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Wang Chen felt the sticky bloodstains in his crotch, fury boiling in his heart. He wished Feng Buzhi would just cough up blood and drop dead.

Still, Wang Chen maintained his persona.

Not only did he show no trace of disgust, he even crouched down and supported Feng Buzhi with a concerned expression.

Wang Chen said worriedly, "Are you alright? If you have at least 100 Abyss Points, you should use [Repair] to fix your body first."

"I'm fine."

Feng Buzhi glanced at Wang Chen and remained seated cross-legged.

Since he had chosen to break the body's shackles now, he had to keep going until his body could no longer bear it. Only then could he achieve the best training results.

He felt that his body could hold on a while longer.

In Wang Chen's eyes, Feng Buzhi, seated cross-legged before him, soon began to tremble faintly. As he continued breaking his shackles, Feng Buzhi was already struggling to endure. Blood began to flow from his eyes, nose, and ears.

Had he suffered internal injuries? Been possessed? Or cursed by the mist?

Wang Chen sucked in a breath and turned to call behind him, "Qin Chengming, hurry and get Dr. Norton. Something is wrong with his condition. Maybe Dr. Norton can do something."

Dr. Norton was not only highly accomplished in psychology and mental treatment, but also knew something of conventional medicine.

"Yes, President."

Qin Chengming quickly ran toward the Mutual Aid Society's temporary hospital. At this hour, Dr. Norton and Professor Li Lin should still be studying those madmen.

As Qin Chengming hurried away, Feng Buzhi's condition worsened. Not only did more and more blood pour from his seven orifices, but after a bout of trembling, Feng Buzhi collapsed onto the ground and began convulsing. The scene was utterly bizarre.

Seeing this, Wang Chen crouched down and pressed his thumb against Feng Buzhi's philtrum—the acupoint in the groove directly above the upper lip. Unfortunately, this first-aid method did nothing to ease Feng Buzhi's convulsions.

Not far away, Pei Chao also crouched down and rubbed Feng Buzhi's trembling body with his hands.

Pei Chao said, "Boss, hadn't your body gotten better? Did something go wrong again?"

Feng Buzhi did not answer Pei Chao's question.

More precisely, he had not heard Pei Chao's question.

As he ended the state of breaking through his shackles, a great bell that roared without end appeared in his mind once more, while his eyes felt as though they had been covered by a blindfold again.

Recalling the stele's location, Feng Buzhi controlled his continuously trembling left arm and touched the crystal at the town center once more, then selected [Basic Cultivation Assistance].

Soon, that sensation of his body becoming solid returned.

The backlash from breaking through his shackles gradually faded. His sight and hearing recovered, while intense hunger and emptiness swept through his body.

Feng Buzhi wiped the blood from his face, quickly sat cross-legged, and continued touching the crystal in the center of the square. He used [Extravagant Meal] twice in succession.

A total of 75 Abyss Points had been spent, reducing Feng Buzhi's Abyss Points to 238.

This time, Feng Buzhi randomly received a box of assorted sushi and a small steak carrying the fragrance of red wine. The steak also came with a bottle of red wine.

Under the astonished gazes of those around him, Feng Buzhi drained the red wine first, then continued eating.

Roast duck, half a roast whole lamb, assorted sushi, steak—four consecutive 25-point [Extravagant Meals]. This undoubtedly meant Feng Buzhi had more than 100 Abyss Points, enough to use [Repair] to treat his body.

Yet Feng Buzhi simply did not treat himself.

One moment, he had been bleeding from all seven orifices and convulsing without end; the next, he was eating a lavish meal again.

"He exchanged for so many [Extravagant Meals]. He's already spent 100 Abyss Points, hasn't he?"

"This guy is seriously sick. The mist outside the town really is strange. It looks like if we lose our minds, then even if we have enough Abyss Points to treat our injuries, we might not be able to spend them."

"Am I the only one curious about how he stuffs so much food into his stomach? Wouldn't eating that much burst him?"

Amid the crowd's murmurs, Feng Buzhi maintained his eating pace. Before long, more than half of the two newly exchanged meals had been consumed.

To Feng Buzhi, these two meals were good.

The types and portions of food from [Extravagant Meal] were completely random, but the nutrients they contained were actually about the same.

The overall nutrition in the roast duck and half a roast whole lamb from before had been nearly identical.

In other words, with the total amount of nutrients unchanged, smaller [Extravagant Meals] were easier to get into his stomach.

The assorted sushi and small steak were like that—easy to eat. By comparison, swallowing half a roast whole lamb whole had taken much more effort.

Before long, Feng Buzhi stopped eating, leaving behind two pieces of sushi.

His body had already absorbed enough nutrients. Continuing to eat those two pieces would only waste the nutrients in them.

Feng Buzhi lightly clenched his fist, feeling the increased strength in his hand.

His body's original strength had been 12. After the first [Basic Cultivation Assistance], his strength had risen to around 15. After the second [Basic Cultivation Assistance], it had risen to 17—more accurately, around 17.5.

It had increased by 3 the first time and 2.5 this time. If this continued, [Basic Cultivation Assistance] would become less and less effective.

Besides that, his breaking through his shackles had also changed somewhat.

—The burden of breaking through his shackles had decreased again.

In fact, when he had just sat cross-legged and broken his body's shackles, he had discovered that the burden had lessened somewhat.

And now that he had completed the second [Basic Cultivation Assistance], the burden of breaking through his shackles seemed to have become even smaller.

Feng Buzhi quickly controlled his left arm to break through its shackles as a test, confirming his guess.

In the past, no matter how briefly he broke through his shackles, once he ended that state, his body would tremble uncontrollably for a while.

This time, however, his left arm showed no sign of trembling. It only felt sore, numb, and weak.

"It seems the boost from breaking through the shackles has weakened, which is why the burden on me has lessened."

Feng Buzhi muttered to himself.

Normally, breaking through his shackles gave him a threefold boost. His original strength had been 12, and after the boost, it could reach 36.

Now, though, his strength was 17.5, yet after breaking through his shackles, it only rose to 41. Although that exceeded 36, it fell far short of three times 17.5, which was 52.5.

And this was after only two [Basic Cultivation Assistances]. As the number of [Basic Cultivation Assistances] increased, the boost from breaking through his shackles would diminish further.

Thinking this, Feng Buzhi cast aside his distracting thoughts, closed his eyes, and pondered in calculation.

More than ten minutes later, he arrived at a result.

After another twenty [Basic Cultivation Assistances], his body would reach the limit of what training could achieve.

At that point, his normal strength would reach around 30, while after breaking through his shackles, his strength would be around 50.

The amplification from breaking through his shackles would be greatly reduced, dropping from an increase of twice his strength to only 0.6 times.

However, by then, the side effects of breaking through his shackles would also be drastically weakened. It might already become one of his ordinary abilities, something he could activate at will.

Without thinking further, Feng Buzhi pressed the stele in the center of the square again and selected the [Repair] function.

Remaining Abyss Points: 138.

The next moment, a beam of white light surged from the stele. The severed half of Feng Buzhi's arm grew back, and several of his other injuries were restored as well...