It was dark at night, and when most of the Imperial people in York Town had put on their clothes and slept, the backyard of Earl Orici's mansion was still brightly lit, and in the huge training center, a group of warriors from the distant ancestor tribes were still training hard.
Sweat soaked everyone's body and snaked down the cracks of every muscle.
The specially-made training equipment kept making a heavy buzzing under their huge pull.
Mousse lowered his head, his heavy breathing caused his plump muscles to rise and fall vigorously, and his sharp eyes were straight and fierce like a prairie wolf.
His strong muscles were inferior to those of him before.
Bang bang bang The rapid dash left a booming sound, and several lightning-like shadows rushed straight towards him.
In an instant, the whole room was filled with the sound of continuous hammering, and countless fist shadows filled every part of Mousse's body.
Faced with such an indiscriminate attack, Mousse remained as still as a stubborn stone.
His increasingly swollen and muscular muscles were his best shield, and they became harder and harder in the process of withstanding the blow.
The attacked muscle groups undulate regularly like water waves.
Most of the attacks can be dispersed throughout the body and quickly buffered.
This way of breaking down the pain through the ups and downs of the muscles is how the tribesmen can take root.
A foundation of the vast grassland.
This method is similar to Fan's tremor to a certain extent, but it is more defensive.
Of course, the control of power is much cruder.
I don’t know how many attacks he endured, but Mous finally roared loudly and threw out his fists like two thunderous dragons.
Knock everyone out with one punch "Ahem, leader, you struck too hard."
The opponents who were knocked away reluctantly stood up, and now it was very difficult for them to even move their fingers.
"It's not enough.
Let's continue immediately after the break.
The competition is getting closer and closer, and no one can hold back."
Mousse panted hard while casually inserting a transformation fluid into his arm.
Class b.
"Chief, your absorption speed is too fast."
The subordinates on the side kept wailing.
"You are just too slow.
If compared with the big leader, I am nothing."
When they heard the words "big leader", all the soldiers couldn't help but choked and looked at each other.
These warriors from the tribe never dared to imagine that one day they would be treated so generously by the Empire, with an unlimited supply of B-grade transformation fluid, as long as they could absorb it; the best training equipment.
Help them break down and utilize the transformation fluid as quickly as possible and strengthen their bodies.
Coupled with the tribe's unique body-building method, these warriors from the tribe are improving at a rapid rate.
Although they are still unable to activate their abilities, everyone's old injuries have recovered to some extent.
They were originally the most elite warriors, but their edges were smoothed by suffering.
But with enough resources, they improved at a speed that even Brahma could not help but be surprised.
The improvement in strength brings more confidence, especially since they still have more room for improvement, so that the illusion of freedom was almost wiped out.
Like the craziest vines growing.
Confidence brings changes in temperament, and rapidly increasing strength brings an improvement in momentum.
They are no longer mice struggling to survive.
But the toughest wolf on the grassland The only thing they can do to repay the man who brought them all this is to exercise crazily day and night.
"Continue, no one is allowed to rest until the big leader comes back."
Regardless of the people here sweating like rain, there are also people busy in another hidden place in the Earl of Orici's residence.
In the pool the size of a playground, water splashes from time to time.
Looking at it from a close distance, it turns out that these water splashes are heavy alloy balls flying out of the water.
Research room.
With a face full of concentration, Shields stared at the screen, where there was a clear reflection of various data of the human body.
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"It's incredible, it's incredible."
Sheld looked at the heat map on the screen where his entire body turned deep red.
Constantly screaming, this body is at its lowest temperature at the moment.
It has already reached over 50 degrees "How much oxygen is left?"
he asked loudly without looking back.
"This and this" "Stop hesitating and answer me quickly" "Master has run out of oxygen a long time ago" "What?"
Shields immediately turned around, pushed aside the assistant researcher, and examined the data himself, "It's incredible, it's really incredible.
How is it possible that he can continue to maintain his strength without oxygen underwater?"
The researchers looked at each other, no one could answer this question.
"Isn't it the effect of the transformation fluid?"
Count Oric frowned slightly at this time.
"Yes, but it's not just that there must be factors that I don't know about.
The effect of Purity One is indeed extraordinary, but it has not reached such a powerful level."
Sheld kept shuttling between the major instruments, and was very busy for a while. .
"Master, we will discuss these matters later.
What I am concerned about now is whether Purity One is ready for use," Oric then asked.
"Of course not," Shields said without thinking.
