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Chapter 507 The 80-point Physique Barrier: The Boundary Between Mortals and Superhumans
Fang Cheng looked at himself in the mirror, his eyes becoming deep and unfathomable.

If you have enough reliable subordinates to secretly protect your family 24/7 and help you handle all the miscellaneous matters.

Then I won't have to be so restrained as I am now, and I can unleash my full potential to reach higher levels of strength.

Similarly, with the protection of a powerful organization, enemies will be wary and dare not easily provoke trouble.

Unfortunately, the Illuminati is still in its infancy and is severely understaffed.

Lin Chuqiao was busy preparing for the construction of the base and the procurement of supplies, while Ye Zhiren was formulating plans, recruiting peripheral members, and establishing an intelligence network.

Xiao Sa followed behind the two, running errands and handling specific matters.

They are the core backbone, and each of them has heavy responsibilities, so they simply cannot be in two places at once.

As for Bai Ling, Pan Wendi, and Xu Hao...

One is a naive, young girl, and the other is a carefree, cynical rich second-generation.

There's another one, who's just a weakling who's only slightly stronger than an average person.

We can't count on them at all.

"Perhaps once Big Hammer and Monkey arrive in Dongdu, we can arrange for them to secretly protect Mom..."

Fang Cheng muttered to himself.

But that's for the future; right now, we need a safe transition plan.

"It seems that the only option is to have my uncle take my mother to Wanghu Town to stay for a few days."

After a moment's thought, Fang Cheng had an idea.

The environment in Wanghu Town is quiet and secluded, making outsiders stand out and easy to spot.

With my uncle Li Dingjian looking after me there, I feel more at ease.

Although my uncle wasn't very strong, he was alert and cautious, and his physical abilities had improved considerably after absorbing the blood rain.

He's a seasoned veteran who's been through many dangerous operations; minor troubles can't get close to him at all.

In truth, if the people of Utopia really find out Fang Cheng's identity and want to take revenge on him, there are only two possibilities.

Either come directly to him and resolve the matter quickly, eliminating the culprit first.

To be on the safe side, they might choose to use their relatives as leverage to set a trap.

In the former case, Fang Cheng had no fear of battle; on the contrary, he wished the enemy would show themselves rather than resort to any schemes or tricks.

Although he had reservations about the latter, he was not without a contingency plan.

Wanghu Town is not far from Haitian Garden in Guanlan District, only a 20-minute drive away.

If something really happens, with my current speed that surpasses the sound barrier, I can reach my destination even faster.

At that time, he will be able to sense the danger immediately through the solar network.

Then, launch a swift and unexpected attack, catching the enemy off guard.

Fang Cheng paused, his hand holding the towel tightening slightly, his eyes narrowing.

From this perspective, it might actually be safer for my mother not to be around.

At least, it can reduce the chance of being attacked by half.

This would also help to avoid her being directly affected by the battle, giving her time to recover.

Having figured everything out, Fang Cheng turned the tap back on, washed his face, and then turned off the water.

Water droplets slid down his cheeks as he looked up at himself in the mirror.

Deep within those jet-black pupils, a captivating red light flickered, as if a blazing sun were being conceived within them.

At this moment, the desire for power in my heart was stronger than ever before.

"No matter what, we must become stronger as soon as possible!"

Fang Cheng muttered to himself.

It's not just about personal combat strength, but also about all the social resources and connections one can control.

Only when the Illuminati truly grows into a behemoth that inspires fear and possesses the foundation to shake the world will it be able to achieve this.

Only then can one truly take the initiative and no longer have this passive worry.

"Chengcheng, are you done washing up? If you don't come out soon, the steamed buns will get cold!"

The solemnity of the bathroom room was broken by the slightly reproachful voice of Li Biyun, the mother, coming from outside the door.

"Okay, almost done!"

Fang Cheng instantly concealed the sharpness and thoughts in his eyes, and replied loudly.

He quickly grabbed a towel to dry himself, then pulled on a clean white T-shirt to cover his explosively muscular physique.

He then pushed open the door, strode out of the dimly lit washroom, and returned to the bright world filled with the warmth of everyday life.

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The afternoon sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the sky-blue sports floor.

The black leather punching bag, suspended from the steel frame beam, stood silently in the light and shadow, as if waiting for its owner's fist to fall.

However, at this moment, the spacious living room, which was originally full of a rugged and sporty atmosphere, has a rather strange style.

Looking around, the place has practically turned into a small granary.

Cases of pure milk, mountains of high-calorie energy bars, bags and bags of whole wheat bread...

Colorful packaging bags occupied almost every corner of the living room, and even the sofa was submerged in a pile of vacuum-packed cooked food.

As for the lid of that large freezer, it was wide open, and a chilling draft kept escaping.

