Chapter 31: Before

Jincheng Training Ground, top floor of the main building, inside a sealed room.

A massive machine hummed and vibrated wildly, seemingly having reached its limit, making one fear it would be unable to withstand the pressure and suddenly explode.

Inside, a stunningly beautiful person was struggling to hold on, their drop-dead gorgeous face making it impossible for anyone to look away.

Their slight suffering and furrowed brow made one wish they could bear all their hardships for them.

And how detestable was that messy-haired man sitting cross-legged beneath the machine, imprisoning and abusing a girl in the prime of her youth.

If the righteous young boys were to see this, they would surely tear him to pieces.

However, what no one knew was that the beautiful person was a boy.

Even with such a bewitching figure, he was still a boy who came with his own stick.

As the saying goes: of ten flat-chested girls, nine are lolis, and the last one has three legs.

And Su Xuan was that one-in-ten.

It had already been four days.

He had been training at the Jincheng Training Ground for four days now.

There were only twenty-one days left until the big test.
Day after day of harsh training allowed him to rapidly master the skill of Controlling Energons.

He could already control the energons in his limbs when he was fully focused.

In these four days, there had been gains and losses.
In terms of cultivation, the more obvious Su Xuan’s progress became, the greater the changes to his body!

That old lecher Zhang Heng even teased Su Xuan, saying he was getting more feminine by the day.

Su Xuan fell silent, not saying anything.

In truth, he was too embarrassed to refute it, because he was indeed becoming more and more like a female.

The protein-rich insect banquet seemed to have provided a large amount of material for the mounds on his chest to rise, making Su Xuan once suspect Zhang Heng’s motives.

The mounds on his chest had already grown from barren land into cute cherries, and seemed to be advancing towards alluring, juicy peaches.

This made Su Xuan afraid to wear clothes that were too tight-fitting or light-colored.

Now, he usually wore loose, dark-colored T-shirts one size up, and even had to use a chest binder to hide that area.

Moreover, it was extremely sensitive.

The friction from ordinary clothes could bring about a slight pleasure, and during showers, the indescribable feeling from the spray of the showerhead was both disorienting and addictive.

This made Su Xuan increasingly worried, even fearing whether he would still be a boy by the time he advanced to the Initial Form.

Now, every day when he returned home, Su Xuan would fight through his fatigue to check on his little brother, Little Su Xuan.

He was still there, never abandoning him.
At such a critical juncture, he had not deserted him.

Little Su Xuan had become Su Xuan’s only pillar of support.

The two relied on each other, because Su Xuan felt that his entire body, except for his brain and Little Su Xuan, had already betrayed him.

The tough, masculine style had completely vanished from his body, while feminine softness was displayed to the fullest.

It was so much so that even Su Xuan himself found it alluring.

After taking off his clothes, he didn’t quite dare to look at his own body in the mirror.

The weather was too hot and dry; it was easy to get “heaty.”

Down by the control console, Zhang Heng had been constantly drinking bitter herbal tea recently.

Although he only sat and worked in this cool, air-conditioned room every day, the doctor still said he was “heaty.”

Not only was he “heaty,” he was also kidney-deficient.
For five consecutive nights, he had fought fierce battles until the early morning before slowly falling asleep.
This drew complaints from his wife.

Once or twice a week was fine, but how could he always want it?

Didn’t a person need to rest?

Zhang Heng felt that he really couldn’t be blamed for this.

Who could blame him when his student was such a monster?

Whether in cultivation talent or appearance, he was an incredibly rare existence.

After sighing with emotion, his gaze fell once more on the lever that had already moved ninety percent of the way.

Throughout these many days of training, Zhang Heng’s most direct feeling was that this kid, Su Xuan, had truly powerful talent.

If he continued training like this, he should be able to master Controlling Energons after tomorrow’s session.

This was nearly a full day faster than he had imagined.
Such terrifying talent, even Lieutenant General Su Chen was probably only on this level!

The final index was twenty.

This meant that the final pressure created by the Suppressor could reach twenty times the initial level.
And during this process, the body’s own pressure resistance didn’t actually increase much.

The most important thing was the utilization of energons.

Purely in terms of pressure resistance, it might have risen to a factor of two.

The remaining tenfold increase was brought about by the improvement in Controlling Energons.

The further he progressed, the greater the pressure created, and the more Energy Stones were consumed.
In just three and a half short days, a whopping twenty Energy Stones had been consumed.

But this was nothing.

If one could exchange twenty Energy Stones for the premature growth of a monster, it was believed that any retired soldier would do the same.

Looking at Su Xuan, whose expression showed a hint of pain, Zhang Heng murmured, “The Initial Form is not the end point. If it’s you, you must reach an even higher level! The Dark Abominations are not that easy to deal with!”

Zhang Heng was no nameless nobody either.

Although he was now in his thirties, his combat strength before his injury was actually very close to the Second Form.

But it was precisely his overconfidence, his hope of solving the problem with his own strength, that resulted in him being crippled.

The fact that he could stand up again was all thanks to superb modern medical arts.

Zhang Heng wasn’t injured in recent years.

His last battle was probably about five years ago.

That great disaster… even Sun-rank Dark Abominations appeared, and Moon-rank ones were simply innumerable.

He didn’t know how they had suddenly appeared.
Were the two worlds overlapping more and more?
Was breaking through the barrier between worlds no longer so troublesome?

He didn’t know; he still couldn’t understand how that terrifying group had appeared back then.

They just appeared so suddenly.

A massive pillar of energy shot up into the sky, and then they appeared, without any warning at all.

The squads that went to stall them were all killed in action, some even completely wiped out.

If not for a few Third Form powerhouses rushing to support them, the entire Lingnan War Zone might have fallen into chaos!

Their strength was not something that could be overcome with numbers.

That time, Zhang Heng came to a profound realization: if you haven’t awakened a high-level Form, you should never try to play the hero.

But if given another chance, he would still rush out and block the way.

“Playing the hero… actually, it’s not so bad. At least they all survived.”

Zhang Heng looked at Su Xuan’s now-calm face inside, smiled, and once again reached for the slider, pushing it upwards.