Nightmare Despair

Chapter 125 Tiger Fist
"Let's go, come with me to Dachang City."

"Dachang City? Third Sister, what's with this all of a sudden?"

……

Around three or four o'clock in the afternoon, a private car from Xishan City drove onto the northbound avenue, speeding towards Dachang City, the capital of Jiangxi Province.

Dachang City, as the provincial capital, is the most prosperous city in the province, with towering buildings and bustling traffic.

Ding San was driving the car, and Park Hyo-yoon, full of doubts, was sitting in the passenger seat.

As for the purpose of this trip, Ding San kept his eyes on the road and explained while driving, "That day at the industrial park, I lost a lot of biochemical fluids, so I had to go to Duyin Biotechnology in Dachang City to pay for replacements. By the way..."

Before the words had even finished, Park Hyo-yoon exclaimed in surprise, "Biochemical fluid... Third Sister, you really are a Level 3 enhanced human! Awesome!"

He had barely finished speaking when he realized he had interrupted Ding San, and quickly asked, "By the way what?"

Ding San asked cryptically, "By the way... do you want to undergo Level 1 Enhancement human modification?"

"You should have saved enough money. Go through my channels, and I can save you a lot of money... and maybe I can even get you some new gadgets while I'm at it."

Upon hearing this, Park Hyo-yoon initially waved her hands repeatedly in refusal, mostly expressing her flattery and politeness.

But he only got halfway through his sentence before clenching his fist and changing his words, saying, "Thank you for your help, Third Sister, but I'd like to change it."

Within the team, Park Hyo-yoon is probably the one who craves power the most.

Just as he had lamented before.

Ye Zi understands technology, while Huang Zhang understands metaphysics.

Park Hyo-yoon herself has nothing but money.

Moreover, most of that money was an inheritance left by his parents.

Even if you have millions in your hands, what use are they in the face of mirages and nightmares?
In recent weeks or even days, Ding San's attitude towards them has become noticeably gentler, and she has been lecturing less... But at the same time, she looks increasingly tired and taciturn.

Everyone could sense that Third Sister was going through a lot of inner turmoil.

She is facing some kind of choice, or some troublesome problem.

Park Hyo-yoon's gaze was firm as she repeated, "I want to become an enhanced human, I want to help!"

Ding San nodded slightly, glancing at him with a half-smile: "You originally planned to make that little girl a cyborg, didn't you?"

Park Hyo-yoon was both flustered and shocked when her secret was exposed.

"Third sister, you knew all along?"

As a level-three enhanced human, especially a combat-specialized individual like Ding San, her physical attributes are second only to those martial artists who have reached the second realm within the entire enhanced human system, and some of her auxiliary abilities are even superior.

No matter how much Park Hyo-yoon tries to hide his underhanded actions, they are all exposed to Ding San.

For example, Ding Sanquan saw Park Hyo-yoon secretly hiding a few strands of Chu Siwen's hair.

For example, when Park Hyo-yoon secretly contacted the human modification agency of Du-yin Biotechnology from dozens of meters away, Ding San still heard everything clearly, without missing a single word.

"I'm so glad you didn't do anything stupid. If you had really made that girl a superhuman, the entire West Mountain might have been destroyed."

Park Hyo-yoon's excitement vanished instantly, and she said dejectedly in a low voice, "So you knew all along..."

"So, even if I really did enhance Siwen, you would still stop me, right?"

Ding San's expression was cold and stern as he said, "Yes, I will kill her with my own hands before she enters her dream."

After saying this, Ding San glanced at Park Hyo-yoon a few times out of the corner of his eye.

Park Hyo-yoon's intentions were good, and he was not a fool who disregarded the consequences.

In the field of nightmare control, stupidity is not scary, nor is kindness.

What's truly terrifying is someone who's both stupid and kind.

Ding San recalled the tragedy in Xijiang years ago, as well as several other major disasters that had occurred in other places in his memory.

Nearly half of those incidents were caused by some fool who had a sudden burst of kindness and a brilliant idea, which resulted in a small leak causing a major disaster.