It was already stuffed with fresh, bloody steaks, lamb legs, and whole, prepared chickens.

The kitchen gas stove was spitting out blue flames, and the large pressure cooker was steaming and hissing.

The rich aroma of meat filled the air, making the whole room smell incredibly tempting.

On the stove next to it, there were two large basins of freshly cooked main dishes.

The braised pork hock is a deep reddish-brown color, and the pan-fried beef steak is still sizzling with oil, making it look incredibly tempting.

"Click."

The sound of the door lock turning broke the silence inside the house.

Fang Cheng pushed open the door and entered, carrying four heavy black plastic bags in his right hand.

In his left hand, he easily carried a large, unopened bottle of purified water.

Without changing his shoes, he walked directly to the wall by the door and gently placed the bucket down.

There were already nine buckets of water neatly arranged there, and with this one, there were exactly ten.

Fang Cheng glanced at it and nodded in satisfaction.

Learning from his previous breakthrough, he made sure to prepare plenty of water this time to prevent his body from evaporating too quickly due to high body temperature.

He then walked to the dining table and slammed four large bags onto it, causing the table legs to tremble slightly.

Immediately afterwards, he deftly took out the newly purchased "combat supplies" one by one from the bag.

The freshly baked crispy roast duck is still warm, with a golden and crispy skin that exudes a mouthwatering aroma.

Although the sliced ​​braised beef was cold, its texture was clear and its color was deep red.

There were also dozens of vacuum-packed spiced pig's trotters, spicy duck necks, smoked chicken legs, and countless thick sausages, luncheon meat, and canned tuna.

To put together this "feast," Fang Cheng practically ransacked all the braised food shops and small supermarkets on the streets surrounding Haitian Garden.

So much so that when he paid the bill, the owner of the braised food shop and the supermarket cashier looked at him with astonishment, as if they had seen a monster.

In the end, he managed to get away with it by making up a lame excuse that "his family is planning to hold a banquet."

Looking at the mountain of food in front of him, Fang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's time to start..."

He quickly took off all his clothes and stood naked in front of the dining table.

With a thought, a pale blue screen slowly appeared before my eyes.

On the panel, the 9 points of free attribute value shimmered with an unusual light.

Fang Cheng's gaze also became exceptionally intense.

Without the slightest hesitation, he focused his mind and first added 4 points of his attribute to the [Constitution] column.

Buzz— As the values ​​on the screen jumped, the original 76 attribute points instantly became 80 points.

In that instant, Fang Cheng felt as if his body had transformed into a volcano that had been completely detonated.

Accompanied by excruciating, tearing pain, an extremely violent surge of heat suddenly exploded within his body.

This heat flow no longer seeps in gently as before, but instead exhibits an unprecedented ferocity.

Like gushing lava, it swept over every inch of skin, every blood vessel, and every bone with devastating force.

The feeling was like having countless blunt knives cutting your body at the same time, or like being thrown into a high-temperature furnace and repeatedly forged.

"Well!"

Fang Cheng let out a muffled groan, almost losing control of himself, his hands gripping the edge of the table tightly.

The fingertips, due to excessive force, actually embedded themselves into the hard solid wood tabletop.

His skin instantly turned red, like a shrimp just pulled out of boiling water.

The bluish-purple veins, like raging, winding dragons, surged and writhed wildly beneath the skin.

The once firm muscles rippled violently like waves, as if countless little mice were scurrying around inside.

They constantly bulge, are torn apart, and then quickly shrink and heal.

In this process of destruction and rebirth, each muscle fiber undergoes reorganization and rearrangement, becoming increasingly dense and strong.

Blood surged and roared through the bulging blood vessels, producing a deafening roar like a mighty river crashing against its banks.

Fang Cheng was like a furnace running at full speed, forging his steel-like muscles and bones, and his body temperature rose sharply.

Streams of white steam billowed from every pore of his body, forming a towering column of smoke.

The plume of smoke hit the ceiling directly, was blocked, and then spread outwards.

The room was filled with a misty haze, making even the vision blurry.

Now, let's shift our perspective to the micro level.

Every cell in Fang Cheng's body is undergoing tremendous changes.

They groaned in pain as they were washed away by the energy, disintegrating and shattering.

Then, under the infusion of immense vitality, they cheered and leaped, frantically dividing and multiplying, releasing dazzling light.

The originally dull cell nuclei seemed to be ignited, turning into tiny golden dots.

In an instant, billions of bright dots spread across his body, glowing shimmering.

Then, like rivers flowing into the sea, it rushes straight up the spine and eventually converges deep within the brain.

A dazzling golden ball of light coalesced, resembling a rising sun, dispelling all darkness and gloom.

