73: Chapter 73 Four Months, World Upheaval 2

March 10, 2031, deep below the sea, 65,000 meters.

Chen Mo opened his eyes.

This was the 123rd day of his seclusion.

The water pressure pressed down on him like an inverted mountain range.

Every inch of his skin bore a terrifying pressure exceeding 6,500 atmospheres.

But Chen Mo's body had long since adapted.

He perceived the content of Spiritual Qi.

The spirit energy particles were denser than they had been 123 days ago.

The concentration had increased to 28 times the original level.

It was time to go out and take a look.

Chen Mo moved his mind, and the system panel appeared.

[Name: Chen Mo]

[Age: 23]

[Height: 198cm]

[Weight: 367kg]

[Ability: Infinite Growth]

[Strength: 185.4 tons]

[Mental Power: 14.7]

[Force Multiplier: 8.7x]

During this seclusion, his strength had climbed from 35 tons all the way to 185 tons, an increase of over 150 tons; it was the stage with the greatest improvement since he obtained his ability.

367 kilograms of body weight were compressed into a 198-centimeter frame.

Every muscle fiber in his body was like a high-strength alloy cable, and the density of his bones exceeded that of any steel.

Mental Power 14.7.

Mental Perception spread out like a tide; everything within a radius of 5 kilometers was clearly visible.

The texture of the rocks on the seabed, the wriggling of microorganisms, the tiny vortices of the water currents—all information flooded into his consciousness, only to be efficiently processed and categorized.

Force Multiplier 8.7x.

His current strength, force, and Force Field were unified and superimposed; when fully unleashed—

He had to try it.

Chen Mo kicked off with his feet, his body breaking through the 6,500 atmospheres of water, shooting upward at an incredible speed.

50,000 meters.

30,000 meters.

10,000 meters.

Boom!

The sea surface exploded.

Chen Mo hovered in mid-air.

He looked down at the churning sea surface below and adjusted his breathing.

His toes curled slightly within the Force Field, and the muscles throughout his body awakened layer by layer from bottom to top; all muscle groups interlocked like precise gear sets, and the force was transmitted all the way from the soles of his feet to his right fist.

Then, he punched down.

The air in front of his fist had no time to escape and was compressed to the limit, emitting a piercing sonic boom.

The moment his fist entered the sea, the immense kinetic energy spread outward from the contact point—

Boom!!!

This punch created a hemispherical instantaneous vacuum cavity underwater with a radius of nearly 20 meters.

Immediately after, the surrounding seawater rushed frantically into the low-pressure zone, colliding, squeezing, and rebounding, forming a mushroom-shaped water column with a diameter of dozens of meters and a height of hundreds of meters, roaring as it shot into the sky.

The spray refracted a brief rainbow in the sunlight before falling as a rainstorm.

The underwater shockwave spread in a ring, stunning schools of fish within a kilometer, which floated up slowly with their white bellies exposed.

The sea surface looked as if it had been stirred by an invisible giant hand, with the aftermath rippling out for several kilometers.

Building-busting level.

Chen Mo withdrew his fist.

If this destructive power were to hit a reinforced concrete building, it would be enough to cause the entire structure to disintegrate and collapse starting from the point of impact.

And this was still just pure physical force.

He did not linger.

Force Field activated.

The Force Field formed a teardrop-shaped barrier in front of his body, light slightly distorted, and his figure paused in the air before accelerating.

The air was pushed aside by the Force Field, and the sonic boom that should have occurred was compressed behind him, without emitting any extra sound.

He had vanished from where he stood.

Flying at full speed.

Mach 12.

The sound of the wind, air pressure, and temperature changes were all isolated by the Force Field; only the sea surface below retreated rapidly.

Chen Mo looked down.

Four months.

Just four months.

The earth had completely changed its appearance.

The green ocean spread from the mountains to the plains, and the forest boundary line constantly advanced toward human settlements.

Outside the urban isolation zones, trees nourished by Spiritual Qi to be exceptionally tall were squeezed together densely, their canopies connecting to cover all details of the ground.

Chen Mo could see.

Under Mental Perception, the ecology in the forest had been completely reconstructed.

A Siberian tiger with a body length of over five meters moved through the forest, its muscles rolling under its fur, every step carrying an oppressive silence.

Further away, several pythons as thick as small boats were coiled by the stream, their triangular snake heads turning slowly, locking onto a wild deer that was drinking water.

The wild deer was also evolving.

The muscles in its hind legs were exceptionally developed, allowing it to easily clear a distance of over ten meters when jumping.

But the python's strike was faster—charging, launching, coiling, strangling; the entire process took less than three seconds.

The sound of bones breaking was swallowed by the jungle.

Predation and being preyed upon.

Evolution and elimination.

Outside the human settlements, a silent and cruel arms race was unfolding.

Chen Mo flew over the Southeast Peninsula.

He saw a group of people near the farmland of a village, shirtless, practicing Standing Post.

The posture was very standard: legs slightly bent, spine straight, muscles maintaining antagonistic tension, and breathing Rhythm synchronized with the slight tremors of the muscles.

Basic Antagonistic Training.

His breakdown of the movements.

A middle-aged man with dark skin stood at the very front, his movements the most fluid.

Chen Mo's Mental Power swept over, perceiving that this person's Force Multiplier was already close to 1.2x.

Although he was still far from being a beginner, at this stage, this was already a standout among ordinary people.

Information was spreading much faster than he had anticipated.

Four months ago, the complete version of Basic Antagonistic Training was only promoted within the Xia military.

But now, even in remote Southeast Asian villages, people were already practicing it.

