Chapter 27

A towering figure, over two meters tall, emerged from the darkness, slowly approaching. Upon spotting Tang Cheng's silhouette from a distance, he immediately raised the heavy machine gun in his hand and began to fire.

Rattatatat...

Bullets rained down like a storm, hurtling towards Tang Cheng.

Tang Cheng smiled, his eyes gleaming with a wild light. He pushed off the ground with his feet, dodging the bullets while his body shot forward towards the tracker at an incredible speed.

In that instant, Tang Cheng made a significant adjustment to the muscle cells in his legs, generating an unparalleled burst of power. He moved so fast that he seemed like a cannonball, reaching the pinnacle of speed.

Even a powerful tracker could not effectively counter such speed. As they passed each other, Tang Cheng made another adjustment, shifting the focus from muscle cells to nerve reactions. His right hand flashed, and the military knife plunged deep into the tracker's neck, drawing a streak of blood.

Through his battles with the crawlers, Tang Cheng gained a deeper understanding of his abilities. The surface rewards from killing a crawler were just a cycle card and fifty survival points, but these were trivial. The true gain was in the application of his abilities.

In the real world, opportunities for Tang Cheng to activate his super mode were rare, and he had not analyzed it seriously. However, in this cycle world, the super mode was his most powerful weapon, and he needed to study it thoroughly.

He learned that making large-scale adjustments to his body was unwise. Although the power in that state was immense, the side effects were significant. At his current physical condition, it was a case of killing a thousand enemies while losing eight hundred of his own. After simulating dozens of scenarios in his mind, he chose this adaptive adjustment method.

When strength was needed, he adjusted his muscle cells; when speed was needed, he adjusted his nerve reactions; when perception was needed, he adjusted his vision or hearing. By only adjusting a part of his body each time, he could significantly reduce his energy consumption, thus extending the duration of his super mode.

Not long ago, when Tang Ya asked him to help analyze a skill book, he said he was busy, which was not a lie.

Now, through the experience gained from those dozens of simulations, Tang Cheng first adjusted his muscle cells to generate a massive burst of power. As he approached the enemy, he immediately canceled the muscle cell adjustment and redirected the power to his nerve reactions. This way, his physical and mental consumption remained at a fixed level, avoiding unnecessary waste.

However, the burst of power did not disappear when his muscle cells returned to normal, as inertia still existed. This additional force, combined with his speed, allowed him to land the first blow on the tracker.

Tang Cheng's attack was undoubtedly perfect. With his current strength, no one could do better. If his opponent were an ordinary person, the battle would have ended.

However!

His opponent was a tracker, a being that wouldn't die even if its head was blown off. A mere cut on the neck wouldn't even slow it down.

As the military knife sliced across the tracker's neck, the tracker's massive arm suddenly swung towards Tang Cheng. In mid-air, Tang Cheng had no choice but to curl his body and adjust the density of his muscle cells again.

Bang!

When the tracker's arm struck Tang Cheng, it felt like being hit by a truck. He was sent flying and landed heavily on the sandy ground several meters away.

Quickly getting up from the sand, Tang Cheng hadn't even adjusted his posture when he vomited a mix of bitter water and blood, feeling a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen.

"Damn, the strength difference is too great. I don't know how many bones are broken, but fortunately, I adjusted the cell density in time, increasing my body's resistance to impact. Otherwise, it wouldn't just be a few broken bones."

Tang Cheng thought to himself as he quickly moved to the side.

Rattatatat!

As Tang Cheng leaped out, a barrage of bullets flew over, turning the sand where he had been into a honeycomb. The bullets then changed trajectory, chasing after him.

A few stray bullets grazed Tang Cheng's body, causing a pain like being cut by a knife, but his expression didn't change, and his movements weren't affected. However, he was well aware of the danger. Fortunately, there were still some cover points. A few seconds later, he had hidden behind a stone pillar, which was wide enough to shield him from the barrage.

"It seems the six months of playing Touhou weren't wasted. Although this barrage is lethal, it's too simple compared to Touhou's bullet patterns. As long as I understand its trajectory, dodging it is easy. However... under such heavy fire, it's hard to launch an attack. This is troublesome."

Muttering to himself, Tang Cheng's face showed excitement, and his emotions began to rise.