"Crack!"

Fang Cheng felt as if an invisible shackle in his mind had been violently shattered.

It's like the legendary unlocking of the genetic lock.

At this moment, even though he was not circulating his true energy or engaging in visualization, his body began to glow naturally.

It was a pale golden light emanating from within, sacred and majestic.

Behind his head, a faint, illusory halo appeared, slowly rotating and radiating a chilling pressure.

This is no longer just a simple improvement in physical fitness.

This is a leap in the level of life, a crucial step from mortal to superhuman, or even god!
At the same time, the "inner world" existing in another dimension also ushered in a groundbreaking change.

Rumbling--

The ground shook violently.

The edge of the island, suspended in the void, is constantly expanding outward at a visible speed.

The originally low hills quickly rose up, transforming into a majestic mountain range with rugged rocks, exuding a magnificent aura.

The once narrow river suddenly widened into a mighty river, its waters rushing and roaring, whipping up white waves.

Even on the west side of the island, a wide new river has appeared out of nowhere, meandering eastward along the terrain.

The magnificent palace in the center of the island is also rapidly growing taller and larger.

Ninety meters, one hundred meters, two hundred meters...

In the blink of an eye, it has been transformed into a colossal skyscraper hundreds of meters tall.

Its entire body shimmered with golden light, resembling the abode of a deity, exuding a grand aura that suppressed everything.

A gentle, drizzling rain began to fall from the sky, each drop brimming with vitality, nourishing every inch of the land.

What was originally just lush vegetation has grown wildly.

Tender green saplings sprouted from the ground, and low shrubs transformed into tall trees.

In just a few breaths, the first vast primeval forest appeared on the island.

The rules of the entire inner world became more stable and complete, resembling an independent world.

The previously somewhat illusory defensive barriers around us have now become incredibly thick, shimmering with a colorful halo.

In reality, Fang Cheng's eyes were bloodshot, his mouth was agape, and his heavy breath, carrying a scorching heat, gushed out.

That familiar yet terrifying feeling of hunger arrived as expected.

But this is no longer hunger, but a devouring desire that originates from the depths of the soul.

Fang Cheng let out a beast-like growl, grabbed a braised pig's trotter from the table, and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

The "crunch crunch" sound was both jarring and urgent.

They wouldn't even spit out the bones, swallowing them whole along with the marrow and meat scraps.

Next came braised beef, roast duck, roast chicken, ham sausage...

Fang Cheng practically swallowed, grabbing food with both hands without stopping and stuffing it into his seemingly insatiable stomach.

The stomach had long since become a bottomless pit of greed, and the intestines were writhing wildly, making a thunderous sound.

The internal organs were like a super engine running at full power, desperately needing fuel to fill the terrifying energy deficit and support this body in completing its final transformation.

Fang Cheng simply buried his head in the pile of food, chewing voraciously without stopping for a moment.

This wild way of eating is even more ferocious and savage than that of a wild beast; all that's left in their eyes is their obsession with food.

If an outsider were to witness this scene, they would surely faint on the spot, thinking it was the reincarnation of some man-eating demon.

The cooked food, canned goods, and sausages on the table disappeared at a rapid pace.

not enough! not enough!

Fang Cheng turned and rushed into the kitchen, yanked open the pressure cooker lid, and scalding steam rushed out.

He was completely unaware, and directly reached out and grabbed the stewed mutton until it was soft and tender, stuffing it into his mouth.

Finally, he simply held the pressure cooker, tilted his head back, and swallowed it in large gulps. The thick soup flowed down his throat, not a drop left.

Immediately afterwards, he rushed to the freezer and grabbed a bloody steak from inside.

They didn't even have time to tear the packaging bag clean before they started to bite into it.

Blood trickled down the corner of his mouth and dripped onto the floor.

Fang Cheng's body was practically a high-temperature incinerator.

As soon as food enters the stomach, it is broken down into the purest energy by the terrifying stomach acid and digestive ability, and then transported to all parts of the body.

Because he ate too quickly, too much heat accumulated in his body, and the white smoke coming out of his head became thicker and thicker, as if he were on fire.

"too hot!"

Fang Cheng opened his mouth and exhaled a hot breath.

He casually grabbed a bottle of water, lifted it with one hand, tilted his head back, and poured dozens of kilograms of purified water into his mouth.

"Gudong Gudong——"

The cool water rushed down my throat into my stomach, but upon contact with the high temperature inside my body, it turned into steam and burst out from my mouth, nose and pores.

The room was filled with steam and shrouded in mist, as if it had transformed into a legendary fairyland.

However, in the center of this "fairyland" stood a naked, robust man eating with extreme savagery.

The scene appeared both bizarre and absurd.

(End of this chapter)