Ninth class citizen

Chapter 260 Is it divine retribution?
Within each of the three streams of energy light, there is a dark red spot that flickers at a specific frequency.

"Tidal nodes of free particles"—an unfamiliar term suddenly appeared in Nan Rong's mind.

She stood up unsteadily, walked towards the nearest ball of earthy yellow energy, and tentatively pierced the dark red spot of light with her fingertip.

It felt as if I had penetrated some kind of viscous liquid barrier, and a strange tremor came from my fingertips.

A warm yet restless energy flowed upwards from her fingertips, slowly entering her body.

As the pain gradually subsided, Nan Rong felt a warm sensation all around her, as if she were being immersed in warm water.

After being poisoned, the tissues and cells that had lost their vitality seemed to come alive, eagerly absorbing the chaotic energy.

The yellowish-brown energy stream quickly became dim and lifeless.

Nan Rong withdrew her finger and repeated the process on the other two energy streams until she had absorbed them all.

However, all the tissues and cells in her body were still not satisfied, trembling and clamoring, wanting to absorb more.

The world sealed within the gelatinous substance was reopened, and the sounds that had become distant and stagnant became clear once more.

The three ferocious, ring-patterned, fanged beasts also lunged at her with their blood-red mouths wide open.

Nan Rong instinctively tried to dodge, but her body trembled uncontrollably, completely unable to control her movements.

She couldn't even close her eyes; she could only watch helplessly as claws and fangs fell upon her one after another.

But the expected pain and death did not come. The three-headed beast collapsed the instant it touched her, crushing Nan Rong beneath it.

The arena was silent. To all the spectators, the beasts' attacks were swift and relentless, while Nan Rong remained motionless, awaiting his fate. The outcome of the duel was already decided.

For some reason, the magnified image transmitted from the big screen showed that the ringed fanged beasts had their eyes closed and were completely unable to move.

This scene was truly bizarre, completely unexpected by everyone. They stood up, tiptoed, and peered into the arena, trying to understand what had happened.

In the monitoring room, Manager Wu suddenly stood up: "Go back, slow down and see what really happened—if it was truly a mutual destruction, this can still be considered a complete victory!"

"But Nan Rong seems to still be alive," a staff member cautiously reminded him.

He didn't need to say anything more. The life detector in the arena flashed, and the red dot representing the three-headed beast disappeared from the screen.

But there was one relatively small, pale red dot of light that was still shining brightly.

"Manager, should we?" A fierce glint appeared in Wang Feng's eyes.

An arm stained with blood and sand slowly emerged from beneath the ringed fanged beast.

The next second, the hundreds of pounds of the beast's body was lifted up, and the slender woman struggled to climb out and stand in the very center of the arena.

Her thin slave clothes were already stained reddish-brown with blood, but her face remained calm and composed, just as when she first entered the arena.

The seemingly unharmed ringed fanged beasts lay motionless on the ground, completely silent.

After a long while, a deafening roar erupted from the audience. "How did you do that?" Steward Wu asked Nan Rong, who had just stepped off the stage. "Before you were poisoned, how many extraordinary abilities did you possess?"

“I don’t want to talk about the past. But I also escaped death today and don’t know what happened—maybe they wanted to target a good person like me, so I was punished by heaven?”

Nan Rong said calmly, while extending her hands and obediently letting others put the energy-blocking rings on her.

No one believed her. Before Steward Wu could speak, Wang Feng stepped forward and raised the steel whip used to discipline slaves.

"Stop playing dumb! Our manager is giving you face by asking you questions, don't push your luck!"

"Alright." Steward Wu slammed down the steel whip. "Take her to clean up the mess. Young Master Adrian just placed an order and booked her for the whole night."

"She's lucky," Wang Feng muttered. "I wonder what made young master Adrian take a liking to her."

When Nan Rong was subjected to the high-pressure water gun again, she was much calmer than before.

Although her wounds looked gruesome, they had all stopped bleeding. She could feel them healing from the inside out, bringing with them a tingling, itchy sensation.

After being dressed in a brand-new slave outfit, Nan Rong was taken back to the alloy cage from before.

The cage wasn't empty. On the steel bed opposite, a pale-faced boy was curled up in a ball, showing no reaction to Nan Rong's entry.

Nan Rong remembered him; he was a prisoner of war from Lata Star who had been whipped before and was also sent in as an extra.

I don't know what those Lata aliens were thinking, sending such young children to the battlefield.

But Nan Rong wasn't in the mood to pay him any attention at the moment.

The jelly-like dumpling was bouncing around in her field of vision, its big eyes filled with little stars:
"Master, you are amazing! You understood the advanced textbook in just one night. You are simply the most brilliant and outstanding genius girl in the world!"

Nan Rong recalled what had just happened and found it unbelievable.

"Tuanzi, how much do you know about the 'Theory of the Origin of the Universe'?"

"Master, I am merely a lowly domain spirit, with neither the opportunity nor the courage to steal such profound knowledge."

“But you clearly used a similar method before.” Nan Rong bluntly exposed it: “When I was electrocuted yesterday, didn’t you absorb the current and convert it into repair energy?”

"You've misunderstood," Jelly Dumpling hurriedly explained. "I am a domain spirit born from this world. I can instinctively convert and absorb some of the domain's energy, but if I leave this place, I can't do anything."

"Also, last night, in order to encourage you to study harder, the Dean has sealed off my abilities—so now, all I can do is cheer you on and be a good little assistant!"

So it was that big devil's doing again. Nan Rong silently showered him with a thousand words of "praise" in her heart, which made her feel a little less depressed.

"Then, Tuanzi Assistant, could you help me check my physical attributes?"

"Of course!" The jelly dumpling jumped up and down happily, and a form appeared in Nan Rong's field of vision.

All extraordinary abilities: Tier 1.

Intelligence: 30
Constitution: 22
Power: 18
Agility: 20
Endurance: 16
Mental Power: 33
Perception: 35
Explosive power: 17
These attributes were nothing compared to when she was brought to the Chaotic Starfield. But compared to herself yesterday, each attribute was three to four times stronger, and her physique had at least recovered to the standard of a second-tier martial artist.