High-level martial arts: Starting with a heart of steel, stats crush everything.

"That's a long story..."

Chen Mo sighed. It seemed that Gu Feng and Joseph were seriously injured this time, and they had not recovered even after so long.

"..."

After a moment of silence, Chen Mo had a feeling that these two weren't actually not better, but rather that they had been detained for experiments.

You never know!

Chu Tianhua is obsessed with giving mentalists combat abilities, while Chu Tianliao is a complete mad scientist.

Those two kids are probably not doing well now that they're in their hands...

Thinking of this, Chen Mo quickly took out his phone and dialed Chu Tianhua's number.

Three seconds later, Chu Tianhua's voice came through the phone.

"You finally remembered to call me, huh?"

Chu Tianhua's tone was somewhat serious, and Chen Mo's heart skipped a beat.

"What happened?"

"Yang Zuo, right? Your Celestial Race kid."

Inside the Mountain City Research Center, Chu Tianhua rubbed his temples in frustration.

"That big white pig has recovered and is currently undergoing compatibility testing with the Qi and Blood Armor. It is estimated that it will be able to return to the Grandmaster Academy within a week."

"However, Yang Zuo's condition is very strange. His body has recovered, but he has not regained consciousness yet."

Chu Tianhua glanced at the hospital bed beside him; Yang Zuo was breathing normally and his heart was beating normally.

All the internal organs are functioning normally, and the body's Qi and blood are abundant.

But... he just didn't wake up.

"I also examined the child's brain and found nothing wrong."

"His current state gives me the feeling that he's in a standby state, needing a stimulus to bring him back to consciousness."

"I have never treated a Celestial Being before, and I know nothing about what happened to him."

"If you can contact the Celestial Race, please do so. I need to know what happened to this child so I can treat him accordingly."

"I understand..." Chen Mo's expression also turned ugly. Yang Zuo's current state was 80% due to his own actions.

I can't shirk my responsibility; at the very least, I have to wake him up.

Otherwise, it would truly become a vegetable-like trash can.

"Your big white pig will be back next week, then you two can discuss it yourselves."

"All I can do now is continue to try other methods to awaken Yang Zuo. You need to think of something on your end too."

"Also, the little ball you got is with me now. I'll give it back to you when I'm done using it."

After giving Chen Mo some instructions, Chu Tianhua hung up the phone.

Chu Tianhua glanced at the small stone ball in his hand; he could feel his spiritual energy surging.

His pupils shrank instantly, and the hospital bed next to Yang Zuo was instantly squeezed into a small ball the size of a fist.

"Power, is this what it feels like to have power...?"

Chu Tianhua closed his eyes and quickly returned to normal.

"I can't get too caught up in it; I have other things to do."

"We need to find a way to promote this, at least to the point that more than half of the mental cultivators can awaken..."

"The Sphere of Awakening, that's the name."

"But before that, we need to take care of the things the Grandmaster Academy ordered."

Chu Tianhua slowly stood up, using his mental power to control his legs to move.

Although it wasn't a true walk, it fulfilled Chu Tianhua's long-held wish.

"With this thing, the Zero War Fortress should be ready soon."

"Damn abyssal scum, now that I've solved the energy problem, your doomsday is just around the corner..."

"Don't let me fully master Abyss technology. We humans are quite talented at slaughtering a race."

Chu Tianhua's expression was ferocious; no one had ever seen him show such an expression before.

......

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Chen Mo's grim expression, Gu Feng immediately stepped forward and asked.

"It's nothing, it's just that Yang Zuo had a minor problem."

Chen Mo shook his head. This was a matter that only he could handle, and there was no need to involve others.

"Yang Zuo has encountered some problem and shows no signs of waking up yet."

"Dean Chu asked me to find a way to contact the Celestial Race and ask if they have any solutions."

"How could this happen..." Gu Feng was stunned for a moment, then he wanted to take out his phone to call Gu Ji.

"No, there's no need to contact your family."

Chen Mo grabbed Gu Feng's hand; he didn't believe Gu Feng's family could have any connection with the Celestial Race.

The only recourse is to seek help from the Grandmaster Academy, or from beings at an even higher level.

For example, that mysterious old dean.

"Let's go and talk to Dean Xue and Dean Geng to see if they have any ideas."

Chen Mo took a deep breath, but was stopped by Dai Emei as soon as he took a step forward.

"The deans are not outside right now. Apart from the Food Academy, Medicine Academy, and Weapon Academy, everyone else from the Grandmaster Academy is in the Deep Abyss."

"What happened? What's wrong?"

Chen Mo had a headache; why did all sorts of things seem to be coming at him all at once since the New Year?

"It's hard to explain here, let's go to the deepest abyss and talk about it."

"You'll understand what it is once you see it."

Dai Emei waved to Chen Mo and the others, who exchanged glances and followed.

The deepest abyss, Kunlun Fortress.

"The three cities have joined forces, the Silver Wolf Mountains have been occupied, and the Silver Moon Wolf King has come to request reinforcements?"

After hearing Zhu Long's explanation, Chen Mo's mind was in complete confusion.

He only left for one winter break, so why does it feel like he's been gone for twenty years?

"That's right. Commander Hong and the deans are currently trying to retake the Silver Wolf Mountains. If the Silver Wolf Mountains are completely occupied, it will be very detrimental to the upcoming war."

Zhu Long nodded, his gaze remaining fixed on Chen Mo.

"Very good, you haven't neglected muscle training."

"He's very fast; no wonder he's a genius praised by several deans."

Zhu Long could tell that Chen Mo's muscle tempering progress had reached about 90%, and he was only one step away from completing the tempering.

"Where are the dean and the others? I need to speak with them about something."

Chen Mo pinched the bridge of his nose to calm himself down a bit.

The series of events were so overwhelming that even Chen Mo, with his strong heart, was finding it hard to cope.

"They're in the command center. I'll take you there."

As Qiu Lin's direct disciple, Zhu Long had high authority within the fortress and could move freely in almost every area.