Chen Mo withdrew his gaze and continued northward.

Familiar terrain appeared below, Yi City.

New high-rise buildings were springing up, and tower cranes at construction sites were as dense as a forest.

The edge of the city had expanded outward by several kilometers.

The traffic on the streets was heavier than before, and the pace of pedestrians was faster than before.

The entire city was like a machine running at full speed.

Human society had not sat by and waited for death.

Chen Mo passed Yi City and soon entered the Xiabei Plain.

After a few more minutes, the outline of Jing City appeared at the end of the skyline.

He slowed down, his Force Field already enveloping his entire body; light distorted and refracted around him, making his figure completely invisible.

He lowered his altitude and landed near the building of the Bureau of Spiritual Qi and Evolution Investigation.

The building was brightly lit.

The entire building was already packed with people.

Chen Mo's Mental Energy seeped into the entire building like mercury.

He "saw" it.

In the training room on the first floor, a tester was conducting a force test.

His muscles had reached an extremely high level of coordination after antagonistic training, and the force-exerting movements had already integrated into his instinct.

When he punched with all his might, the muscle conduction chain throughout his body was clear and fluid, and the loss of force was suppressed to a very low level.

Force Multiplier was about 1.5x.

In another training room, a sturdy man was practicing Standing Post, eyes closed, breathing slow and deep.

His Mental Power could already perceive certain subtle changes within his body: the slight tremors of muscles, the flow of blood, and the infiltration of Spiritual Qi.

Although that perception was still very vague, far from as clear as Chen Mo's Inner Vision, the direction was correct.

Force Multiplier was 1.7x.

This should be the highest level among the current test groups in Xia.

He had already entered the second part of the Human Breathing Method manual—cultivation of Mental Perception.

The key to this stage was to combine special breathing Rhythms and changes in muscle tension to perceive the Rhythm within the body.

Everyone's Rhythm was different.

Find it, then use repeated training to carve it deep into the muscles, eventually reaching the degree of automatic operation.

Only when reaching that step could the Human Breathing Method be considered truly entered.

Chen Mo's perception was like a precision scanner, recording the Rhythm characteristics of everyone.

Weak, unstable, intermittent.

But they all had their own unique "frequency".

These samples were crucial to him.

Only by collecting enough Rhythm data could he find the common laws among them.

And then develop subsequent advanced paths for the Human Breathing Method.

He recorded everyone's Rhythm and continued to search.

Cheng Jian was not in this building.

Chen Mo's Mental Energy expanded outward.

Military bases, government buildings, training grounds, residential areas—all information was screened within a few seconds.

Found him.

In the western suburbs of Jing City, at an enclosed military training ground.

Cheng Jian was standing by the track, wearing tight training gear for testing, his body covered in sensors.

He was surrounded by a circle of military personnel and people in white coats, and the screens of the recording instruments were jumping with dense data.

His physique was more lean and capable than four months ago.

The muscle lines were not exaggerated but were extremely high and compact, like a steel bar twisted to the limit.

When standing there, every muscle group in his body maintained a subtle antagonistic tension.

This was the instinctive state formed by muscles after long-term training.

Chen Mo landed silently on a distant training tower, separated by a distance of several hundred meters.

"Ready."

A technical officer raised his hand.

Cheng Jian squatted on the starting block.

"Three, two, one—start!"

The special starting block under his feet deformed the moment Cheng Jian pushed off the ground, the metal structure made a piercing wail, and the pedal was cracked by the kick.

His body ejected like a cannonball, and the first thirty meters were almost a blur.

Chen Mo "saw" it more clearly in his Mental Perception.

The moment Cheng Jian started, the force-exerting sequence of his muscles had already been carved into instinct, and the entire power conduction chain had almost no waste of energy.

The force-exerting efficiency crushed any ordinary person who had not undergone basic muscle tension training.

One hundred meters finished.

The instrument displayed the number.

"4.03 seconds!"

The recorder's voice trembled slightly.

Although he had recorded this data more than once, it was still hard to remain calm every time he saw it.

Chen Mo was a bit surprised.

Cheng Jian's Force Multiplier had already broken through from the beginner level four months ago to 1.9x.

Four months of muscle tension training, gradually increasing Spiritual Qi concentration, national team-level logistical support, and uninterrupted high-intensity training every day.

With all factors superimposed, Cheng Jian's potential had been stimulated to the fullest.

Faster than he had expected.

The test continued.

Cheng Jian walked to the force test area, walked to the dynamometer, pulled his right arm back, completed the conduction of his entire body's strength in a fraction of a second, and smashed his fist onto the receiving surface.

The numbers on the electronic screen jumped a few times and finally settled.

5.03 tons.

The researchers were cheering, and Cheng Jian wiped the sweat from his forehead, his expression also carrying excitement.

Chen Mo watched silently.

He saw Cheng Jian finish a set of tests, walk to the side of the field, pick up a water bottle, and pour a few mouthfuls.

Then he sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and adjusted his breathing.

The Rhythm of his chest rising and falling gradually synchronized with the slight tremors of his muscles.

He was practicing the breathing Rhythm.

Still a little short.

Cheng Jian had already touched the edge of his body's Rhythm, but he had not yet been able to carve it deeply into his muscles to achieve automatic operation.

Once he broke through this barrier, he would be the first person in the entire Xia, other than him, to truly master the Human Breathing Method.

Chen Mo took one last look at Jing City, turned around, and activated the Force Field.

He disappeared into the air without a sound.

No one knew that the strongest individual on this planet had just passed through here.