The preparation area for the gene company.
Brother Zhang stared at Yan Jiuchen and instructed, "This time your opponent is Chu Men from the Confucian school. His greatest strength is his data analysis ability. You need to be careful and make sure he sees through your weaknesses."
Yan Jiuchen nodded: "Understood."
"But I don't think you can lose. This round of the competition is being fought in an illusion, which seems to protect the lives of the other contestants," Brother Zhang sneered, "but in reality, it's more advantageous for us! Because since it's in an illusion, even if you take drugs, the side effects will only be in the illusion and won't carry over into reality!"
As he spoke, Brother Zhang patted him on the shoulder: "So you don't need to hold back at all. Just take three capsules, finish him off quickly!"
Yan Jiuchen grinned: "I understand."
Soon, Yan Jiuchen and Chu Men walked to the center of the arena together.
The battle scene is randomized: dusk, a transport ship on a vast ocean.
Neither of them chose to change the scene; instead, they directly entered the illusion to begin the competition.
"A transport ship on the vast ocean?"
Meng Feifei scratched her head: "What a bizarre battle scene!"
Hua Lingze looked at the competition venue with great interest.
The Confucian school of Chumen.
Let me see just how much stronger you've become...
......
Within the battle scene.
Chu Men and Yan Jiuchen appeared on a medium-sized transport ship on a vast ocean, each accompanied by a beam of light.
"Such a scene..."
Truman began to quickly observe the specific details of the scene.
The transport ship was loaded with containers of all shapes and sizes, some yellow and some green.
Truman and Yan Jiuchen were standing on two large shipping containers respectively.
All around was a vast, boundless ocean.
There wasn't a single trace of land in sight.
Yan Jiuchen stood opposite him with a cold laugh: "Chu Men of the Confucian school, the number one seed of the Confucian school, is about to be eliminated. What are your thoughts?"
Truman pushed up his glasses with one finger: "Actually, I investigated you."
"Hmm?" Yan Jiuchen frowned slightly, not understanding what he meant.
Truman looked at him calmly and slowly began to speak: "Yan Jiuchen, originally from Chuancheng University, although your extraordinary professional sequence is number 45—Soul of the Ghost Fire. But because your cultivation talent is D-level, you have been stuck at level 1 and unable to improve, so you have missed many opportunities. Your father was a gambler and an alcoholic, and your mother is... well, I won't go into details. Later, you joined a gene company and volunteered to conduct human experiments. After taking various gene drugs, you forcibly raised your level to the current level 6."
"..." Yan Jiuchen remained silent, but his expression gradually darkened.
Clearly, everything Truman said was true.
And it's a fact that they stabbed him in the flesh, one cut at a time!
“I’ve also studied the gene serum you took. Although it forcibly raised your superhuman level, your body is already struggling to keep up.”
Truman paused, then continued, "If I'm not mistaken, you probably have a serious illness that's flaring up on you from time to time, right?"
Yan Jiuchen: "......"
"And," Truman said slowly, looking into his eyes, "I'm just letting you in on a little warning, if you keep taking drugs like this, you probably won't live past ten years."
Outside of the battle scene.
The audience in the stands could not hear what they were saying in the scene.
"What are they talking about? Why haven't they started fighting yet?"
"I don't know, he's probably just making threats."
"What the hell? They can keep making threats for this long?"
"Hey! Hurry up and hit him!"
"......"
"Heh...hehehe..." Yan Jiuchen suddenly let out a sinister laugh, a laugh that sent chills down one's spine: "So what if I don't live past ten years? I'm going to be a superior man. If I can only live the life I used to live, I'd rather be dead..."
After saying that, Yan Jiuchen quickly pressed several acupoints on his body.
"Heavenly Spring, open!"
"Sun and Moon, open!"
"Taiyi, open!"
Truman remained silent.
Yan Jiuchen released several acupoints on his body and circulated his soul power throughout his body.
Soul power overflowed from the body's surface and condensed into a form.
But soon, he realized something was wrong...
The amount of soul energy seems to be just at a normal level...
"Huh??" Yan Jiuchen was stunned.
What happened??
The medication did not work...
Truman looked at him suspiciously, wondering what he was up to.
Yan Jiuchen broke out in a cold sweat.
He pressed the acupoints on his body again and tried it once more.
"Heavenly Spring, open!"
"Sun and Moon, open!"
"Taiyi, open..."
However, it still didn't work...
"idiot."
Hongye was overseeing the battle from a distance.
She crossed her arms over her chest, her long, deep red, seaweed-like hair fluttering in the wind, and pouted: "You don't really think that the final match is being held in the illusionary realm just to prevent the players from dying in battle, do you?"
"The world of illusion is essentially a simulated combat environment."
"Since I created this illusion, of course I get to decide what's going on."
"In the illusionary world I created, nothing I don't allow to exist will not exist! Any medicine will be ineffective in this illusionary world!"
On the genetics company's preparation bench, Brother Zhang and Brother Li couldn't help but stand up: "What's going on?"
Didn't Yan Jiuchen take his medicine?
The acupoints were also released.
How could the medicine not be effective?
The white beast sitting next to him gave a cold snort without any expression.
He knew this would happen.
These two team leaders are really relying entirely on the power of drugs.
Do you really think they're stupid, that they still haven't figured out a solution by now?
Inside the scene, Yan Jiuchen's face had turned green.
Truman seemed to understand something. He looked at him and asked, "What's wrong? Your medicine isn't working?"
Yan Jiuchen was also confused about what was going on.
He pressed those acupoints again.
Try circulating your soul power again.
The result, of course, would be the same. Within this illusion, he could try ten thousand times and still get the same result.
Truman noticed his embarrassment and smiled, "It seems you've run out of cards."
Yan Jiuchen: "......"
"It's a real shame. I had already devised a way to deal with drug fanatics like you by collecting information on the previous gene company contestants. But it seems I can't use it now."
Truman smiled and said, "In that case, I'll have to make the first move."
As he spoke, he raised two fingers and formed a hand seal with the two fingers of his other hand.
"Superpower - Phantom Illusion!"
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