119: Calamity of Poison - Michael's Safe Zone

The Red Lotus Demonic Flame is powerful, but it's only Level Three after all. Using it recklessly would deplete it quickly, and this mission was going to be long. So, Tang Ping prioritized using his Level Four Flame Blaze along the way, as it was more sustainable and durable.

The use of Talent, besides being related to the mysterious energy gained from leveling up, is also connected to one's physique and spirit. If the mysterious energy is completely exhausted, it will then consume physical strength and mental energy. Overuse can lead to general weakness, mental fatigue, and even fainting.

Therefore, physique and spirit among the four-dimensional attributes are more important for a Talent User; they act as a backup power source.

As for the mysterious energy brought by Talent, Tang Ping couldn't figure out what kind of energy it was. He only knew that it could recover automatically and could also be drawn from the void through meditation.

The place where this energy is stored is a dark void, not in the sea of consciousness, nor in the so-called dantian. It's an unknown dark void, and the only certainty is that this place is intimately connected to oneself.

To perceive this place, one usually needs to reach Level Five or have a spirit attribute exceeding a thousand.

Currently, Tang Ping hasn't achieved either, but because of his SS-Rank Talent, Red Lotus Demonic Flame, he could perceive this dark void from the very beginning.

Low-level meditation is the meditation method found in cultivation secret realms.

High-level meditation involves allowing the spirit to expand within this mysterious space, and it doesn't require a quiet environment to meditate. For example, even during combat, he can still meditate, though the recovery efficiency is far from keeping up with the consumption.

So Tang Ping can meditate without a meditation method, though, of course, having a meditation method yields better results.

The Red Lotus Demonic Flame bloomed in the Blond Boy's eyes. Such a bizarre attack is almost impossible for anyone to defend against, unless one possesses extremely strong mental power, or has mental artifacts, or mental Talents.

And unfortunately, for these artificially created Mutant Gene Warriors, their mental faculties are precisely their weakest point.

As the Red Lotus Demonic Flame bloomed, the Blond Boy, who had been fiercely attacking, collapsed to the ground like a robot whose system had been shut down, dead beyond revival.

Tang Ping incinerated his corpse and then headed further into the building.

He knew the entrance to the underground laboratory, but he wasn't sure if the elevator there was still functional. If not, he'd have to climb down, though luckily, there were ladders on all sides of the elevator shaft.

"How is it? Is it fixed?"

"Almost. The information technology in this world is similar to our cutting-edge technology; at most, it's ten or eight years ahead."

A foreign man with reddish-brown hair and glasses was holding a computer, seemingly operating something.

"I really don't know how the biotechnology and genetic technology in this world developed to such an extent!" The Blond Beauty next to him exclaimed in surprise.

"When we go down this time, bringing back the technology inside will definitely greatly enhance the strength of our Safe Zone!" The hawk-nosed man next to him had a fervent look in his eyes.

"Don't get too happy too soon. Down there, it's full of Mutant Gene Warriors. One careless mistake and you could lose your life here." The burly Captain's expression was solemn.

"What's there to be afraid of? We are the top team from the Michael Safe Zone, backed by an entire Safe Zone of nearly a million people, with abundant resources. All of us have A-Rank Talents, and our levels have reached Level Four. Captain, and Vice-Captain, you both have S-rank Talents! There's no place in this world we can't go, no dungeon we can't conquer!" A young Red-haired Girl, who looked quite young, said with a proud look.

"Oh, you!" The Vice-Captain, the Blond Beauty, dotingly tapped the girl's forehead.

"It's still better to be careful. Besides, with so many people on Blue Star, there must be many who are stronger than us. You can't be too arrogant. In this apocalypse, that's not a good thing." Captain Osman said.

"I know." The Red-haired Girl stuck out her tongue.

"Who's there?" Vice-Captain Diana said coldly, the floorboards cracking inch by inch as a powerful mental force attacked in that direction!

Suddenly, a black-red flame ignited out of thin air, burning rapidly towards Diana.

It was as if Diana's spirit was gasoline.

"What kind of fire!" Diana was alarmed. She could feel that this flame was her natural nemesis; she absolutely could not let it burn her!

A gem slowly appeared between Diana's brows, emitting a blade of mental energy that instantly shattered her own mental projection.

Only then did the black-red flame stop, slowly dissipating.

This elite team from the Eagle Empire's Michael Safe Zone immediately stood ready.

"I'll take a ride on your repaired elevator." Tang Ping's English was decent; at least, normal communication wasn't a problem.

As the flames receded, the team clearly saw the newcomer.

"A Great Xia person?" Osman watched him warily.

"Yes, I'll be taking this elevator too, later." Tang Ping pointed at the elevator.

The other side was silent for a while, presumably communicating via their panels. Finally, the Captain nodded: "Alright, but you need to help us with something."

"No help."

Captain Osman's expression stiffened. He hadn't expected such a blunt refusal. The reason he had wanted to invite the other party was that, from the recent situation and Diana's description, he had learned that the other party was very likely also someone with an S-rank mental attack Talent, and their mental attack was even stronger than Diana's, which was highly effective against Mutant Gene Warriors.

That's why Osman wanted to bring the other party along to deal with those troublesome Mutant Gene Warriors.

Unfortunately, the refusal was too direct, leaving him momentarily at a loss for words.

The young girl was displeased: "Hey! We worked hard to fix this elevator. What, you want a free ride?!"

Tang Ping nodded: "Yes, I want a free ride. Is that okay? Thank you."

"You!" The girl was furious. She had never seen such a shameless person.

"Haha, well, it's not impossible." After some careful consideration, Osman decided to agree: "However, if we encounter any danger on the way, I hope this friend can lend a hand."

"That's not a big problem, but I believe with your strength, you shouldn't need my help."

Osman seemed to know a little Chinese, saying awkwardly: "You flatter me, you flatter me."

Tang Ping and this team of foreigners took the elevator to the laboratory.

Both sides tacitly avoided asking what the other was doing there.

A distance of a hundred meters doesn't take long. Soon, the heavy elevator descended to the underground.

The sturdy alloy door opened, revealing the messy hall outside under the flickering, cold lights.