The fuse that detonated the “gunpowder warehouse” was very simple and even laughable.
It was the spine of the last Diamond Lizard in one of the cafeteria windows that two groups of energetic and hungry superhumans, who had just completed an arduous training, had fixed their eyes on.
In fact, the Diamond Lizard was not a unique Hell Beast or even an Apocalyptic beast.
Although its spine was as hard as iron, with the cooking of a large pressure cooker with crystal materials, the next pot of braised spine that was as rotten as mud would only take another five minutes to cook.
Moreover, the window next to it had the spine of a monster that was richer in spirit energy and more delicious than the Diamond Lizard’s.
However, the two groups of superhumans were arguing like two groups of hooligans over a small spine.
Of course, they were not merely fighting over a vertebra.
The deeper reason was that this superhuman from Universe Corporation, his biological brother, had just used a newly-produced gene medicine during the Challenge Tournament in the morning and displayed an unprecedented killing technique.. He had knocked a basic officer of the Red Dragon Army off the stage and had fallen into a coma. He had not woken up until now.
Standing on the other side of the Diamond Lizard’s spine, the furious superhuman happened to be the unconscious officer, his closest comrade. He was the kind that had saved other’s lives countless times in the fierce battles of the past half a year.
And the brother of this superhuman from Universe Corporation did not benefit either.
Although he won the arena and forcibly seized the mining rights of a crystal vein from the hands of the Red Dragon Army for Universe Corporation…
Due to the instability of the new gene medicine, and in order to perform his ultimate skill, he had activated his vitality magnetic field too much.
As a result, he had gone insane after he had left the arena and had not returned to Universe Corporation’s base yet, causing an extremely serious cerebral hemorrhage.
It was said that his entire neural network, including the spinal cord, had been smashed into tofu by the incomparably violent spirit energy.
The consequences might be even worse than that of the officer who was still unconscious.
Next to the arena in the morning, both sides were cheering for their respective contestants and memorizing each other’s faces.
Seeing the miserable state of their own side, fury and resentment that were as intense as fire brewed in their hearts.
At this moment, they had met on a narrow path in the great cafeteria of ten thousand people. It was a meeting of enemies, and their eyes were particularly red.
Not to mention the Diamond Lizard’s spine, even if they looked at each other in the crowd, “What’s your problem? Let’s see what happens to you” and other reasons were enough to trigger a bloody battle.
That was indeed the case.
Both sides had not come for the Diamond Lizard’s spine, to begin with.
They did not care who went to the window first or who queued up first.
In fact, in order to calm things down, the cafeteria staff took out ingredients that were better than the Diamond Lizard’s spine, but they were unable to calm their fighting spirit.
Both sides attacked at the same time.
In the beginning, it was only the conflict between the younger brother of the superhuman from Universe Corporation, who had gone mad, and the closest comrade of the basic officers.
As their fists and feet intersected, as spirit flames surged, their comrades soon got involved in the battle too.
After half a month into the Challenge Tournament, no, to be more precise, it should be said that it had gone through decades of conflict accumulation, fermentation, suppression, and refermentation.
Today, the common enemy, the monster civilization, had been completely destroyed.
In the great cafeteria of ten thousand people, there were superhumans from various factions who held various positions and were wrapped up in countless grudges.
Which one of them did not have a raging flame in their heart, which one did not have many enemies, which one did not want to plunder more cultivation resources and climb to a higher realm?
Anger was like the deadliest virus.
But greed stimulated it, spurting out more variants.
As the vitality magnetic fields of both sides in the chaotic battle swept up like raging waves, a chain reaction was triggered, and more people’s spirit energy resonated.
More and more people were involved in the battle, and the situation was getting out of hand.
After all, a superhuman was equivalent to a humanoid tank or a humanoid beast.
When hundreds of human tanks and hundreds of human-shaped ferocious beasts were rampaging in the cafeteria. Even the cafeteria, which had a vast space, could not withstand the impact of such a hurricane.
Meng Chao was not in the cafeteria at that time.
He had just finished a 24-hour maximum endurance combat training. He was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, and he was dizzy. He staggered toward the cafeteria.
Before he reached the entrance of the cafeteria, he heard a crash. The walls and ceiling at the southeast corner of the cafeteria had collapsed.
There were also colorful, extremely high-temperature spirit flames that whistled out of the shocking large hole.
It was as if someone was controlling an anti-aircraft gun and shooting randomly inside.
“What’s going on?!”
Sensing the spirit magnetic field that was boiling like magma in the cafeteria, Meng Chao was dumbfounded.
Fortunately, it was already past meal time.
There were not many superhumans eating in the cafeteria.
The superhumans who came after hearing the news could still maintain their rationality for the time being.
Regardless of their organization or stance, everyone worked together to charge into the shaky cafeteria first and pull apart the two sides who were fighting in a chaotic battle with their faces bruised and swollen.
“Ma Hong?”
Meng Chao looked at a young military officer who was wearing a camouflage uniform. His face was covered in blood, but the blood looked like it was burning. His temperament was extremely valiant, and he could not help but be shocked.
