My whole family was brutally murdered? I awakened the thug system and went on a killing spree.

Ten thousand times.

Qin Meng's spine emitted a dull thud.

It's not a fracture. It's that the intervertebral disc was compressed to its limit under ten thousand times the force of gravity.

The distance between the vertebrae has been shortened from the normal seven millimeters to less than one millimeter.

His height decreased by at least three centimeters at that moment.

The panel is issuing a warning.

[Warning: Bone stress exceeds 300% of the safety threshold; multiple microcracks are propagating.]

[Warning: When the heart's pumping efficiency drops to 41% of normal, the risk of tissue hypoxia increases.]

[Recommendation: Move out of the current gravitational field.]

To break away from.

Where to escape? A localized area with a radius of fifty meters was completely covered.

The energy required to move one step under 10,000 times the force of gravity is enough for him to run 300 kilometers under normal conditions.

I won't run.

Qin Meng had never run.

He looked up.

The action of lifting one's head under 10,000 times the force of gravity requires the neck muscles to exert a torque 10,000 times one's normal body weight.

My cervical spine protested, making a series of cracking sounds.

But he still lifted it up.

The garrison commander was just a hundred meters away.

Eight tentacles maintain the operation of the laws of gravity, and dark red filaments flow inside the dome.

It is looking at Qin Meng.

Using some kind of sensory organ on the black core sphere inside the dome, it watched the carbon-based creature that was being forced to kneel on the ground.

Qin Meng noticed an interesting detail.

The garrison commander's whiskers trembled slightly.

It wasn't because of the consumption of maintaining the laws—a guardian who had been immersed in the twelfth-order energy field for countless years was maintaining the local gravity modification so that its tentacles wouldn't tremble.

It hesitated.

Ten thousand times isn't enough. It's considering whether to add more.

Qin Meng remembered this detail.

Then he did something that shouldn't be possible in a gravitational field of 10,000 times the normal gravity.

He smiled.

The corners of his mouth lifted a few millimeters. The muscles in his cheekbones were contracting under the extra force of tens of tons of gravity.

The energy expenditure of that laugh is enough for a normal person to run a marathon.

"Only ten thousand?"

Sound travels in a distorted way in a high-density fluid, but the meaning is still conveyed.

The garrison commander's beard trembled more violently.

add.

Fifteen thousand times.

The first visible crack appeared on Qin Meng's sternum.

The ribs bend inward under pressure.

The heart was compressed to the size of a fist—normally it's about the size of a basketball.

Twenty thousand times.

My hands can't hold me up anymore.

The bones of his hand sank deep into the rock strata under complete compression, and his arm was pressed flat against the ground.

Qin Meng lay sprawled on the seabed at a depth of 10,000 meters, like a meat patty crushed by a 10,000-ton press.

The warning on the panel turned red.

[Serious Warning: The entire skeletal system has entered a critical deformation state; continued exposure to current gravity will result in irreversible structural damage.]

Qin Meng ignored the panel.

He is waiting.

What are you waiting for?

Wait for your body to adapt.

The real advantage of a physique of over 2,700 points is not hardness, density, or load-bearing limit—it is adaptability.

Every time you are pushed to your limit, your body will activate its self-reinforcing mechanism at the edge of that limit.

Muscle fibers are torn during overload and then reassembled at a higher density.

The bone develops microcracks under stress, which are then filled and repaired with denser bone tissue.

This process requires energy.

Qin Meng had just eaten seventeen giant beasts weighing tens of thousands of tons each, and the reserves in the antimatter furnace were enough for his body to undergo real-time repairs under extreme pressure.

So he's waiting.

Lie face down. Be close to him. Let 20,000 times the force of gravity compress his body to its limit, and then let his body find its own way out of that limit.

The energy that had just been swallowed began to be used.

The antimatter furnace transforms stored high-dimensional energy into structural proteins and minerals, which are then transported bit by bit along the blood vessels—where blood flows slower than a snail under 20,000 times the force of gravity—to every location of microscopic damage.

The bone cracks are being filled.

The muscle fibers are being strengthened.

The physique stat is jumping.

2777.

2778.

2780.

With each jump, his load-bearing limit increases.

The force of 20,000 times the gravity changed the "critical damage" to the "severe load", and then to the "high load".

