Venting

His body stiffened again. Mu Fan felt as if his feet were glued to the ground. Every time he tried to lift a foot, it required several times the usual strength.

Yes, this is the feeling! The energy within his body was burning fully! The massive amount of food he had eaten earlier had been converted into energy, which was now being released from his cells, providing a continuous stream of power from all parts of his body.

Crack! His bones made a clear sound as his muscles exerted force.

Thump, thump, thump. The white rubber bullets were now being fired at Mu Fan, who moved like a leopard. Inside the Level 35 Gravity Room, twelve rubber bullets were ejected with each spray. Mu Fan's escape routes were sealed off by the rapidly firing bullets from all directions.

"Ahhh~ Haa~!" The short hair on Mu Fan's head was flung backward by his rapid movement. Sweat even converged into a thin line in the air.

Mu Fan's body turned into a gray blur. He squatted, jumped, pushed off the wall, and heard a whooshing sound to his right! He forcefully twisted his body, his right hand shooting out like lightning, catching a rubber bullet that had just passed his eyebrows.

As his body fell, Mu Fan pushed off with both hands again. His body was like a compressed spring, tightly coiled before instantly springing out! His legs formed an arc in the air, stomping two rubber bullets against the wall. His figure flashed, and he sprang away again!

A gray lightning bolt rapidly leaped within the confined space.

"Bang bang!" Damn it, two rubber bullets hit the wall and rolled to the ground. Mu Fan missed two, but out of the twelve bullets fired simultaneously, he shot down and caught nine.

Since he couldn't knock them all down, he would continue to increase the difficulty and see how many times he could dodge. Mu Fan's chest rose and fell rapidly. The exertion under high gravity made his chest feel like it was burning with flames, and the air he exhaled was scorching hot.

A rose-red color flashed in his eyes.

Level 38!

3.8 times gravity!

Fifteen rubber bullets!

The bullet speed was increased by another 15% compared to before!

The white trajectories flashing through the air weaved into a net!

But Mu Fan's movements suddenly became much lighter! He attacked like a fierce tiger and leaped like a leopard! Don't let yourself get hit, don't let yourself get hit.

Mu Fan gave up trying to chase the bullets. The high-intensity consumption under such heavy gravity made him feel his physical strength rapidly depleting.

Mu Fan began to consciously conserve his energy, not just attacking blindly, not just being violent.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh. Fatty in the hall couldn't hear the rain-like sounds of bullets crisscrossing in the Gravity Room not far away, nor could he see Mu Fan moving with his shadow, his figure almost turning into an illusion.

"Yah!!~ Hah!" This time, fifteen bullets came in a dense formation. Seeing that he couldn't dodge with small movements, Mu Fan tensed and leaped, running diagonally up the wall from bottom to top.

"Da da da da da da" The rubber bullets rapidly struck behind him.

All the bullets missed. Mu Fan dodged this round of attacks with unparalleled leg strength and reaction speed.

Huff, huff! Since the start of the training, Mu Fan felt that the physical strength he had consumed was more than he had used in the previous two days combined.

He had to use stronger force to drive his lungs to breathe, stronger contractions to make his heart burst with surging power, and stronger will to force himself to concentrate and feel every attack.

Fifth round of attack, fifteen bullets missed again...

Level 40! Mu Fan let out a low roar again.

This time, he didn't add three levels. Level 40 was the dividing line between the main hall and the VIP area. He felt like he was reaching his limit; his body was getting heavier and heavier.

"Ah!" With the added gravity, Mu Fan's muscles solidified again, but this time, the 17 bullets came faster, crackling! Almost without pause! It was completely different from before, like a machine gun firing and reloading. Mu Fan keenly sensed a subtle pause. 1 second! Only a one-second interval, not even giving you a chance to think.

Several white lines crisscrossed down, blocking almost all of Mu Fan's dodging space.

Mu Fan noticed there were openings on both sides where he could break through the blockade. The left side! Without hesitation, Mu Fan stepped and leaped, but this time Mu Fan felt his muscles were already exerting their full strength. He was just a little bit away from breaking through, just a little bit.

"Bang!" A rubber bullet hit Mu Fan's calf hard, instantly leaving a red welt.

One misstep, the rhythm was forcibly interrupted, and then a dense rain of bullets struck. Mu Fan covered his head and rolled.

"Crackling!" His back stung, but Mu Fan was more concerned about the frustration in his heart. He still hadn't passed the 40th level.

"Player detected hit ten times, training stopped." With a vibration, the lights on the surrounding floor that had been rapidly lighting up gradually slowed down, and the bright white light source in the room also turned on.

"Gravity is starting to decrease, 40, 35, 30..."

His body suddenly felt lighter, as if a non-existent boulder on his chest had been removed. Mu Fan curled up on the ground, letting out a gasp. He was a bit discouraged. He was still only good enough to train in the lobby!

"Giving up already?" Suddenly, a mischievous voice sounded in the room.

"Black Egg!" Mu Fan immediately reacted.

"Please call me Egg Lord! You are Mu Fan! Don't call yourself when you call me in the future." Black's voice came from the indoor speaker again.

Mu Fan was distracted by Black and found that his mood had inexplicably improved a lot.

Mu Fan stood up, "Hiss," his back stretched. This training room was really tough.

The monitoring device in the room aimed at Mu Fan, and Black's laughter came again, "Hahaha, Mu Fan, I've already hacked into this martial arts hall's system. There was no recording of the training just now. Also, I forgot to tell you beforehand, normally there's no rubber bullet training before level 40. Rubber bullet training is only available in the VIP rooms from level 40-80."

Black paused, his tone full of joy, "So you don't need to be discouraged, young man!"

If Black were this gravity room right now, Mu Fan believed he would tear this room apart.

Black's mischievous laughter continued for a while, then the voice continued, "Mu Fan, did you feel any discomfort in your body under the high gravity just now?"

"No," Mu Fan seemed to understand what Black meant.

"How did it feel? Describe it in detail, I need the information you provide to make a judgment." Black continued to press.

"Although my body felt heavy, I felt no difference when dodging compared to usual?"

"At level 32, did you experience brain hypoxia or blacking out?" Black suddenly asked a question.

"No." Mu Fan thought for a moment and said with certainty.

"Your bloodline, well, it is currently inferred that there is a bloodline gene. One of your parents must be from a high-gravity planet, and your blood contains special genetic factors. Based on the inverse calculation of the bloodline factor generation-by-generation decrease formula, the survival place of your people should be above 3.47 times standard gravity, not within the current Luoqie Star, or even within ten light-years of Luoqie Star in the database. Further distance calculations require you to further explore the interstellar network for me to synchronize data, so work hard, young man."

"I'm going to continue browsing the planetary network. This world is very interesting. Remember to hide my carrier when you go back, it will be used in the future. I will contact you when needed."

Black's voice finished and disappeared.

"Oh right, I left a backdoor in the permissions for this room. When you enter, it will automatically default to rubber bullet mode." Five seconds later, a sentence suddenly appeared on the wall again.

Mu Fan was speechless. Was this free-range? It saved him the trouble of managing it, but he should leave a contact method. What should he do if he wanted to find him?

Since entering the network, Black's personality had become increasingly unreliable.

Mu Fan felt he needed to adapt to Black's unreliability and elusive nature.

Moving around was still very comfortable. Time was almost up, it was time to go out and wait for Fatty, right? Mu Fan stretched.

Hiss, it hurt.

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ps: Thanks to book friend "Yesterday's Beauty" for the generous reward!