"Although the improvement effect has stabilized, not everyone has his poison-resistant physique.
The toxicity of Pure One is still too strong."
“How can we speed up this progress?”
"When we thoroughly study this brat's body, this problem will almost be solved."
Sheard said without looking back.
"Then what are you waiting for?"
Oric frowned.
"You think this is easy?
Do you know how long it took to create the first successful mutant fluid?"
"Master Oxygen" "Don't interrupt," Shields yelled hastily, "Because of this boy, our progress is fast enough now.
You, a layman who doesn't know anything, don't make trouble here."
Shields turned to Orici and yelled.
"Master Oxygen" "I said, don't interrupt."
As soon as Shield finished speaking, a huge wave suddenly splashed out of the huge pool outside the laboratory, and an alloy steel ball the size of a head rushed out of the water like a cannonball, straight and It hit the glass of the laboratory heavily.
The glass shattered, and the steel ball rushed in with the roar of the wind.
As the only combatant present, Count Oric subconsciously grabbed the steel ball, but this grab surprised him.
The inertia of the steel ball was enough to The foot carried his body around twice before he could stop.
Although Count Orici didn't exert any force at first, this was shocking enough.
Faced with this scene, Shields was stunned for a second, and then suddenly shouted urgently, "Oxygen, oxygen, oxygen!"
The researchers who obeyed the order could only helplessly open the oxygen valve.
Under the deep water at this time, Fan's consciousness was on the verge of blur.
He was wearing a heavy alloy armor.
Except for his joints, everything else was wrapped in thick armor.
There were several heads scattered around him.
Shoot small and alloy balls.
This is a training method specially designed by Shield for Van.
While withstanding the pressure and resistance of deep water, he must try his best to knock away the alloy balls that are constantly impacting him, in order to hone his body's strength and reaction ability, but these are all It's not the most difficult thing.
The most difficult thing is that the amount of oxygen provided to him in advance is limited.
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He must make reasonable use of every bit of strength and every bit of oxygen in order to continue training for a longer period of time in this process.
Normally, after his oxygen was exhausted, Shield would always lift him out of the water immediately, but I don't know what happened today.
He had not inhaled oxygen for nearly three minutes.
Facing the alloy iron that was still attacking him, Even though the ball has extremely developed mitochondria and stores far more oxygen than ordinary people, he still has to try his best to launch a final blow to remind Sheard that he is on the verge of collapse.
As he struck the final blow, Shields reacted.
He finally breathed the fresh oxygen he had not seen for a long time, and the crane worked slowly at the same time, quickly lifting him out of the water.
As soon as Van came ashore, he saw Shield who was already waiting for him.
After getting out of the alloy heavy armor, he did not hesitate to grab Shield's collar firmly.
"Hey, don't be nervous, it was just a momentary oversight," Shields explained hurriedly.
He would not doubt the determination of the brat in front of him.
If he could not satisfy him, he would definitely throw himself into the water.
"There will be no next time, I will never believe you again."
Fan said coldly.
In those dozens of seconds just now, he really felt the suffocating despair, and the vitality was drained from his body bit by bit. , but feeling powerless, no one would like to try again.
"Fan, let go."
Oric couldn't stand it anymore and reached out to pull down Fan's arm.
But what he came into contact with was muscles as hard as steel bars.
This pull made him unable to achieve anything.
Fan still held Sheld's collar firmly, knowing that he had used half of his strength.
Oric couldn't help but be stunned, and taking advantage of this time, Fan hesitated for a moment and chose to put down Shield.
Not only was Shield not angry when he landed, he was rubbing Fan's wet body from side to side with great excitement, and kept murmuring the word "perfect" in his mouth.
At this time, Fan was no longer as thin as he once was.
Each of his hard yet coordinated muscles was sharp and angular.
Even Oric had to admit that Fan's body was the most perfect one he had ever seen.
Every muscle in the secondary combat body has been properly tempered to the extreme.
Of course, this has a major connection with Shield's special training.
"How do you feel, have you completely absorbed Purity One?"
Shields asked impatiently.
"Absolutely."
Fan replied expressionlessly.
"That's good, that's good.
It seems that my plan is effective."
Sheard said, picked up a pen and started frantically writing down things that others couldn't understand, "That's it for today, you go back Rest, it will be the same tomorrow.”
Looking at Fan's muscular back that quickly disappeared into the night, the young earl clenched his fist without leaving a trace, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
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