However, the current situation is already difficult, and even if no one jumps out to cause trouble, everyone will still have a hard time.

"Do your best, and have a clear conscience."

Ding San stared straight ahead; this time, there was no other way in her eyes.

……

In the evening, the two arrived in Dachang City.

Ding San led Park Hyo-yoon directly to a secret experimental base of Duin Biotechnology, where he underwent enhancement surgery.

The modification project includes a level one overall human enhancement and a multi-purpose genital suit for both arms.

After the transformation, Park Hyo-yoon will become a Level 1 Enhanced Human, which will also lay the foundation for his future promotion to Level 2.

The renovation originally cost nearly nine million won, but thanks to Ding San, it only costs three million four hundred and fifty thousand won now, which is exactly half of Park Hyo-yoon's entire savings.

After watching Park Hyo-yoon being wheeled into the operating room, Ding San took out an ID card from his pocket and went upstairs alone in the elevator.

In an office on the fourth floor, Ding San met an old acquaintance.

Someone she didn't want to see but had no choice but to see.

That man was none other than Fu Mingwei, the owner of this base.

Staring at the man's back, Ding San could barely suppress his killing intent, but he ultimately managed to hold it back.

She leaned gracefully against the doorframe, her figure both lithe and elegant, and said indifferently, "Fu Mingwei, I need to replenish my bodily fluids."

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The man clapped as he turned around and laughed, "That murderous look in your eyes...it feels so good! I knew it was you even without you turning around."

"What, you're overestimating yourself again and going to fight the Knights?"

As Fu Mingwei spoke, he stood up and quickly approached Ding San, meeting Ding San's wary gaze.

Ding San almost instinctively took a step back.

It's worth noting that she didn't flinch when facing that werewolf who seemed to be at the third level in her nightmare.

But at this moment, facing the man in front of him, Ding San retreated.

The reason soon became clear.

"The only Level 3 modified human in our Jiang Province, the top creation of the Duyin Group... What are you afraid of? Do you think I can hurt you?"

Before he finished speaking, he actually reached out and tried to lift Ding San's chin.

Ding San was naturally unwilling to explain the real reason for his concession, and he was also likely assuming that Fu Mingwei was just feigning madness. Given the intelligence network of the Duyin Group, they couldn't possibly be unaware of what had happened in Xishan.

Ding San, his face full of disgust, slapped Fu Mingwei's hand away and said coldly, "I'm old enough to be your mother."

Fu Mingwei: "Mom."

Ding San: "?"

Fu Mingwei shrugged and laughed, "Just kidding... For a Level 3 cyborg, age is meaningless. What I like is your eternally youthful face."

"And your priceless artificial bones and muscles..."

Ding San's face darkened, and he shouted sternly, "Get out!"

Her vigilance grew increasingly stringent.

This is the cyborg technology base of the Duin Group, full of madmen that are hard for ordinary people to understand, and the one in front of you is the most abnormal of all.

Fu Mingwei chuckled: "Don't be so distant. If you don't try to please me, who will provide you with bodily fluids and subsequent maintenance?"

After some teasing, seeing the growing disgust on Ding San's face, Fu Mingwei had no choice but to stop provoking him.

He casually pressed a button on his desk and called his secretary in.

"Xiao Yang, take Number Three to maintain the machine."

A woman in a business suit with only her surname on her name tag walked in. She glanced at Ding San, her expression calm and unfazed, clearly unfazed by the scene.

Xiao Yang gestured for him to follow, and said in a businesslike manner, "Number Three, please come with me."

Just as the two women were about to leave the office, Fu Mingwei suddenly spoke lazily: "Let me touch your face, and I'll waive your fee this time, how about it?"

Ding San's eye twitched: "Then can I pay you to slap me back with all my might?"

Fu Mingwei shrugged: "Fine, you'll never see the sincerity in my heart."

"Four million one hundred thousand has already been deducted from your account. If the balance is insufficient, I will use your identity information to apply for an online loan."

Ding San: "..."

