Liu Chen unleashed a burst of demonic energy, enveloping the entire room.
Then, to Bai Ya's astonishment, his combat power began to rise steadily.
100,000, 150,000, 200,000, 300,000, 500,000, 800,000
Bai Ya's red lips parted slightly as she stared at him in disbelief.
"What... what's going on?"
According to the instruction manual, a superhuman's combat power can be divided into a normal state and a combat state.
In normal circumstances, an old man's combat strength might be only between 100,000 and 120,000.
When Lao Chen unleashes his full Xuan energy and uses his special abilities, his combat power may reach 150,000 to 170,000.
However, this increase usually does not exceed 100%.
Occasionally, a few reach the sky, which is about twice the size.
But before Liu Chen could answer, Bai Ya slapped her forehead and said speechlessly.
“I forgot, we are different from them.”
Superhumans cannot perfectly control their own power.
This is why people with superpowers and strange beasts can sense each other's strength and status without having to fight.
But they are different; they can compress their strength to a minimum.
Chi Yue's combat power of 200 points is currently emanating a pitifully weak aura, only at the level of the second or third level of Qi Refining.
Liu Chen showed absolutely no interest in the combat power detector.
"Yes, so this thing isn't very useful to us."
He could already discern the enemy's strength, so why would he need a combat power detector?
Moreover, as long as one perfectly controls their own energy, it's not a problem to compress their combat power to any low level.
Chi Yue gave Bai Ya a thumbs-up and then flew towards the windowsill.
"I'm going to get back to work."
Nearly fifty fierce ghosts in red robes also flew out from within the Emperor's Banner.
After all, if she wants to act under the guise of a champion of justice, she inevitably lacks the ability to do so on her own.
But Liu Chen also jumped out of the window and followed closely behind.
"No rush, let's go together!"
There are many interesting little things in this city.
The two women floated beside him, curiously looking around.
Their cultivation levels were not as high as Liu Chen's, and they were afraid that Old Chen and Baili Die would notice them.
So he stayed inside the Emperor's Flag the whole time, only able to hear sounds from the outside world, but unable to perceive anything else.
When the two actually appeared in the outside world and used their mental power over a wide area, they quickly realized that something was wrong.
Both of them looked down at the dolls at the entrance of the mall.
The doll was a lion-headed, human-bodied mascot costume, and it was over two meters tall.
"This, this guy?"
From the outside, this doll doesn't look special at all.
However, with their mental perception, the two easily saw through the barrier of the mascot costumes.
Inside the doll is a tall, slender middle-aged man.
Its entire body was covered with dense, grayish-brown scales.
What's most peculiar is that this person has a human body but an animal's brain.
It has the body of a human, but the head of a pangolin.
Three words involuntarily surfaced in the minds of the two women: half-orc.
"What the hell is this thing?"
Previously, the cyborgs in Haicheng transformed humans into technological products.
But this thing can no longer be considered a technological product; it's been completely transformed into a monster!
"Just how cruel must a person be to conduct such human experiments?"
The pain endured in transforming a living person into a half-orc is unimaginable to outsiders.
Liu Chen, however, did not agree with what the two said.
"It's not necessarily because they were forced to undergo the transformation."
Bai Ya and Chi Yue considered it for a moment, and they knew they definitely didn't want the modifications.
Seeing that Liu Chen did not move, the two women were about to take him down.
If there's something you really want to know, then use the Soul Searching Technique.
However, there are many people here, and taking action rashly could easily cause unnecessary trouble.
Realizing someone was watching him, the doll turned its head slightly.
When the doll saw Liu Chen smiling at him, its eyes momentarily lost focus.
Then, as if possessed, he walked out of the mall and headed straight for the alley.
Bai Ya and Chi Yue also floated over and hurriedly followed.
Liu Chen carefully observed this guy.
The scales on this man's body didn't look like they were modified; they seemed to have grown on their own.
Moreover, this guy's physique is unbelievably strong.
Despite only possessing a third-tier ability level, his physical body is stronger than that of an ordinary fourth-tier ability user.
After a quick check, Liu Chen raised his hand and placed it on the man's head, searching for his memories.
I guess this guy is the orc organization that Old Chen was talking about.
Liu Chen's expression shifted between mockery, complexity, and surprise.
Bai Ya and Chi Yue were not very proficient in the Soul Searching Technique.
If they were to use it, they could very well destroy the person's mental sea, turning them into a madman.
The two women suppressed their urge to use the Soul Searching Technique and asked Liu Chen.
"Brother Chen, was he modified?"
Liu Chen nodded.
"It has indeed been modified; this guy has had the genes of a pangolin injected into his body."
Moreover, through the blending of the medicinal solution, it achieves a compatibility of over 90% with the body.
Looking at the man whose soul had been extracted, Chi Yue said thoughtfully.
"Should we find their stronghold and wipe them out in one fell swoop?"
Since the other party is capable of doing such a thing, they are probably not someone to be trifled with.
Perhaps by destroying this organization, they can gain a large amount of merit.
But Liu Chen shook his head.
"We can't wipe them out; his memories don't contain any information about the orcs' internal workings."
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