Liu Yun had left his Machine Race Clone behind. He had no choice; without it, the entire base would grind to a halt.
"I have to gather the rare materials faster. Once the base renovations are finished, my Machine Race Clone can return to my side!"
Liu Yun carefully left the area, then strolled through Monster Town as if he were taking a leisurely walk in a garden.
The shops lining the streets of Monster Town were shuttered, their doors and windows smashed. Rebar stuck out from the walls, and even the stone road beneath Liu Yun's feet was riddled with cracks. Weeds and vines stubbornly grew through the gaps, only to be trampled to pieces by monsters.
His body had grown stronger again, and Liu Yun was more than willing to take the initiative. Whenever he encountered a monster, he immediately went on the attack. With his Micro-level footwork, the monsters couldn't even touch him.
He went on a rampage, killing hundreds of monsters. Whenever one appeared within his field of vision, he used his Psychic Power to snatch up a piece of rebar and hurl it like a dart.
He didn't even have to move a muscle before the monsters were done for. In the meantime, he had even subdued an Iron-Haired Wild Boar and ridden it around the whole town.
Of course, that was Liu Yun. He was strong, but the others weren't so lucky.
The Quasi-Martial Artists taking the test soon began to suffer casualties. Their bodies lay sprawled along the roadside, their faces marked by fear and despair. They had been twisted out of shape by the monsters' brutal attacks, making them look almost comical.
"This world really is cruel. If I weren't strong, I'd be lying on the ground right now!"
Riding his enormous Iron-Haired Wild Boar, Liu Yun sighed and waited for the hunt to end the next day. As the sky gradually brightened, the sound of horns began to ring out.
"Woooooo! Toot-wooooo!"
At the sound of the horns, all the Martial Artists made their way to the town entrance to hand over the monsters' left ears to the officers.
"Four monster ears. Leg injury, bruising in the abdomen. Send over the medical team. Next!"
"Two monster ears. No injuries. Next!"
Military personnel continued to record the results as the Quasi-Martial Artists gathered at the entrance and discussed everyone's haul.
"Look, it's Liu Yun!"
"He's terrifyingly strong! The monsters here are like puppies in his hands."
"Liu Yun is a Psychic. We can't compare to him at all. It's incredible—I even saw him fly!"
When Liu Yun appeared, these people practically treated him like a god. He took out a large sack and tossed it in front of an officer.
"These are the monster ears I collected. Go ahead and count them!"
At his words, the officer drew a steel blade and slashed open the sack. Monster ears poured out in a steady stream.
After a careful count, there were a full 241 ears. Everyone was astonished. He was clearly the best performer here.
Luo Feng stood to one side with a sack containing 36 monster ears, feeling a little apprehensive.
"Liu Yun really is amazing! I hope I can be as impressive as him one day."
He admired Liu Yun all the more. Luo Feng was impressive in his own right, but compared with Liu Yun, he fell short in every respect.
Just then, the Iron-Haired Wild Boar behind Liu Yun saw what was happening. It was shocked and decided the place was dangerous. With a squeal, it turned and tried to run!
"Snort!"
The boar suddenly charged, catching the Quasi-Martial Artists off guard. They had already let down their guard after reaching the entrance, and when the boar barreled into them, they couldn't fight back at all.
"You beast! I was going to spare your life!"
Liu Yun was furious. He raised his left hand, and his powerful Psychic Power bound the Iron-Haired Wild Boar in midair. Then he clenched his fist, crushing its internal organs into a knot. He tossed the boar aside, lifeless.
The Quasi-Martial Artists were still shaken. Seeing Liu Yun control a living creature with his Psychic Power left them utterly stunned.
"Good heavens! That was so cool!"
"That's practically invincible! Aren't Psychics only able to control dead things?"
"Not necessarily. Some Psychics can use secret techniques to seize living creatures. It shows Liu Yun's abilities have reached an unbelievable level!"
"..."
Listening to the people around him, Liu Yun smiled faintly. There was no way he'd let his "mount" hurt anyone. As for how he'd managed to lift the Iron-Haired Wild Boar with his power, that was because the Psychic Power he cultivated had been provided by his Machine Race Clone.
The idea that Psychic Power couldn't control living creatures came from Earth's backwardness. In fact, some clever Psychics on Earth had already found ways to control other life forms.
Liu Yun turned and left, no longer thinking about the test. There was no way he could fail. He also watched Luo Feng complete the test, smiled at him, and they each shared a little about what they had experienced over the past two days.
But some people had already grown impatient. Liu Yun was still chatting and laughing with Luo Feng when an urgent voice rang out.
"Liu Yun, I'm Zhuge Tao, the head of the Limit Dojo! Stop chatting and come back with me!"
"Congratulations on recovering your strength and awakening as a Psychic. On behalf of the Limit Dojo, I formally invite you to return!"
"We've prepared a brand-new contract for you. If you agree, you can immediately become a senior instructor at the Limit Dojo, or even take charge of a district! We can provide you with 500 million in start-up funds and the remaining parts of the Thunder God Blade Technique for free—as long as you're willing to stay with the Limit Dojo."
A plump, middle-aged man pushed through the crowd under the protection of several Martial Artists. He was slender, but his eyes were exceptionally sharp. Wu Tong, the Limit Dojo's chief instructor, followed behind him, looking thoroughly deferential.
His words caused an uproar. No one had expected someone from the Limit Dojo to come poach Liu Yun right at the testing site, and with such a generous offer.
Zhuge Tao was anxious. They hadn't handled Liu Yun's compensation properly before, leaving him alone and adrift while seriously injured. Now Zhuge Tao had to get Liu Yun to agree to return before anyone else could make him a better offer.
If things went well, the Limit Dojo would gain a Psychic with boundless potential—someone who was all but certain to reach the War God Level one day. That was why Zhuge Tao felt he had to make the first move and turn Liu Yun's return into a done deal.
But by this point, making it a done deal wouldn't help. Liu Yun didn't care about the meager sentiment he'd once felt for the Limit Dojo. All he wanted was to upgrade the base as quickly as possible, build a Starship, and break free of Earth!
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