63: Chapter 63 One Million for a Gene Serum! Superhuman Body!

The Ghost-class sub-orbital spacecraft sped along the edge of the atmosphere.

Its black fuselage cut through the night sky without a single jolt.

Inside the luxurious command cabin, warm air blew gently.

Isabella's azure eyes shimmered with moisture, and she bit her rosy lips.

Her long silver hair cascaded down her snow-white back, swaying slightly as her body trembled.

Chu Feng enjoyed the service.

Ten minutes later.

"Boss. We have arrived over Los Santos. Descending now."

The mother nest ai's voice rang out.

The spacecraft slowed down, pierced through the clouds, and landed steadily on the 380-meter landing pad of the Global Financial Center.

The hatch opened.

Chu Feng stood up.

Evelyn hurriedly picked up a large men's black trench coat and draped it over Isabella's bare body.

Isabella wrapped the coat tightly around herself, barefoot, and followed Chu Feng off the spacecraft with her head bowed.

They pushed open the heavy wooden doors of the top-floor presidential suite.

The lights in the suite were soft.

Isabella kept her head down, saying nothing, and obediently followed them toward the spacious climate-controlled bathroom.

The hall fell quiet.

The twin sisters very sensibly gathered at Chu Feng's legs, starting to knead his legs and massage his shoulders.

Chu Feng sat on the leather sofa and closed his eyes.

He connected his consciousness to the System's High-Level Mall.

His account held 3.4 million Wealth Points (3,400,000).

With money in hand, the arsenal was also running at full capacity.

But Chu Feng had now discovered a problem.

The Clone Legion under his command was extremely powerful; having undergone genetic modification, their physical fitness was three times that of an ordinary person.

But for himself, there was still a lot of room for improvement in his physical fitness.

Although he was protected by an army of 100,000 and tight fortifications, and no one could hurt him, in apocalyptic survival, one's own strength was the most fundamental source of confidence.

"System, filter products for strengthening the host's body." Chu Feng issued the command.

The dark red light screen scrolled rapidly.

A few seconds later, a product shimmering with golden light popped out.

[Perfect-Grade God Gene Serum]

[Description: Extracted from the gene chain of high-level cosmic organisms. After injection, it will completely reorganize the host's carbon-based genes. It will significantly extend lifespan, and strength, speed, neural reaction, and cellular self-healing abilities will reach more than ten times the physiological limits of humans. It confers immunity to all known viruses and toxins on Earth.]

[Price: 1,000,000 Wealth Points.]

One million points!

Buying a sub-orbital spacecraft only cost 100,000 points.

This tiny serum actually cost a massive sum of one million.

But Chu Feng didn't even blink.

Money spent on oneself is always the most worthwhile.

Physical fitness ten times the human limit, combined with terrifying self-healing abilities—this was a real-life version of Superman.

"Purchase."

One million Wealth Points were deducted instantly.

A glass syringe filled with a transparent blue liquid appeared out of thin air in Chu Feng's hand.

He didn't hesitate and plunged the needle directly into the vein in his arm.

The cold blue liquid was pushed into his bloodstream.

Only two seconds passed.

Chu Feng opened his eyes abruptly.

His heart began to beat wildly, like a muffled war drum pounding in his chest.

The blood throughout his body boiled instantly.

Muscle fibers began to tear and reorganize.

His bones emitted a hair-raising cracking sound.

An unbearable, intense pain swept through his entire body.

But accompanying it was endless, explosive power!

Chu Feng gritted his teeth without making a sound.

The black shirt on his body was ripped apart by his bulging muscles.

Ten minutes later.

The intense pain receded like the tide.

Chu Feng stood up.

He casually tore off his tattered shirt.

Revealed to the air was a body as perfect as an ancient Greek sculpture.

The muscle lines were well-defined, full of explosive power, yet not bulky.

His eight-pack abs looked as if they had been carved by a knife and chisel.

With a casual clench of his fist, a faint air explosion sound resonated in the air.

His entire body was filled with inexhaustible energy.

His senses became extremely acute; he could even hear the sound of water droplets falling in the bathroom dozens of meters away.

"Go run the bath."

Chu Feng glanced at the twins, who were stunned, his voice low and powerful.

The sisters snapped out of their daze and scrambled into the bathroom.

Besides this gene serum, there were still 2.4 million points (2,400,000) in his account.

Chu Feng pulled up the mall panel again.

The underground arsenal could produce 1,000 sets of Type-Zero Mecha daily, but the clone factory could only produce 1,000 soldiers per day. Production capacity was excessive, while manpower was insufficient.

"Upgrade Clone Factory."

[Clone Matrix Expansion Module]

[Description: Upgrades the clone factory into a large-scale matrix. Daily gene warrior production increases to 10,000.]

[Price: 400,000 Wealth Points.]

"Purchase."

400,000 points deducted.

The account balance became exactly 2 million points (2,000,000).

[Ding! Clone Matrix upgrade complete!]

Starting tomorrow, 10,000 super soldiers wearing Type-Zero Mecha will walk off the production line every day.

In at most half a month, Los Santos would possess a heavy sci-fi army of over 100,000.

Enough to sweep across the entire American continent.

Chu Feng closed the system panel, smelled the black impurities excreted from his body, and frowned.

He strode toward the bathroom.

The bathroom was very large, with a ten-meter-square climate-controlled bathtub in the center.