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Chapter 508 Muscle Armor, the Prototype of the Ultimate Creature

In the afternoon.

The spacious living room was filled with smoke, like a sauna.

The sweltering heat, mixed with the rich aroma of meat and oil, filled every inch of the space.

The floor was littered with torn vacuum-sealed bags, scattered empty cans, and sticky patches of blood and food scraps.

It was as if they had just experienced a savage feast; the scene was horrific.

In the center of this chaotic garbage dump, a naked, muscular figure stood amidst the rising steam, emitting muffled gnawing sounds.

Click, click——

In the silent room, a chilling sound echoed continuously, like a cutting machine shredding hard animal bones.

Finally, after finishing the last spiced pig's trotter, Fang Cheng stopped chewing.

The hunger that had almost devoured my reason receded like a tide, leaving only the feeling of fullness as my stomach walls swelled slightly.

"call--"

Fang Cheng let out a long breath.

The scalding heat lingered, shooting straight for several meters like a white arrow before slowly dissipating into the smoke.

He stared blankly at the mountain of garbage in front of him and the large freezer that was almost half empty, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"Did I eat all of this?"

Fang Cheng subconsciously touched his stomach.

I just ate a lot of high-calorie meat.

If it were an ordinary person, even with ten stomachs, they would probably have burst long ago.

But at this moment, the bulge in his abdomen was not too exaggerated, and it was visibly subsiding.

The digestive system inside the body, which is like a furnace, is running at full speed, instantly breaking down and vaporizing the food that is swallowed, squeezing out every drop of nutrition.

Until it is transformed into the purest life energy, filling the deficiency in the cell's origin.

Although my body's instincts are still sending signals that "I can still eat."

But reason clearly told him: he had to stop!

"belch--"

Fang Cheng let out a burp, forcibly suppressing the greedy urge to continue eating.

He grabbed a tissue and wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth.

He didn't rush to add the remaining 5 points of free attribute.

Instead, slowly stroll around the messy living room to help your body complete the final digestion and adaptation.

The boiling blood and qi in the body continuously nourish the limbs and bones through the blood vessels.

With each step, my feet felt firmly planted on the ground, and I could clearly feel the changes brought about by the added points.

Fang Cheng clenched his fist.

The moment the five fingers came together, the air in the palm seemed to be squeezed and burst, making a crisp sound.

An unprecedented sense of control arose spontaneously.

It was as if this body was no longer a fragile flesh and blood, but a war machine made of steel and operating with precision.

Fang Cheng closed his eyes and focused his mind on his body.

The already spacious dantian and qi sea expanded by more than double in size.

The azure true energy surged and roared within it like a vast ocean.

Not only has the total quantity increased dramatically, but its purity has also improved significantly, with a subtle golden sheen.

As his attention deepened, Fang Cheng began to engage in more subtle introspection.

He could clearly hear his own heart beating.

It was a deep, rumbling sound, like a heavy hydraulic pump working at full capacity.

Each pulse was heavy and powerful, causing a slight resonance in the chest cavity.

The pumped blood was no longer the ordinary bright red liquid, but became viscous and thick, like liquid mercury flowing in the blood vessels.

If this high-density plasma were placed in an ordinary person's body, just one drop would instantly cause blood vessel blockage, skyrocketing blood pressure, and death from multiple organ failure.

It can be said that such a peculiar physiological phenomenon completely violates the common sense of modern medicine.

But within Fang Cheng's body, this heavy, mercury-like blood was surging at an astonishing rate, driven by his powerful heart engine.

As the blood rushed through the vessel walls, it produced a "whooshing" sound, like a mighty river surging forward.

The thick blood plasma carries hundreds of times more oxygen and nutrients than ordinary humans, providing this extraordinary body with a continuous and terrifying power source.

As muscles relax and contract, blood and qi circulate freely, and the spine emits a slight "clicking" sound.

The body is currently adapting to the new intensity.

Fang Cheng's gaze then pierced through layers of flesh and blood, looking at his limbs and bones.

The once pristine white skeleton has long since lost its earthy color, now possessing a jade-like texture and a faint golden luster.

The bone density is astonishingly high, and the structure seems to be compressed to the extreme, as if it were made up of countless tiny diamond crystals tightly arranged together.

