The villa's gym.
Lu Yuan lifted a thousand-jin barbell, raising and lowering it with ease.
He used only one hand, yet showed no sign of fatigue. He made it look effortless.
If anyone else saw him, their jaw would probably hit the floor.
It was unbelievable.
Even the strongest strongman in the world probably couldn't compare.
"One thousand jin with one hand. With both hands, I should be able to lift over a ton. If I went all out, I'd be even stronger." Lu Yuan set the barbell down, gaining an entirely new understanding of his strength and physique.
Ever since he'd absorbed the medicinal essence from Zi Wu Bu Tian Lu, his strength had been growing almost every day.
That was because his cells were gradually absorbing and adapting to the medicinal power, until it became one with them.
And the process was still continuing.
Ever since returning from Wuzhou Farm,
he'd spent almost all his time at home, getting used to the changes in his body.
Though he knew he was constantly growing stronger, Lu Yuan hadn't given up training. He wanted to become stronger still.
It was safe to say that if the world didn't undergo a cataclysmic change, he would already be the strongest human alive.
Only powerful modern weapons could pose a threat to him.
After all,
Lu Yuan was still made of flesh and blood.
Even so, his strength was absolutely terrifying.
After his workout,
he returned to the main hall for breakfast, occasionally turning his gaze toward the Bodhi Ancient Tree.
During his time at home, Lu Yuan had kept up with the outside world through the internet and the news.
With the Day of Change drawing ever closer, strange events had been occurring all over the world. The land was stretching, roads were splitting apart, and some famous mountains were growing taller. Wild animals and raptors were more active than before, often roaring in the mountains.
In even more remote places, ancient trees had grown overnight, blotting out the sky. Their canopies stretched across dozens of kilometers.
In the Snowy Region, red snow had been falling around the world's highest peak, and eerie sounds could be heard at night.
Meanwhile, vegetation had begun to grow in some arid desert regions, lush and full of life.
Someone had taken photos and posted them online, drawing enormous attention.
Many famous mountains associated with Buddhism and Taoism
had also announced that they were closing to visitors on short notice, without saying when they would reopen.
That was just within the country. Though a great deal of information had been deliberately deleted, plenty had still slipped through and become known. There were simply too many incidents.
Then there was the news from abroad.
The pope in the Vatican had announced that angels would soon descend to save mankind. The child he had once knelt before was a divine miracle of the future, destined to bring true light to the universe. Following the child's instructions, the pope would also seek out twelve guardian apostles.
There was also a huge group of believers who claimed they had received God's will and were climbing Mount Olympus.
One of them had already reached the summit and proclaimed himself a descendant of the gods.
It was safe to say
that all sorts of things were happening around the world. The news couldn't be contained and had spread everywhere.
And now, the internet was full of discussions about these events.
Some people thought they were just ordinary natural phenomena.
But others spoke up,
saying that something big would happen soon and that many things would change.
Those posts didn't stay up for long before they were deleted.
But there was too much discussion,
and many netizens had still managed to spot the signs.
"Only three days left."
As Lu Yuan read the reports, a glimmer appeared in his eyes.
The closer the day came, the more frequently the signs appeared.
These were the omens.
This was the beginning of everything.
Perhaps many people would be at a loss, overwhelmed by confusion.
But for someone who had lived through it once already,
it was nothing much.
All he had to do was refine his plans for what came next. Besides, Lu Yuan had long since made his preparations.
Whatever happened beyond his door had nothing to do with him for the time being.
The villa was in the outskirts of Shanghai City, far from civilization.
That was precisely why
Lu Yuan could rest easy without being disturbed.
Of course, there was one other thing he had to keep in mind: the Meteorite Incident at the Farm. Though he had used a deception to throw them off, Chang Sheng Gene had resources and connections. Sooner or later, they would come looking for him, and they wouldn't let the matter rest.
But he wasn't worried. Once the day of awakening arrived,
the divine treasures in Lu Yuan's possession would be enough to transform him into something terrifying.
Even a powerful organization like Chang Sheng Gene would be no cause for fear.
If they didn't come looking for him, then all would be well.
But if they really refused to give up,
Lu Yuan wouldn't hold back either.
He had been reborn, and on top of that, he'd spent three months preparing. That was the source of his confidence.
Then,
without another word,
Lu Yuan turned off the television and continued his training.
There was nothing else he needed to do now. All he had to do was wait.
And so,
time passed, bit by bit.
He paid no more attention to the outside world, focusing instead on preparing at home, familiarizing himself with his body and training his physique.
At last, three days later, on the final day of August,
night fell.
It was an ordinary night, just like any other.
In the villa's courtyard, Lu Yuan sat quietly beneath the Bodhi Ancient Tree.
Before him lay a number of things.
The Ghost Seal!
The Sarira!
The Sky Shaking Bow!
The Mysterious Small Tripod!
The Great Luo Sword Embryo!
The Wordless Stone Tablet!
The Innate Qi Garment!
Zi Wu Bu Tian Lu!
The Eleven-story Blood Futu!
The complete Classic of the Way and its Virtue!
They lay before Lu Yuan, looking no different from ordinary objects.
But from this day forward, they would all become true divine treasures.
Even after the Day of Change, they would be hard to come by.
At that moment,
as Lu Yuan looked over everything he had gained during the past three months, a smile spread across his face. Then he looked up at the sky.
This day—
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