After all, they were teammates who fought side by side and lived under the same roof for so long, as well as good partners and hard workers.

If they slowed down Sang Ning's progress and caused her to fail to save Mu Tao, resulting in Mu Tao's elimination, she would definitely feel uncomfortable.

Therefore, based on all the above reasons, the audience chose to go.

Without the distractions of various unique bullet comments, and with her view no longer obstructed, Sang Ning showed the audience what it means to be a woman as free as the wind.

The audience was stunned; countless people were so shocked their jaws nearly dropped.

Am I hallucinating?

Why do I feel like she's faster now? She ran off like a gust of wind, covering a great distance.

[It's not a hallucination, it really has sped up again! Good heavens, why does Sang Ning even exist in this world? She's practically here to shatter our pride and self-esteem as elite humans.]

I feel that at her current speed, even a flying board couldn't catch up.

This isn't the speed of primitive humans. My worldview is shattered. I silently threw the genetic modification fluid in my hand.

[Are you crazy, upstairs? Gene-modifying fluid isn't cheap. Why would you throw it around? I really don't want to donate it; the natives of E72 need it.]

No, the E72 natives don't need it. Purebred humans are all like Sang Ning; they wouldn't want gene-modifying fluid.

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The audience fell silent. Discrimination, how to put it, is everywhere.

They had always discriminated against primitive humans, but Sang Ning slapped them in the face time and time again, showing them a harsh reality: their proud genetic optimization and modification were nothing compared to primitive humans.

The uneven mountain path, with its dense and chaotic thickets running through the jungle, would make it incredibly difficult for anyone else to walk, let alone for Sang Ning, who could walk as if on flat ground.

The vegetation and uneven terrain did not affect her speed at all; on the contrary, she became faster and faster.

Is this scientifically sound?

That's unscientific.

Yet, this incredibly unscientific thing happened right under their noses.

That's absolutely outrageous.

However, something even more outrageous happened.

The deeper we went into the jungle, the more lush the shrubs, thorns, and vines became, and the taller and greener the trees grew, making the light dimmer.

Only a few rays of sunlight filtered through the lush foliage.

But none of these obstacles hindered Sang Ning. Instead of slowing down because of these obstacles, she unexpectedly charged straight at a large, leafy tree.

Then, using the momentum of the impact, he pushed off the ground with both feet and leaped high into the air, grabbing a tree branch three or four meters above the ground.

Then, she showed the interstellar humans what Tarzan was like, grabbing tree branches and swinging like a gorilla across one tree after another, rapidly moving forward.

Using both hands and feet, with an incredible sense of balance and lightness, all her movements can be described as seamless.

To everyone else, she was swinging in the air like a swing, clinging to a tree branch and thick vines.

This truly proves what it means to dart several meters away in just a few breaths.

Then continue repeating the previous actions.

Their movements were fluid and their bodies light, adding a delightful touch to the lush primeval forest.

The governor, who had finally finished installing the protective shield and wanted to come up to see how she was doing and tell Sang Ning the good news that they had the shield, came in and saw Sang Ning swinging rapidly through the air while holding onto a tree branch. He instantly felt like he was about to die.

The water glass in his hand fell to the ground with a thud, and the extremely precious fresh water flowed out of the rim, wetting the yellow sand before quickly drying.

The consul seriously doubted his eyes. He blinked, but the image remained unchanged; Sang Ning was still swinging.

He rubbed his eyes and looked again; good heavens, it was swinging even more vigorously.

The speed has even increased.

"Smack!"

Slapping his thigh hard, the governor shouted, "Good heavens, Old Gu, come and take a look right now!"

Gu Shiqian was checking the accounts and, without looking up, said, "What are you looking at? You can look at it yourself, I'm busy..."

"Busy my ass! Come here right now! Something's happened! Something terrible has happened!" the governor shouted anxiously.

Hearing the anxiety and frustration in his voice, Gu Shiqian couldn't sit still any longer. He got up and left his seat, quickly coming over.

"Holy crap..."

Gu Shiqian, who hadn't finished speaking, burst into profanity upon seeing Sang Ning's performance; his usually calm and rational demeanor crumbled at this moment.

He asked incredulously, "You taught Sang Ning the internal energy cultivation method?"

"I didn't teach it."

The governor's expression was serious. "Xiao Ningzi's meridians are not strong enough; they are too narrow to withstand the operation of the mental cultivation method. Teaching her the mental cultivation method is tantamount to killing her."

"I'm not such a tactless person."

As he spoke, he looked at Gu Shiqian and asked, "Was it Old Tang and the others who taught you?"

"It's unlikely."

Gu Shiqian stared at the screen, his eyes fixed on Sang Ning. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Old Tang and the others are busy as spinning tops all day long, they don't have any time to teach Xiao Ning the mental cultivation method."

"Even if they had the time, they wouldn't have been able to help Xiao Ningzi clear and expand her meridians with their abilities at the time."

"To have reached this level, Xiao Ningzi must have been practicing his mental cultivation technique for at least ten years."

At this point, Gu Shiqian was quite distraught and asked, "So, how exactly did she learn the mental cultivation technique?"

The key point is that, given how narrow her meridians were, nothing bad happened to her.

That's bizarre.

"Self-taught?"

The governor hesitated, and Gu Shiqian rolled his eyes. "Self-taught my ass. No matter how talented a martial arts prodigy is, without someone to guide him, he won't even know how to gather his qi, let alone let the mental cultivation method circulate through his meridians."

"Moreover, I examined Xiao Ningzi's body at the time, and she was completely incapable of practicing martial arts."

"But she practiced it, and she even mastered it."

The consul pointed at the screen and shouted.

It's no exaggeration to say that even he can't do that now. It's easy for him to do Tarzan, but to have such an absurd level of endurance as Sang Ning is something he simply can't do.

Gu Shiqian remained silent; he too wanted to know what was going on.

Xiao Ningzi, whom everyone had deemed incapable of practicing martial arts, miraculously mastered it without their knowledge.

My head hurts.

The way things are going is really giving him a headache.

He rubbed his temples, pondered for a moment, and then said, "I'll ask Old Tang and the others."

"Maybe it was Old Tang and the others who taught them."

Compared to Lao Tang and his colleagues' exceptional talent in teaching Sang Ning, Gu Shiqian refused to believe that Sang Ning was self-taught.

It's perfectly fine to learn other knowledge on your own, but medicine and martial arts are two fields where self-taught skills are impossible.

Only a master can guide you through the door; the rest is up to you to cultivate yourself.