"Raise your attention and feel the genetic energy within your bodies. To become superhumans, you must first feel the genetic energy and then activate it."
A dignified voice rang out from a training ground.
This is the Jianghuai Club in Jiang Province. The club trains people with superpowers, but not to fight against monsters. Instead, they train them to participate in superpower competitions and let more people know about superpowers.
Outside the door, a boy looked inside.
The boy stood quietly in the wind, his eyes clear as water and as bright as stars. His clothes were tattered, as if they had weathered countless storms.
His clothes and trousers were covered with countless patches, densely packed, like the marks of time. Yet, surprisingly, despite the faded color, the clothes were spotless, just as pure and flawless as his heart.
He was holding a rag in both hands, with a drop of gray water on the back of his right hand.
With my eyes closed, I listened to the coach's words and felt my own genetic energy.
After a long time, he realized that he hadn't found anything at all.
At the same time, a voice rang out.
"Oh, so a mere mortal actually wants to awaken his genetic potential, kid. What did you sense?"
Ye Liangchen remained silent.
After all, as a commoner, he was destined to be the lowest of the low in this world.
In the aftermath of the cataclysm, the world was in dire need of resources, and people were divided into several classes. The Dust People were the lowest class, and the probability of them having a natural ability to awaken was one in 100,000.
So they do manual labor every day, and their wages are very low.
These people in front of us are different. They are valued by the club, which means they all started as second-class citizens.
"Ye Liangchen, I'm asking you a question! Are you mute?"
The man who had just arrived immediately shoved Ye Liangchen.
When the people around saw this, they didn't come to help; instead, they just stood by and watched.
Just as Gu Ming was about to shove Ye Liangchen a second time, a burly man stopped him.
"Alright, Gu Ming, why are you so slow? I'll teach you how to deal with this kind of trash. You should use my methods."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a fist flew towards him.
Ye Liangchen's frail body was sent flying with a loud "bang".
Ye Liangchen crashed into the wall, and blood flowed from the back of his head.
A wave of pain washed over him, and Ye Liangchen felt as if his limbs were about to fall apart.
"Useless trash, this is your lesson. Look at yourself, trying to steal our lessons. Let me tell you, you'll never awaken your genetic energy in this lifetime. You can get lost now. I'll beat you up every time I see you again."
Ye Liangchen sat slumped on the ground for a while before slowly standing up.
He did not lower his head, but looked at these people and said.
"The club rules state that as long as you complete the cleaning task, you can sit in on the basic training class. You have no right to criticize me."
"Hey, Luo Shan, it seems this kid doesn't take your words seriously."
"He doesn't take my words seriously because his skin hasn't been repaired by me these past few days; it's too loose."
Luo Shan quickly walked up to Ye Liangchen.
Ye Liangchen tried to defend himself as the enemy attacked again.
Having eaten less than 30 grams of bread for three consecutive days, he had absolutely no energy.
Luo Shan felt he had lost face because of being contradicted, so he didn't hold back at all.
Punches rained down, giving Ye Liangchen no chance to defend himself.
He was quickly knocked to the ground and curled up.
Reducing the stress on critical parts is the only thing he can do right now.
Despite the constant pain in his hands and feet, he persevered.
"Useless trash! How dare you, a mere mortal, talk back to me? Let me tell you, you are just a mortal, a lowly creature. What right do you have to talk back to me?"
After kicking Ye Liangchen, Luo Shan still felt unsatisfied. He looked at Ye Liangchen's head and raised his foot to kick him.
"That's enough, class time is over. Do you still want to learn? If you don't, get out of here now. If you do, get into the classroom in three seconds."
Inside the training room, the instructor had just witnessed everything.
He knew very well that if Luo Shan kicked him, Ye Liangchen would either die or be crippled.
He knew very well that Ye Liangchen, as a subject, had no medical insurance, and Ye Liangchen's life was completely ruined.
"Hurry up and do as I say, and focus, or get the hell out of here."
As Du Zihang spoke, he took out a small bottle.
With a flick of his right hand, the bottle appeared in front of Ye Liangchen.
Ye Liangchen lay on the ground, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his body covered in scars, bruises and welts.
On the top floor of the club, a middle-aged man was watching Ye Liangchen.
Looking at Ye Liangchen now, he shook his head.
Clearly, this guy is not a good fit for the Jiang Province Devil Camp.
Just as he was about to turn and leave, a man walked over.
"Chief Inspector, you should have told me beforehand. Look, I haven't prepared anything."
"No need to prepare anything, just come and see how your club is doing."
"Inspector General, you must be joking. The club is still the same as always, not much of a looker, just doing its job and making a living."
The two talked as they walked and soon entered an office.
Ye Liangchen slowly stood up at the entrance of the training room.
He looked at the medicine bottle on the ground and picked it up.
He slowly walked to the door of the training room, put down the medicine bottle, and left.
He didn't want anyone's charity.
Du Zihang looked at the little guy and shook his head helplessly.
He didn't know how many times he had given him the medicine bottle, but he had never taken it.
Soon, Ye Liangchen arrived at a training room.
This is a gravity training room, which is said to continuously increase gravity and train the bodies of those with superpowers.
However, Ye Liangchen never went inside.
After all, he was just a commoner and had no right to enter.
Next to the gravity training room, there is a small building; this is the place Ye Liangchen came for.
When he opened the door, a pungent smell hit him.
An indescribable odor filled the air as Ye Liangchen carried a cleaning bucket inside.
Dozens of enormous power lines appeared in front of us, with countless wires inside.
Further inside, there were several huge iron chains, each as big as Ye Liangchen's body.
Because of the gravity training room, a lot of oil stains appeared on my face.
This results in the gravity training room needing constant cleaning of the grease.
Outside the gravity training room, a woman walked dejectedly to the door.
On her right hand was a golden flower, a symbol of her high status.
"No way, I refuse to believe that I still can't complete the skill move under ten times the gravity this time."
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