(Resending due to a malfunction. I'm truly sorry.)
Slowly, Wang Ji fell asleep in Luo Xinlan's swivel chair. When he woke up, his legs were resting in Luo Xinlan's lap. No wonder it had felt so soft and comfortable.
It was already late winter. There were another two weeks until the New Year. Only a few days of classes remained at the Elite Training Camp, and Wang Ji had no desire to go back. At worst, he would drop by a dozen or so ranks. It would not matter much.
After reaching intermediate war god level, Wang Ji's physical improvements had begun to slow. Well, not exactly slow. He could still gain more than two thousand kilograms of strength in a month. When using the gravity chamber, he could even gain more than ten thousand kilograms in a month.
But compared to the enormous leaps within the war god ranks, that absolutely was not fast.
Beginner war god: 64,000 to 128,000 kilograms.
Intermediate war god: 128,000 to 256,000 kilograms.
Advanced war god: 256,000 to 520,000 kilograms.
If one relied on ordinary training, even a minor genius would need several years to advance from beginner war god to intermediate war god.
And going from intermediate war god to advanced war god, then to peak war god—the gaps only grew larger.
Dragon Blood and Jade Marrow were highly effective for warlord-level fighters, but they were no longer enough for war god-level fighters. Earth's technology was actually quite weak. Even the ancient civilization's black technology they had acquired was very low-level.
If he wanted to quickly cross the intermediate and advanced war god stages, there was only the method from the original novel: plant spirits! Or Muya Crystals.
However, plant spirits were far too scarce on Earth. They were not something money could