"No, no, this isn't right!" Realizing his emotions were rising, Tang Cheng frowned. A vague voice echoed in his mind: "No matter how excited or afraid you are, it's unnecessary. Just maintain a calm mind. If you can do that, you'll be invincible."

"Who said that? I can't remember at all." Tang Cheng's frown deepened, but then his expression relaxed. "Forget it, why should I care? But this statement is indeed correct. I shouldn't get excited."

Although Tang Cheng didn't deeply understand his abnormality, he was aware of some special details. Unlike ordinary people, he didn't need to try hard, didn't need to struggle, and didn't need to have faith and determination. No matter what he faced, he just needed to act as he normally would, because... his normal state was already at his peak.

If he got excited and his emotions fluctuated, it would affect his performance.

"Ah, this is troublesome. Does this mean this book won't be exciting anymore?"

Tang Cheng sighed and slowly suppressed his excitement, returning his mind to a calm state.

At that moment, a loud explosion echoed in his ears. The tracker, seeing that the bullets were ineffective, aimed a rocket launcher at the stone pillar and fired, instantly collapsing it.

"Damn, using a barrage is one thing, but using a rocket launcher is just too despicable. Do you have any sense of honor in a duel?" Tang Cheng quickly ran away as the pillar fell, shouting at the tracker.

Of course, the response was another rocket.

"Great, you leave me no choice!" Tang Cheng jumped onto a nearby broken bridge, glaring at the tracker. "You, with a combat strength of only five, since you're not being fair, don't blame me for being ruthless. I'll show you the power of the proletarian fist and beat you to death!"

This time, the tracker didn't use the rocket launcher, probably out of ammunition. It discarded the launcher and charged forward, but the heavy machine gun in its other hand didn't stop.

Tang Cheng wasn't too pressured by this level of barrage. He dodged the bullets and, before the second wave of attacks, shot forward with incredible speed, kicking away the machine gun aimed at him.

At the same time, he used the momentum to leap high into the air.

"Take this... Meteor Fist!"

There was no horse or meteor, but as he jumped, Tang Cheng's hands aimed at the tracker's head. His right hand flashed with a cold light, and his left hand fired a bullet. Both the bullet and the knife pierced the tracker's eyes almost simultaneously.

"Roar!" The tracker let out a deep roar, its massive body shaking and throwing Tang Cheng away.

Tang Cheng was prepared. When he landed, he was only slightly out of breath, with no serious injuries.

Facing the tracker head-on, Tang Cheng knew he couldn't do it. The tracker's strength was too great, and a single hit would break his bones. At a distance, he would be suppressed by the tracker's heavy weapons. The only hope for victory was speed.

Only speed. After adjusting his muscle cells and nerve reactions, Tang Cheng was confident he could outpace the tracker. By using this speed to blind the tracker, he could have a chance to kill it.

Yes, Tang Cheng wanted to kill the tracker. Although he knew the tracker's true identity was the unfortunate Matt, who was moved by Alice in the movie to help them against the Umbrella Corporation, the cycle world was different.

Now, the tracker's strength clearly exceeded that in the movie. Was the cycle world's enhancement limited to strength? Whether Alice could move the tracker was now a question. If she couldn't, the tracker was a hurdle they had to overcome.

Of course, these were secondary concerns.

The important thing was... he wanted to kill.

As the strongest existence in this cycle world, fighting the tracker was such a thrilling experience that he couldn't miss it.

However, when Tang Cheng prepared to attack again, he suddenly found the tracker had turned around and was firing a barrage of bullets with the heavy machine gun.

"Damn, even with blind eyes, you can shoot so accurately. This is unfair!" Tang Cheng cursed, quickly dodging.

...

Not far away, Alice watched the battle between Tang Cheng and the tracker, stunned.

She had just arrived and saw Tang Cheng blind the tracker's eyes. In her understanding, although Tang Cheng was strong, he was far inferior to the tracker. But now, it seemed that without the heavy weapons, the tracker might not be a match for Tang Cheng. This was astonishing.

And Alice wasn't the only one surprised. Somewhere, a group from the Umbrella Corporation, monitoring the situation, was also stunned.

"How is this possible? A mere janitor can fight the company's ultimate weapon for so long and even seem to have the upper hand in close combat. This..." The leader, looking at the screen, said in disbelief.

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