Chapter 37

"Wha!?" Lin Feng's heart raced, and he could no longer remain calm.

A whole bottle!

Just twelve hours ago, he had poured an entire bottle of primary gene fluid!

Primary gene fluid, which was twice as pure as ordinary gene fluid!

Although the intermediate gene nutrient pod here was fifty percent more efficient than the primary gene nutrient pod at home, this absorption rate was still astonishing. Before his brain domain width regressed, it took him ten days to absorb a bottle of ordinary gene fluid, but now...

Just one night!

"And I don't even know when the gene energy was depleted." Lin Feng's mind was still unsettled.

It could have been depleted after twelve hours, or ten hours, eight hours, or even less.

Snap! Closing his eyes, Lin Feng carefully sensed his body.

He couldn't detect any residual gene energy. Before his brain domain width regressed, every time he absorbed gene energy, his body felt saturated, unable to absorb more until it was slowly digested. But now, it was completely different!

Empty and hollow, he could continue to absorb gene energy for cultivation.

"Ha ha!" Unable to contain his joy, Lin Feng laughed heartily, his smile filled with ease and relief. From the regression of his brain domain width to his good friend Ali's severe injury, one bad thing after another, until now, things were finally turning for the better, and he felt refreshed.

Indeed, he had wasted over a year due to the regression of his brain domain width.

But so what?

"Very soon, I will catch up." Lin Feng's mind conjured up the image of the vice-principal of the Crown Elite Academy, that disdainful and angry look, the back turned in a huff, his eyes flashing with determination, "And I will be even stronger than before!"

Lin Feng clenched his fists tightly.

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At the Battle Academy, in the hall.

"It's impossible! Miss Ling'er is an intermediate gene warrior with a brain domain width of 18.50%! How could she lose!"

"It's true! I heard it from Lan Yin, the deputy manager of the Battle World's technical staff. Not only Wang Xiuming, but Tao Jing also heard it. Isn't that right, Tao Jing?"

"Ah, I, I... don't know."

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In the academy, gossip always spread quickly.

Especially about the two specially recruited students. Ling'er, with her unparalleled beauty and noble status, was well-known throughout the Battle Academy. How many people, not just Xue Jin, had intentions towards her? Who wouldn't like such a beautiful, wealthy, and noble girl?

Lin Feng was also in the limelight. Not only did he greatly embarrass the Ancient Martial Arts Academy during the entrance examination, but on his first day, he was exceptionally granted exclusive benefits and moved into Area A.

"Rumors often have some basis. No wonder Mentor Yue Meng treats Lin Feng so differently."

"If Lin Feng really defeated Ling'er, wouldn't he be even stronger than Xue Jin and Wang Xiuming? What do you think... who is stronger between him and Long Qin?"

"Shut up!" A deep voice shouted.

Xue Jin, with his golden hair, had a cold expression as he entered the hall, his usual sunny smile long gone.

"This is just a rumor. How could Ling'er lose to Lin Feng!" Xue Jin frowned angrily, the image of Lin Feng appearing in his mind, feeling inexplicable disdain and disgust, "A mere quasi-gene warrior, how strong could he be? Don't praise him here, tarnishing Miss Ling'er's reputation."

"Tsk, how do you know it's a rumor?"

"Exactly, who says a quasi-gene warrior will definitely lose?"

"Have the guts to challenge Lin Feng to a battle in the martial arena!"

The crowd chattered.

All of them were quasi-gene warriors, so they naturally had a better opinion of Lin Feng.

Xue Jin's handsome face twitched, and he angrily slapped the metal wall, making a loud sound, "I'll take the bet. I, Xue Jin, have never been afraid of anyone. I'll show you the insurmountable gap between a gene warrior and a quasi-gene warrior!"

"Are you really going to challenge him?"

"Exactly, don't just talk big."

"Anyone can talk big."

Amidst the cold ridicule, Xue Jin gritted his teeth, his face turning red, "I, Xue Jin, never go back on my word. Whether in the Battle World or a real duel, let him choose! You hear me, if I don't challenge Lin Feng today, I'll write my name backward!"

His words were firm, and the crowd buzzed with discussion.

Xue Jin snorted coldly, his pride and confidence evident. In his view, dealing with Lin Feng would be a piece of cake.

However, as time passed and more students arrived, there was still no sign of Lin Feng.

"Late?" Xue Jin frowned, his gaze falling on Mentor Yue Meng approaching from a distance.

"Wait!"

"Even missing a mentor's class, could he be in seclusion!?" Xue Jin's eyes widened, cold sweat trickling down his forehead.

If Lin Feng was really in seclusion, how could he challenge him?

"If I don't challenge him today, I'll write my name backward!" Thinking of his impulsive words, Xue Jin's face turned pale.

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Seclusion?

At this moment, Lin Feng was on his way home.

The speed of the Volkswagen C7 was quite fast. With his own magnetic levitation car, Lin Feng no longer needed to挤地铁, saving a lot of time.

"The stronger the physique, the faster the absorption of gene energy."

"But even so, my body's absorption rate is truly astonishing."

Lin Feng sat in the levitation car, his gaze focused.

He had been pondering this issue, full of questions. Originally, his absorption of gene energy was not top-notch, but the current absorption rate was not only better than top gene warriors but probably even surpassed talented gene generals.

Why?

"Qi?"

"Earth Soul?"

"Or... the cultivation of an ancient martial artist complements the absorption of gene energy."

Lin Feng smiled.

It could be one of these three possibilities.

"No need to delve too deeply." Lin Feng suddenly smiled calmly. Regardless of which possibility, the result was already here. Although he couldn't fuse with the elemental core, his current absorption rate of gene energy was monstrous, and the faster the absorption rate, the faster the brain domain width would increase.

"Based on absorbing one bottle of primary gene fluid every 12 hours, I believe it won't take more than ten months to increase my brain domain width to 19.99%."

"This is without considering the cultivation of an ancient martial artist. If I cultivate simultaneously..."

"The time required could be halved!"

Increase the brain domain width by 10% in five months?

Before, Lin Feng wouldn't have dared to think about it, and anyone who heard it would probably laugh, finding it absurd.

But now, it was within reach!

"Whoosh!" The magnetic levitation car sped like a rocket, breaking through the sky, much faster than Lin Feng's running speed back then...

More than ten times faster!

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At the Peaceful Neighborhood.

"Wow, a high-end Volkswagen C7."

"Damn, it's worth 300 silver coins. The Battle Academy... is really generous!"

"Ah Feng has made it!"

...

Neighbors gathered, their words filled with envy and satisfaction.

In the Peaceful Neighborhood, less than one percent of the martial artists could afford a high-end Volkswagen C7.

Lin Feng smiled as he got out of the car, greeting the neighbors warmly. He knew the news of his return must have come from his sister, Yuer. Looking ahead, he saw his mother with a gentle smile and his lively sister, waving her hands excitedly.

"Mom, sister." Lin Feng walked over with a smile, "I'm back."

The same words, "I'm back," but the feeling was completely different from three months ago, filled with confidence and sunshine.

"Um, let's go home." Mother Ji Ruhua said softly.

"Brother, Mom made a lot of delicious dishes!" Lin Yuer exaggerated.

"Did you sneak a taste again, little glutton?"

"No way!"

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The three figures, full of warmth and happiness, were enviable.

Not far away, on the balcony of a nearby building, a beautiful face, delicate and slightly pale, bit her cherry lips, filled with deep regret.

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