With Xie Lan keeping the gang's affairs under control, Ye Xiu finally had time to properly digest the gains he had made in the cultivation world.
One's own hard strength was the foundation for surviving in both worlds.
Although throughout District Eight, he had already been exaggerated into someone capable of anything under heaven and earth, Ye Xiu knew his own affairs best. Naturally, he would not mistake others' flattery for reality.
To say nothing else, that ability-enhancing agent alone made him deeply wary of the Kabbalah Organization.
According to Xie Lan, those gang leaders had previously been no stronger than her. Yet after taking the enhancer, their strength had nearly increased by thirty percent.
Do not underestimate a thirty percent increase. Sometimes, the gap between life and death was no more than a hair's breadth. A thirty percent difference in strength was enough to turn an evenly matched battle into a one-sided slaughter.
Unfortunately, its side effects were just as immense. Ye Xiu had no desire to test whether cultivation arts could cure something like his entire body crystallizing, so he could only set aside the thought of taking the enhancer for now.
"With the help of this mech suit, my abilities can now steadily suppress even fourth-tier ability users. And during my earlier tests, it seemed spiritual energy and ability energy could perhaps interconnect?"
Inside the laboratory, Ye Xiu sat cross-legged, lost in thought.
He moved the divine sense within his body, but even when looking inward, he could not detect the so-called flow of ability energy at all.
That thing was like air—formless and traceless, yet present everywhere, impossible to pin down.
Honestly, setting aside its enormous energy consumption, Ye Xiu was extremely satisfied with the mech suit's capabilities.
Not only did it greatly make up for