Applying technology to oneself rather than external objects-setting-wise, this world was much like Marvel's Asgard, except the latter felt more like a realm of superpowers.
Unlike in the Super God World, where warriors of equal rank did little but analyze each other when they met, unless they could fight as teams.
With an advanced enough engine, they could even define their opponent's combat power as zero without lifting a finger. It was incredibly powerful.
"I don't have one. My abilities are different from yours. Compared to mine, yours are too weak," Mercer said, neither servile nor arrogant.
"Oh, look at you. You've got some nerve."
Saying the Space-Time Gene was inadequate was the same as saying Liang Bing herself was inadequate. She rolled up her sleeves and made to charge over.
Rose grabbed the back of her collar and pulled her back. "Enough. Stop making trouble."
"Thank you for your help. Thanks for all your hard work last night. Come inside and get some rest. Look, you've even got dust all over your back," Rose said.
"All right."
Mercer did not refuse and followed Rose into Huangshi City.
Along the way, quite a few people smiled and waved when they saw Mercer. He nodded and smiled back at each of them.
Many of them were people he had brought over the night before. Through word of mouth, Mercer's name soon became known to everyone.
Even those who had never seen him could learn about him from others.
"An unbelievably handsome seventeen-year-old boy, and a super soldier, too."
That was how they described him to others.
Though Mercer's clothes were somewhat dirty, he was still far cleaner than most of the civilians who had been traveling, making him easy to recognize.
"You're a big celebrity now," Rose teased, feeling the gazes