……

……

Ding San's body maintenance and fluid replenishment were completed almost simultaneously with Park Hyo-yoon's enhancement and modification.

As soon as they finished, Ding San pulled Park Hyo-yoon away in a hurry, as if staying even a second longer would bring bad luck. Park Hyo-yoon, unable to contain her curiosity, couldn't help but ask twice more.

But Ding San remained tight-lipped and kept certain matters a secret.

What's more, she's now burdened with nearly three million in debt and is in a terrible mood.

Seeing this, Park Hyo-yoon had no choice but to give up.

Besides, at this moment, what he cares about more than getting to the bottom of things is his inhuman yet powerful body.

……

On the rooftop of the base, Fu Mingwei held up binoculars and watched Ding Sanyuan leave, waiting until even the taillights of the car had completely disappeared.

He then put down his binoculars and said leisurely, "Xiao Yang, I really like her, do you understand?"

Xiao Yang glanced at the boss with a look as if he were a pervert, and nodded perfunctorily, saying, "I can tell."

Fu Mingwei shook his head: "No, you don't understand."

The smile on his face gradually faded, and his expression suddenly became serious. He explained earnestly, "In the past ten years, the Red Star Duin branch has advanced the numbering of the experimental machines used to break through to level four to number twenty, but... I still prefer the old version number three."

"Although she is weak, she has humanity and a sense of self."

Fu Mingwei said with regret, "Those people at the top have gone down the wrong path. What a pity."

Xiao Yang nodded silently, without saying a word.

In her view, no matter how President Fu explained it, it would only highlight his perverted nature.

"What kind of look is that? Don't you want to work here anymore?"

Fu Mingwei caught a glimpse of Xiao Yang's expression out of the corner of his eye, and immediately straightened his face, revealing a look of exasperation.

But then, he nervously returned to normal, as if the person who had just been flushed wasn't him.

He said calmly, "Whether it's a good thing or a bad thing, as long as I bring it up, Number Three will definitely refuse, so we can only proceed slowly."

After a moment's thought, he instructed, "Here's what we'll do: go and make some contact and see if we can get Number Three to come to Dachang City to lay low for a while."

"Take a break from the storm? Is something going to happen in Xishan?"

Xiao Yang couldn't help but ask a question.

Fu Mingwei didn't mind and casually replied, "When two forces, the martial artists and the Twilight Knights, collide, there must be something attracting them... Besides, aren't they always the source of trouble?"

"If Number Three disagrees..."

Fu Mingwei didn't say the rest aloud, but thought to himself, 'Then I'll have to borrow Number Eighteen, who's currently stuck on Red Star.'

With the combat power of Number 18, unless there is a large-scale Nightmare invasion, it would not be difficult to retrieve Number 3's mech.

As for whether No. 18 can be transferred, Fu Mingwei is not worried at all.

In his view, Xishan was now the perfect testing ground for strengthening mechs, and those people above had no reason to refuse...

'Seven or eight second-realm martial artists, plus two youngsters with second-tier markings, it doesn't really matter.'

'What truly deserves attention is that wolf-type third-realm individual whose identity remains a mystery… It's rare to have such an experimental subject who can act alone without much consequence, truly remarkable!'

'Using his intelligence as bait, there might be more than just Number 18... If handled properly, even Number 20, the strongest force of Red Star currently overseas, might be able to be brought over.'

Of course, the combat experiment of the pseudo-level four enhanced human was not Fu Mingwei's top priority; the most important thing was Number Three himself.

Fu Mingwei rubbed his hands together, his mind filled with dark and unspeakable schemes.

The person he always cared about was Ding San.

'I wish the number three I got was partially or even completely crippled.'

'That would be a huge advantage for him, the King of Human Transformation in Dachang City!'

Back then, his father brought back Number Three from a small country in the southwest of Red Star on his deathbed.

When Fu Mingwei first met Ding San as a child, he noticed that her entire body was covered in bruises.
Of his limbs, only half of his left thigh remained.

