The Training Hall was silent.
Lin Ye stared at the test results on the big screen, and his heartbeat suddenly skipped half a beat.
It took him five seconds to gradually come back to his senses.
Under the control of his Psychic Power, the test had actually produced a figure close to 65,000 kg.
One had to know that the strength threshold for a Primary War God was only 64,000 kg.
To ensure accuracy, Lin Ye switched to another punch strength Testing Device and tested himself twice more.
Yet the results were still shocking—
[Strength: 65120 kg] [Strength: 65430 kg]
"..."
After leaving the punch strength Testing Device, Lin Ye went to the speed testing area.
He wanted to see just how fast the fist glove could become under the control of his Psychic Power.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!!
The results of three consecutive Psychic Power speed tests were roughly the same.
[Speed: 353 m/s] [Speed: 359 m/s] [Speed: 365 m/s]
All three test results had reached the threshold of a Primary War God.
Looking at the red text displayed on the big screen, Lin Ye's heart surged, and he could not calm down for a long time.
"My Psychic Power... is really not much weaker than a Primary War God!!"
"Phew... phew..."
Without realizing it, Lin Ye's breathing had grown rapid.
These test results inevitably made him think of his sister's illness...
The results of these tests instantly gave Lin Ye confidence.
He believed that no military force could refuse the temptation of accepting a Martial Artist whose Psychic Power rivaled that of a War God.
What was more, Lin Ye was only seventeen and possessed immense potential.
At that thought, Lin Ye suddenly clenched his fists, stared fixedly at the numbers on the screen, and nodded heavily. "Mm, this is what I'll do!"
He took out his phone and carefully wiped the dust off its screen, revealing Lin Xiyue's sweet and adorable smiling face.
Lin Ye's body trembled slightly, while his hands shook even more violently.
Ever since transmigrating into this world, there had been far too few things capable of truly stirring his heart.
Other than his parents, who had sacrificed themselves to draw away the Beast Tide for their children, there was only Lin Xiyue.
And the RT Mutant Virus she had accidentally contracted had undoubtedly poured a bucket of cold water over Lin Ye's head.
As a mutated strain of the R Virus, the RT Virus did not possess such terrifying toxicity, but it survived and evolved by devouring its host's vitality.
And those infected with the RT Virus could survive for no more than five years, even if they relied on medicine to prolong their lives...
But now that hope had appeared once more, Lin Ye's confidence was instantly rekindled.
"Yueyue... wait for your brother. I'll definitely cure you,
and let you live happily and freely under the sunlight, just like every other girl!"
"Definitely!!"
Lin Ye straightened up. His gaze became increasingly resolute, but beneath his seemingly calm exterior, his heart was deeply stirred...
Curing his sister and basking in the warm sunlight with her.
That was what he had dreamed of.
Now, this dream could finally come true...
Lin Ye went to sit on a sofa in the Training Hall, his heart pounding.
This surprise had come too quickly, as though it had been arranged by fate.
"Phew..."
He took another deep breath.
Feeling the cold air enter his lungs, the turmoil in Lin Ye's chest subsided by more than half, and his state of mind gradually calmed.
At this moment, most of the sorrow and anxiety brought about by the RT Virus had already dissipated from his heart.
"Next, as long as I contact the military and make my intentions clear, everything will be fine."
Thinking of those test figures, Lin Ye smiled, and his mood gradually brightened.
Once his mood improved, the haze in Lin Ye's mind dispersed, and more thoughts began to emerge.
He looked at the Alloy Fist Glove lying at the far end of the testing area, and an idea suddenly surfaced in his mind.
Merely controlling an Alloy Fist Glove with his Psychic Power had produced such terrifying strength and speed.
What if he controlled concealed weapons with greater killing power, such as Flying Daggers or steel needles?
How terrifying would the damage be then!
For a moment, Lin Ye recalled the videos he had seen on the Warrior Forum about Psychic Power in actual combat.
He began looking forward to the scene of himself slaughtering beasts left and right within a beast horde using Psychic Power.
"That scene will definitely be beautiful!"
Lin Ye could not help but look forward to it. After all, he was only just getting started.
He knew very well that his physical fitness would improve with Point Allocation and training, while his strength and speed would continue to increase.
It was just that the rate at which speed improved... the farther he went, the harder it would become to increase.
After all, the faster one moved, the more terrifying the air resistance became.
Thus, every additional bit of speed required geometrically increasing effort.
At that thought, a faint smile quietly appeared at the corner of Lin Ye's lips.
With the panel at his side, he did not need to worry about improving at all.
As long as he had enough Attribute Points, there would be virtually no bottlenecks. His physical fitness would keep improving... until his Attribute Points reached zero.
"System, come out. Time for Point Allocation!"
Lin Ye silently commanded in his heart.
Swish!
A long-missed cool sensation appeared out of nowhere, enveloping Lin Ye's entire body and gradually tempering and improving his physical fitness.
Twenty seconds later, the pleasant sensation of strengthening vanished.
With a thought from Lin Ye, the information panel immediately appeared in his mind—
[Name: Lin Ye] [Attribute Points: 0] [Movement Technique: Microscopic Level (Proficiency 99/100)] [Strength: 21300 → 24210 kg] [Speed: 163.5 → 192.6 m/s] [Spirit: Psychic Power (Primary War God)] [Domain: Not Activated (Gray)] [Doppelganger: Not Activated (Gray)] [...]
"Speed: 192.6 meters per second. Strength: 24,210 kg. Both have reached the standard of a Mid-tier War General, while my neural response test is at the 'High-tier War General Level.'"
"No... something's not right!!"
Lin Ye looked at his improved strength and speed, his brows knitting slightly.
After carefully calculating it again, Lin Ye discovered that with this Point Allocation, each Attribute Point had only brought 30 kg of strength and an increase of 0.3 m/s.
"Perhaps as my strength increases, the gains brought by Point Allocation are also being weakened."
Lin Ye consoled himself with that explanation.
"Judging from things now, purely in terms of a Martial Artist's overall combat power, I'm among the best even within the Mid-tier War General rank."
"Not to mention that the burst of my Psychic Power rivals a Primary War God. No one would expect a Mid-tier War General to possess such a deadly trump card..."
Lin Ye was extremely satisfied with the results of this test.
At the same time, a question arose in his heart.
"With the physical fitness of a Mid-tier War General, I can unleash Psychic Power with the strength of a Primary War God,
so is there some special connection between a Martial Artist's rank and Psychic Power?"
"I remember a forum post saying that the body is the foundation of Psychic Power, and Psychic Power can only be nurtured and strengthened within the body."
"In other words, can my current physical fitness only withstand Psychic Power of this level?"
With many questions in mind, Lin Ye took out his phone and opened the Warrior Forum.
He quickly typed a line into the search bar: "The relationship between Psychic Power and Martial Artist strength levels."
However.
Just as Lin Ye tapped search, a line of small red text suddenly appeared on the phone screen—
"Your forum permissions are insufficient. Please raise your permissions before searching."
Lin Ye: "..."
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