,