With a little effort in moving the joints, a series of muffled sounds, like the clanging of metal, emanated from within the body.

Even if hydraulic shears were used to destroy this skeleton, it would be difficult to leave a trace.

Even if hit head-on by a large-caliber anti-tank sniper rifle, the bullet will get stuck in the bone and won't go any further.

These are no longer human bones; they are practically divine weapons created for battle.

The fascia and muscle fibers that encase the bones are also arranged more densely than the strongest steel cable.

They stretch and taut beneath the skin, possessing a terrifying strength capable of tearing through armor and clashing with steel.

"This is... a true transformation!"

Fang Cheng suddenly opened his eyes and exclaimed in a low voice.

At this moment, wisps of white smoke were still rising from his forehead.

His whole body was like a nuclear reactor that never went out, constantly radiating heat outwards.

Even if you were to stand naked in the icy wilderness of the Arctic right now, you probably wouldn't feel cold.

This is a clear indication that one's blood and energy are at their peak, enough to withstand both extreme cold and heat.

Fang Cheng slowly raised his arm and placed it in front of his eyes.

His skin, which had been bronze from long-term exercise, had undergone a strange transformation.

The dead skin on the surface dries into flakes and flakes off, revealing the new skin underneath.

Her skin was fair and delicate, even radiating a baby-soft glow, a stark contrast to her previous bronze complexion.

Fang Cheng raised an eyebrow, his muscles tensed up suddenly, and then relaxed abruptly.

An invisible force burst forth from within, shaking off all the dead skin clinging to the surface of the body, scattering it onto the floor as a layer of fine dust.

He then went into the bathroom, stood in front of the bathroom mirror, and reached out to wipe away the condensation on the mirror surface.

When the figure in the mirror became clear, Fang Cheng's pupils contracted slightly.

He didn't have the exaggerated physique of a man with bulging muscles and veins that one might imagine, nor did he become a giant, muscular man over two meters tall.

At first glance, his physique did not appear to have changed much.

Compared to its previous wild and sharp features, its outline appears much more restrained, even giving off a somewhat "delicate" impression.

But this is just an appearance.

The once distinct muscle lines now appear exceptionally soft and smooth.

It was as if it had been carefully polished by the most exquisite masterful hand of the Creator, removing all its sharp edges and fiery temper.

However, beneath this gentleness lies a breathtakingly perfect texture.

Under the bathroom light, his muscles gleamed with a warm, jade-like luster, yet remained unyielding. Every inch of his skin was firm and flawless, with pores almost invisible.

It resembles a newly sculpted ancient Greek statue, untouched by the dust of the world.

This is not degeneration, but evolution.

It is a manifestation of the original scattered and violent power being completely compressed and condensed to the extreme.

Looking at the handsome man in the mirror, who seemed both familiar and unfamiliar, a smile curved his lips:
"What is this? The prototype of an ultimate life form?"

Suddenly, Fang Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had thought of something.

He immediately turned and walked out of the bathroom, heading straight to the kitchen.

His gaze swept over the stainless steel storage rack filled with various knives, then he selected the sharpest boning knife and gently pulled it out.

With a flick of his wrist, he executed a beautiful flourish with the knife, its cold light gleaming and its sharpness menacing.

After taking a deep breath, he pointed the tip of the knife at his left arm and poked it with a little force.

The texture is very strange.

At first, it felt like piercing a thick piece of rubber, full of excellent elasticity.

But when he increased the force, although the tip of the knife seemed to have sunk a little deeper, it immediately encountered a strong resistance.

It was like hitting a steel plate hidden under the skin.

The muscle fibers contract tightly in an instant, becoming incredibly tough.

This feeling is like wearing an invisible, high-tech biological bulletproof vest, or perhaps it could be called "muscle armor".

It combines flexibility and toughness, comparable to Kevlar synthetic fiber materials, with tensile strength several times that of steel, yet it is lightweight and soft.

Therefore, it can withstand wear and tear in extreme environments and resist strong external impacts.

"interesting."

A hint of excitement flashed in Fang Cheng's eyes. He quickly changed his mind and decided to stop holding back.

Use the sharp blade to make a sharp cut along the skin of your forearm.

"Zi-"

A dull thud, similar to the sound of cutting cowhide, followed.