Ma Hong was an old acquaintance of his.
Back then, he had just entered the Martial Arts Department of Agricultural University. He had politely rejected the good intentions of all the gold-medal instructors and insisted on becoming the disciple of “Blade Dancer” Gu Jianbo.
He had found the martial arts advancement class that Gu Jianbo presided over. The class monitor at that time was Ma Hong, who had come to Agricultural University from the Red Dragon Army for short-term training.
Like many of the basic officers of the Red Dragon Army, Ma Hong was also a broken-star superhuman.
Due to the lack of foundation and cultivation resources, the process of awakening was extremely dangerous. As a result, most of their spirit meridians had exploded and withered, and only a few spirit meridians could be used. They were very slow to level up, and their upper limit was extremely low.
Before the Ultimate Style was born, many superhumans who were born in wealthy families, received good education, and possessed vast amounts of resources did not even treat broken-star superhumans as their own kind. They believed that they were not even at the one-star Spirit Tattoo Realm. They were just broken stars.
Meng Chao himself was born as a broken-star superhuman.
Therefore, he was well aware of the psychology of broken-star superhumans.
Broken-star superhumans were usually proud, sensitive, and had extremely high self-esteem.
However, in the dead of night, when he thought of those who were born with golden chopsticks in their mouths and were still in their mother’s womb, destined to soar into the sky, he could not help but feel uncomfortable.
Humans were such strange animals.
If they really lacked talent and opportunities, they would be ordinary people who could not even truss a chicken for the rest of their lives.
When they saw the superhumans who were so high and mighty, perhaps they would not have too many emotions in their hearts.
However, they had clearly put in unremitting efforts, risked their lives, and awakened their extraordinary strength. They had half a foot in that infinitely wonderful new world.
However, most of his spirit meridians had been burned, and he had not been able to get too many cultivation resources. As a result, he had been a “half-baked” all his life. He seemed to be only half a step away, but he had never had the chance to catch up with those people, naturally, he had everything.
Such a contrast was especially unbearable.
Meng Chao believed that it was precisely this kind of “unbearable” feeling that made Ma Hong become another tester of Project 1024. He had made great contributions to the birth of the Ultimate Style.
Meng Chao admired Ma Hong very much.
As the No. 1 tester of the Ultimate Style, he was very clear on how much burden and pain the use of different formulas of gene medicines and the stimulation of super strong electric currents would bring to the body.
He had a contribution value system that could constantly repair damaged cells so that he could withstand the torment of thousands of trials and tribulations.
Ma Hong had nothing but perseverance, the pride of the Red Dragon Army, and the unwillingness of being a broken-star superhuman.
Therefore, when the Ultimate Style really succeeded, Meng Chao and Gu Jianbo did not forget Ma Hong’s contribution.
Within their ability, they provided the most advanced cultivation facilities and the most abundant cultivation resources to Ma Hong and his comrades, who were students of the martial arts advanced training class.
According to Meng Chao’s knowledge, Ma Hong and his comrades used the Ultimate Style to repair damaged spirit meridians. After they got rid of the limitations of broken-star superhumans, their cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, and their combat strength increased explosively.
They had originally been the backbone of the Red Dragon Army’s various troops.
Now, they had become the mainstay of the military’s grassroots.
Ma Hong had a warm personality, treated people sincerely, and was eager to serve justice. No matter what difficulties his friends encountered, he would do his best to help.
Such a personality had also forged many friendships and connections for him.
Thinking back, when Broken Star Club had just been established, Ma Hong had even been Broken Star Club’s president for a period of time.
However, later on, the Broken Star Club grew larger and larger and gradually embarked on the path of formalization and organization. Due to his identity as a member of the Red Dragon Army, he resigned from his position as the president.
However, he was still a veteran member of Broken Star Club. He actively introduced the essence of the extreme martial arts to the Red Dragon Army and facilitated the cooperation of many Broken Star Club members who came from small and medium-sized businesses. Among the hundreds of thousands of Broken Star Club members… he was quite famous and influential.
Meng Chao had no doubt that if the cafeteria of ten thousand people was really filled with ten thousand superhumans, he would be able to find them.
At least five hundred of them were Ma Hong’s best friends, one thousand of them were his friends, and three to five thousand of them had heard of his name. Moreover, when he had conflicts with others, they would subconsciously stand on his side.
Even Ma Hong had been involved in today’s dispute. It seemed that while he had suffered heavy losses, he had also achieved great results. The fury jumping between his eyes even seemed to show that he was not satisfied yet.
Meng Chao was having a headache.
He wanted to go forward and subdue Ma Hong.
However, the three inner and three outer layers of the crowd had already crowded the center of the mess.
Meng Chao could not activate the magnetic levitation force and flew over directly.
According to the rules of the circle of superhumans, when the anger was still lingering and the swords were drawn, one could not easily fly up and point the soles of one’s feet and crotch at others.
Otherwise, it was easy to let others think that you were condescending, despising the other party, thus becoming he target of focus fire.