The garrison commander sensed the change.

Its prey, after being crushed by 20,000 times the force of gravity, was not crushed.

The internal organs were not ruptured, the bones were not completely broken, and the heart was still beating.

And his jumps became more and more stable.

The garrison commander's whiskers grew longer.

Thirty thousand times.

Qin Meng's spine cracked again.

This time it was the bottom—a vertebra in the lumbar spine developed a macroscopic crack under 30,000 times the force of gravity.

pain.

It hurts.

But his physical strength is still increasing.

2783.

2785.

Peak pressure and the efficiency of energy replenishment are in a race. Pressure is pressing down on him, energy is replenishing him.

Whoever is faster wins.

Thirty-five thousand times.

Qin Meng broke his seventh rib on the left side.

It's really broken; it's not cracked, it's fractured.

The severed end pierced the intercostal muscle and penetrated the chest cavity.

It takes 0.03 seconds for a pain signal to travel from the severed end to the brain.

Qin Meng used 0.01 seconds to block the signal.

It's not that it doesn't hurt, it's that I don't have time to feel pain.

The antimatter furnace automatically allocates a portion of its energy to the fracture site.

Osteoblasts on the periosteum proliferate at a rate several hundred times faster than normal under the influence of high energy, and new bone tissue extends from the fracture site to the opposite side.

Three seconds later, the broken bone was set. The newly formed bone was 12 percent denser than the original.

Physical strength: 2791.

Under 35,000 times the force of gravity, Qin Meng lay prone, his bones breaking, his bones growing, and his physique expanding.

The garrison commander's power increased by forty thousand times.

Another rib was broken, but it's been set and is even stronger now.

Fifty thousand times.

A crack appeared in the collarbone. Repair it. Physique 2798.

Sixty thousand times.

One-third of the right femur shaft was fractured and repaired; physical condition 2805.

The warning on the panel has stopped popping up—the system has learned its lesson and knows that no one will see it anyway.

Qin Meng's body was transformed into a high-speed destruction-repair cycle under 60,000 times the force of gravity.

Every second, bones break, and every second, new, denser bone fills the gaps.

Muscle fibers are crushed, reassembled, and then crushed again, with each cycle producing a product that is more compact than the last.

He was using the garrison commander's gravity laws to train himself.

The most brutal training.

The most effective exercise.

Seventy thousand times.

Physical strength 2813.

Eighty thousand times.

Physique 2821. Ribs can no longer break—the density of newly formed bone has increased to a threshold, so that 80,000 times the force of gravity can only produce elastic deformation of the ribs, not breakage.

The garrison commander's whiskers were trembling violently.

The energy required to maintain local gravity modifications is increasing dramatically.

From 10,000 times to 80,000 times, energy consumption does not increase linearly, but exponentially.

Its energy reserves, accumulated over many years, are being drained at a perceptible rate.

And its prey—

It's hardening.

Ninety thousand times.

Qin Meng's finger moved slightly within the rock strata.

With just a slight movement, the first joint of the middle finger retracted less than half a centimeter.

Half a centimeter under 90,000 times the force of gravity.

This tiny movement represents a message—he has begun to be able to generate active movement in this gravitational field.

It's not about brute force; it's about how the bones and muscles have undergone dozens of cycles of damage and repair, which has boosted their load-bearing capacity to a new level.

The garrison commander understood the message.

It made a decision.

Go all out.

All the stored energy was poured into the high-dimensional rune array of the tentacles at once.

The local gravity constant was modified by a factor of 90,000.

It jumped to 100,000 times.

Qin Meng's entire skeleton simultaneously emitted a crisp crack.

It wasn't just one bone—it was all 206 bones in the body simultaneously reaching their maximum load-bearing capacity.

From the skull to the toe bones, every single one trembled under extreme pressure.

100,000 times the force of gravity.

One hundred thousand times his body weight—in normal kilograms, this number is so large as to be practically meaningless.

But Qin Meng's body did not break.

It was shaking, it was making a loud noise, it was making a sharp sound like metal being bent.

But it didn't break.

Because there are still antimatter furnaces in stock.

The energy of the seventeen giant beasts had not yet been exhausted.

The repair system is still operating at full power.

Physical strength: 2829.

2831.

2834.