I accidentally joined a group of charlatans, so I immediately called the police and handed it over t

"This is insane!"

Su Qingge screamed and lunged at the control panel, clutching the red emergency stop button tightly with both hands.

"Chen Xi! This is murder!"

"50G! That's 50 of him pressing down on me! No human being could withstand that!"

"Even if there is qigong, even if there are immortals, they still have flesh and blood bodies! They'll explode! They'll really explode into fireworks!"

She didn't want to see it.

I don't want to see that lively man who was just eating meat heartily in the cafeteria turn into a puddle of mud that needs to be shoveled out.

Chen Xi did not move.

Li Guobang made a move.

This old general, who was usually the most protective of his own and cherished his soldiers the most, was like an iron tower at this moment, striding forward.

He stretched out his large, calloused hands and grabbed Su Qingge's shoulders.

With a little effort, he lifted her to the side like a chick.

"Let me go! General Li! You'll regret this!"

Su Qingge struggled desperately, her face covered in tears and snot.

Li Guobang did not look at her.

He stared intently at the blurry figure on the monitor screen, his eyes red-rimmed, his voice choked with emotion yet resolute.

"Su girl."

"Some roads must be trodden by someone."

"Stepping on it will lead to the road to heaven."

"I can't get over it..."

Li Guobang's voice trembled for a moment, then became extremely ruthless.

"That's fate!"

Chen Xi stepped forward.

His hand rested on the accelerator lever.

The cold, metallic touch pierced straight to my heart from my fingertips.

He was shaking.

Even if he was the one who orchestrated all of this, even if he was chatting and laughing with the gods.

He was trembling at that moment.

Because that's fate.

It was a vibrant, passionate life that trusted him.

"Don't blame me."

Chen Xi muttered to himself.

Then, he suddenly exerted force with his palm.

Push the lever all the way down.

"Boom—!!!"

If the sound just now was a howl, then this is the collapse of the heavens and the earth.

The entire underground base was shaking violently.

The overhead lights began to flash wildly, and dust began to fall in a flurry.

The enormous centrifuge was now completely unrecognizable.

All that could be seen was a blurry afterimage, accompanied by suffocating wind pressure.

Even the thick, shatterproof glass emitted a teeth-grinding "crackling" sound, as if it might shatter at any moment.

Inside the cockpit.

The world was destroyed.

There was no sound, no light, not even time.

Only red.

An endless expanse of red.

That's "red vision" caused by retinal congestion.

The wolf could no longer feel pain.

Because the pain receptors have been completely paralyzed due to overload.

He only felt himself being compressed.

It's like an empty soda can being placed under a hydraulic press.

The bones were groaning; it was the sound of real shattering.

Not a single root, but a whole patch.

My ribs felt like they were going to pierce my lungs, and my spine felt like it was going to be crushed into powder.

"Sizzle... sizzle..."

That's the sound of teeth being crushed.

Blood gushed out wildly from the corners of his eyes, nostrils, and ears.

Bleeding from all seven orifices.

He was truly bleeding from all seven orifices.

Consciousness began to fade.

Darkness surged in like a tide, trying to completely engulf him.

Am I going to die?

Is this what death feels like?

It seems... quite relaxing.

Just close your eyes, just let out a breath, and all the pain will end.

At this critical moment between life and death.

A memory, like lightning, pierced the darkness.

"The weak don't even deserve to eat dog food."

"They're not even as good as servants."

— "Remember, don't dirty my land."

That man's voice.

That harsh, cold, and condescending voice.

Suddenly, it exploded in the wolf's mind.

anger.

An indescribable rage erupted from the deepest recesses of his soul.

Why should I?!

Why should I die here?!

Why should I be turned into a pile of mud?!

I'm the King of Soldiers!

It is the toughest bone in China!

They're not even as good as dogs?

Fuck you!

"roar--!!!"

Deep within his consciousness, the wolf let out a silent howl.

The effects of the "Meishan Body Tempering Liquid," which were already on the verge of depletion, were completely squeezed out by this extreme anger at this moment.

Every cell underwent fission in this desperate situation.

Gene lock.

It broke!

A golden stream of heat was no longer a trickle of water, but transformed into surging magma.

Following the broken bones and shattered blood vessels, it surges wildly, repairing and reorganizing.

Break and stand.

On the monitor screen.

The green heart rate line, which had originally been stretched into a straight line.

"Beep—"

A sharp, long cry—that was the announcement of death.

Su Qingge's face turned ashen, and she collapsed to the ground.

It’s over.

It's all over.

however.

In the very next second.

"Thump!"

A muffled heartbeat resounded through the loudspeaker in the deathly silent hall.

It's like a war drum that's been struck.

"Thump!"

"Thump!!"

"Thump!!!"

My heart rate jumped from zero to 300 in an instant!

This is not a last gasp before death.

This is Nirvana!

On the screen, the bloodied figure, already crushed and deformed, suddenly moved.

Under the terrifying force of 50G.

Faced with that absolute power that can even distort steel.

The wolf's hand.

That hand was covered in blood, and its fingernails were broken.

It is being lifted up extremely slowly and with great difficulty.

One inch.

Two inches.

The joints were cracking, and the muscles were tearing.

But he didn't stop.

He was like someone supporting the entire Mount Tai.

Chen Xi stared intently at the screen, her breath caught in her throat, and her eyes were red-rimmed.

Li Guobang clenched his fist so tightly that his fingernails pierced his palm, drawing blood.

Even Erlang Shen Yang Jian, who was "virtually supervising" the project via his mobile phone, stopped petting the dog, his divine eyes filled with extreme shock.

at last.

The hand was raised to chest level.

Those five trembling fingers slowly, one by one, came together.

At last.

Only one thumb remains.

Stand it up.

It's not facing the machine.

It wasn't directed at Chen Xi either.

Instead, they were facing this damned God, this damned law of physics.

He gave a big thumbs-up.

"Grass……"

A faint, yet extremely arrogant, breathy sound came from the microphone.

"That's...that's fucking awesome."

"Beep—"

Chen Xi slammed down the red stop button.

The roar of the machines began to subside.

The rotation gradually stopped.

A deathly silence fell over the hall.

Everyone stared blankly at the raised thumb, as if their souls had been ripped out.

That is the praise of mortals.

It was also addressed to the gods...

The first war cry.