Today, apart from the brain and a very few organs, the rest of Ding San is entirely the posthumous work of Fu's father.

After succeeding his father as the chief engineer of Duyin Biotechnology in Dachang City, Fu Mingwei has always cherished a wish.

That is, to personally remodel Ding San once again!
Let her become fiercer and stronger while retaining her humanity!
'Number Three, Number Three, once your transformation progress catches up with Number Twenty, if you can still retain your humanity... I might be able to write a groundbreaking paper that will shock the industry!'

'It's not impossible that they could completely change the group's research direction!'

"Hey hey hey."

The handsome Fu Mingwei let out a chilling laugh, chuckling incessantly, which frightened Xiao Yang so much that his face turned pale and he retreated repeatedly.

……

It was at dusk that, though seemingly ordinary, was turbulent beneath the surface.

Zhou Kai was covered in a thin layer of sweat, and then he slowly stopped his cultivation.

because.

He has already added a new skill to the panel.

[You have memorized the key movements and learned the skill: Tiger Fist]

[A single session of dedicated practice in a state of flow has earned you +2 Tiger Fist exclusive experience points.]

Your skill: Tiger Fist has been upgraded!

Tiger Fist Lv1 (1/15)

In just half an afternoon of solo practice, Zhou Kai had mastered almost all of the Blue Leopard Style's fundamental techniques, Tiger Fist.

The acquisition of skills and the upgrading of basic skills are completed almost simultaneously.

Upon closer reflection, Zhou Kai learned Tiger Fist much faster than he had when he first learned Falcon Strike. Perhaps the Blue Leopard style was just right for him.

However, this efficiency disappeared after he switched to learning the Black Wolf Fist.

"The Black Wolf Fist is still lacking; perhaps I need to practice for a few more hours?"

Zhou Kai frowned, secretly calculating.

As for why Zhou Kai learns martial arts at the Qi Refining level slowly, it's not because he's not good at them.

there are many reasons.

Firstly, self-study by watching videos can never compare to being personally guided by an experienced master.

Secondly, and most importantly, Zhou Kai was able to quickly master the Buzzard Claw Technique thanks to his maxed-out Falcon Strike Technique.

Without a fully-leveled Falcon Strike Technique as a foundation, Zhou Kai's speed in learning the Buzzard Claw Technique back then probably wouldn't have been much faster, and it wouldn't have been much better than his current Black Wolf Fist.

"Never mind. Even so, my training speed is still far beyond the reach of most people."

After all, for most martial artists, being able to learn a new martial art in seven or eight days is already considered incredibly fast.

And Zhou Kai? With the blessing of plants, coupled with his profound martial arts background and innate extraordinary wisdom, he only needed half a day.

With progress already this fast, there's no need for him to rush things any further.

Zhou Kai went through the Black Wolf Fist routine in his mind again, confirming that he had memorized it all and only needed to practice to build muscle memory.

So he temporarily ended his martial arts training for the day.

"It's time to prepare for tonight's nightmare."

Not long after, Wei Bao, full of doubt, dragged a large suitcase into Zhou Kai's room.

He really couldn't understand what Mr. Zhou wanted the bricks and potting soil for.

The dimensions of this suitcase were precisely calculated by Zhou Kai.

As it turns out, its dimensions are just right to be carried into the nightmare intact.

The box contained bricks and soil, enough for Zhou Kai to expand a small nursery on the second floor of the shelter.

"Alright, your work for today is finished. Go now."

Zhou Kai waved his hand, indicating that Wei Bao could leave.

Although Wei Bao was curious about what Zhou Kai wanted so many building materials for, he dared not ask any further questions until Zhou Kai said so.

"Yes, Mr. Zhou."

Wei Bao quickly retreated, afraid that staying in front of Zhou Kai for too long would annoy him.

Time flies, and before long it was midnight.

Zhou Kai lifted his suitcase with one hand and whispered two words: "Loading."

In an instant, boundless darkness and swarming shadow nests suddenly rushed towards Zhou Kai's consciousness, dragging him into a deep nightmare.

(End of this chapter)