The blade slid across, leaving only a shallow white mark, without even breaking the skin.

Fang Cheng was slightly surprised.

You should know that although your current strength is only 65 points, it is still far beyond that of ordinary ability users.

This knife strike was enough to sever the bones of tigers and leopards, yet now it can't even break through the defenses of its own skin.

"It seems that the defense has indeed improved by more than one level."

Fang Cheng gritted his teeth, his arm muscles bulged, and he used seventy percent of his strength to slash again.

This time, the skin finally couldn't take it anymore, and a thin, long cut appeared, from which bright red blood seeped out.

Fang Cheng did not take any first aid measures, but just stared at the wound and silently calculated the time.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

A magical scene happened.

The muscles on both sides of the wound began to writhe violently as if they were alive, and countless tiny granulation tissues grew and intertwined wildly.

The wound, which was still bleeding, quickly stopped bleeding and clotted.

Less than half a minute later, a dark brown scab had formed on the surface of the wound.

Fang Cheng reached out and gently wiped away the scab, revealing the newly formed, pink skin underneath.

Apart from a slightly reddish tinge, there were no visible signs of injury.

"This self-healing ability... isn't it close to the legendary indestructible body?"

Fang Cheng couldn't help but clench his fist with joy, feeling the vast life energy within his body, and a surge of pride welled up in his heart.

Is this what it feels like to transform from an ordinary person into a superhuman?
Breaking through the limits of the human body, breaking free from the constraints of genetic locks, and achieving a leap in the level of life.

It was absolutely amazing!

If I were to return to that night at the Grand Hotel and face that man's consciousness projection again, I would still choose to forcefully break through the spatial passage with my fists.

The terrifying shockwave from that explosion would probably only be able to cut a few gashes in the surface of the muscle at most.

It heals automatically in just a few minutes, leaving no damage.

Just how strong am I to possess such an abnormal physique?

Fang Cheng had a thought and slowly raised his hand.

A wisp of azure true energy quietly appeared, clinging tightly to his palm and fingertips.

It is completely different from the previous buzzing sound and constant jumping and trembling at the edges.

At this moment, the true energy was terrifyingly condensed.

It no longer exhibits any dissipation or fluctuation, but is as stable as a solid, and completely transparent.

It was as if a sharp blade made of blue crystal was covering your hand.

Fang Cheng looked at his long, slender hand, which was as white as jade and covered with the sharp edge of blue crystal, and waved it gently.

There was no wind, nor any whistling sound as it tore through the air.

Where the palm passed, the aluminum towel rack in front of him broke silently.

It's like tofu cut by a high-energy laser, with a perfectly smooth cut and not a single burr.

Only when the attack paused did a faint, transparent ripple appear in the air.

It then instantly retracted into the palm and disappeared without a trace.

"Back to Basics……"

Four words involuntarily came to Fang Cheng's mind.

This is a realm that transcends the simple concept of "strength," like the sublimation of the essence of life.

Even now, just standing there quietly, he exudes a harmonious and natural aura.

This is the qualitative change brought about by the 80-point physical fitness threshold.

Golden light flashed deep within Fang Cheng's pupils, his gaze piercing through the dimensions of reality.

Deep within the ocean of consciousness, the vast inner world was also undergoing a dramatic transformation.

The island stretched further into the void, its spiritual energy so dense it transformed into a thin mist.

Even the magnificent golden palace has become even more solemn and majestic after the great changes in management.

The sun, high in the sky, casts down its golden rays, radiating boundless vitality and nourishing this nascent world.

I can say that I have now fully met the stringent requirements for the "external" aspect of "manifesting the inner landscape" on a physical level.

This body is already capable enough to bear the immense power to change the world.

All that's missing is a further transformation of the inner spirit, and an opportunity for the two to blend seamlessly together.

"Now that the foundation has been laid..."

Looking at his near-perfect physique in the mirror, Fang Cheng's eyes burned with renewed fervor.

"Let's see what surprises await us when all attributes break through their limits..."

With a thought, he summoned the control panel and turned his gaze to the remaining 5 points of free attribute.

Without the slightest hesitation, all of it was added to [Power].

hum-

The panel values ​​jumped, and the Strength attribute instantly broke through the 70-point mark.

A surge of new heat flowed into every part of his body.

(End of this chapter)