<h4>Chapter 30: Chapter 30 Venting</h4>


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    His body paused once more; Mu Fan felt as if his feet were glued to the ground. Each attempt to lift them required multiple times the effort.


    Yes, this was the sensation! The energy within his body burned fully. The massive amount of food he had consumed before now transformed into energy, released from the cells, and an endless stream of power surged from every part of his body.


    Creak! His bones made a clear sound when rubbing against each other as his muscles exerted force.


    Puff, puff, puff. The white rubber bullets sprayed from the Gravity Room at level 35. Mu Fan, moving like a leopard, found himself rapidly besieged by bullets from all sides, blocking any path to dodge.


    Ah ah~ ha~! Mu Fan''s hair whipped backward with the sheer speed of his movement, and sweat streamed into a fine line in the air.


    Mu Fan''s body turned into a gray shadow, squatting, jumping, and using the walls to elerate in reverse. From the right came the sound of something breaking through the air! Forcing his body to twist, his right hand shed like lightning, snatching the rubber bullet that had just passed over his brow.


    As his body descended, Mu Fan used both hands to push off again. His body, like apressed spring, tightly coiled, suddenly sprang out! His legs drew an arc in the air, stamping two rubber bullets against the wall, and he shed away once more!


    A gray lightning bolt darted rapidly within this confined space.


    "Pap pap!" Damn, two rubber bullets hit the wall and fell to the ground. Mu Fan missed two, but out of the twelve bullets shot at him, he managed to hit or grab nine.


    Since it was impossible to knock down all of them, he decided to up the ante and see how many he could evade. Mu Fan''s chest heaved rapidly. The explosive effort under high gravity felt like mes burning in his chest, and even the air he exhaled was scorching hot.


    A rose-red shed before his eyes.


    Level 38!


    3.8 times gravity!


    Fifteen rubber bullets!


    The bullet speed increased by 15%pared to before!


    The white trajectories in the air interwove into a web!


    But at this moment, Mu Fan''s movements suddenly became agile! Attacking like a tiger, leaping like a leopard! Don''t let yourself get hit, don''t let yourself get hit.


    Mu Fan abandoned chasing the bullets. The intense consumption under such gravity allowed him to feel his stamina quickly depleting.


    Mu Fan began consciously conserving his energy, not attacking blindly, not brutishly aggressive.


    Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh. The chubby guy in the hall couldn''t hear the raindrop-like sound from the Gravity Room not far away, nor could he see Mu Fan moving like a phantom.


    Ha!!~ Hah! This time, fifteen bullets struck in a dense array. Seeing that he couldn''t evade with small movements, Mu Fanunched into the air, running ntwise along the wall from bottom to top.


    "Da da da da da da" rubber bullets rapidly collided against the wall behind him.


    All bullets missed, and with iparable leg strength and responsiveness, Mu Fan dodged this round of attack.


    Hu, huh!~ From the beginning of training until now, Mu Fan felt he had expended at least twice the stamina he normally would in two days.


    He needed to use greater force to drive his lungs to breathe, to use greater contractions to make his heart burst with powerful energy, to use stronger willpower to force himself to focus and sense each attack.


    The fifth round of attack, and all fifteen bullets missed again...


    Level 40! Mu Fan let out a low growl once more.


    This time he didn''t add three levels; level 40 marked the boundary between the hall and VIP. He felt he was nearing his limit, his body growing increasingly heavy.


    "Ah!" The increased gravity burdened his body again, making Mu Fan''s muscles firm up once more. But this time, the 17 bullets came faster, pitter-patter! Almost no intervals! Completely different from before, like a machine gun chambering rounds. In a slight pause, Mu Fan keenly sensed it. One second! Only a mere second between them. It didn''t even give you a chance to think.


    Several white lines interwove, locking down almost all of Mu Fan''s escape space.


    Mu Fan noticed that there were two spots, one on each side, to break out of the confinement. Left! Without hesitation, Mu Fan stepped and leaped, but this time he felt his muscles exerting their fullest, just a little more effort, just a little more.


    "Pa" a rubber bullet struck Mu Fan''s calf hard, instantly causing a red and swollen area.


    A single moment''s negligence disrupted his rhythm, followed by a barrage of bullets. Mu Fan rolled to protect his head.


    "Pipa pipa!" His back burned painfully, but Mu Fan was more concerned with the annoyance in his heart. He ultimately didn''t pass level 40.


    "Detected the yer being hit ten times, training stopped." With a vibration, the rapidly lighting up floor around him gradually slowed, and the bright white indoor light turned on.


    "Gravity starting to decrease, 40, 35, 30..."


    His body suddenly felt light, as if a huge stone on his chest had been removed. Mu Fan curled up on the ground, exhaling a deep breath. He felt a bit defeated; he still was only good enough to train in the hall!


    "Are you giving up already?" Suddenly, a cheeky voice echoed in the room.


    "ck Egg!" Mu Fan immediately responded.


    "Please call me Lord ck! You''re the Egg Lord! Stop calling me along with yourself." ck''s voice came again through the room''s speakers.


    Getting interrupted by ck like this, Mu Fan found his mood inexplicably improving.


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    Mu Fan stood up, "Tsk," his back twinging. This training room was really hardcore.


    The monitor inside the room focused on Mu Fan, and ck''sughter came through again, "Hahaha, Mu Fan, I already hacked into this Martial Arts Hall''s system. There was no video recording of the recent training. Besides, I forgot to tell you earlier, normally there wouldn''t be rubber bullet training before level 40. The 40-80 levels in the VIP room offer rubber bullet training."


    Pausing, ck continued with a happy tone, "So don''t get discouraged, young man!"


    If now ck was this Gravity Room, Mu Fan believed he''d have taken it apart.


    ck''s cheekyughter continued for a while, then his voice sounded again, "Mu Fan, did you notice any difort in your body under the high gravity?"


    "No." Mu Fan seemed to understand what ck meant.


    "How does it feel? Describe it in detail; I need the information to make my judgment," ck continued.


    "Though the body feels heavy, it doesn''t feel different from usual when evading, right?"


    "During level 32, did you experience any brain hypoxia or ck vision?" ck suddenly asked a question.


    "No." Mu Fan thought about it, saying confidently.


    "Your bloodline, um, currently it''s inferred that you possess ancestral genes. One of your parents must be from a high-gravity, with special gic factors in their blood. ording to the reverse calction of the bloodline gene decay form, your ancestor''s living ce should have gravity greater than 3.47 times the standard, not within the current Loga Star, or even within the surroundings ten light-years in range. Further calctions require you to expand the intersterwork for me to synchronize data, so strive hard, young man."


    "I''ll continue exploring the Network. This world is quite fascinating. Remember to hide my carrier properly when you return, as you might need it for future use. I''ll contact you if needed."


    After finishing his words, ck''s voice disappeared.


    "By the way, I left a backdoor in this house''s permissions. Whenever you enter, rubber bullet mode will automatically activate." Five secondster, words suddenly appeared on the wall.


    Mu Fan was speechless. Was this a free-range approach? Though it was worry-free to not have to manage him, there should be a way to contact, right? What to do if I want to find him?


    Ever since entering thework, ck''s character has been increasingly unreliable.


    Mu Fan felt he needed to adapt to ck''s unreliable and elusive nature.


    It felt pleasant to move around a bit. Time was almost up; it was probably time to go out and wait for the chubby guy. Mu Fan stretchedzily.


    Tsk, it hurt.


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    PS: Special thanks to book friend "Yesterday''s Beauty" for the generous reward!


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