Qin Fen performed his simple warm-up routine, circulating the energy within his body, a flicker of surprise crossing his brow; even here, the environment was apparently unsuitable for him.

How could this be? Qin Fen startled himself. Years of strenuous physical labor had undoubtedly strengthened his body, making his organs superior to those of an average young man, but compared to those from privileged backgrounds who still diligently practiced cultivation, Qin Fen always assumed his physical conditioning was, at best, on par with theirs.

According to the manual's instructions, a Three-Star Warrior who trained diligently would typically find themselves just barely acclimated to a 1.3 times gravity room at the moment they achieved Three-Star strength.

Taking another deep breath, Qin Fen carefully monitored his eyeballs, heart, and other organs. The 1.3 times gravity genuinely caused no discomfort to his vision; this was truly miraculous.

The female auxiliary soldier watched Qin Fen through the monitor, forgetting to bring the coffee cup to her lips. This young man, who had already cycled through three different gravity rooms, showed no intention of sitting down to cultivate!

“I really can’t feel the pressure…”

Qin Fen frowned. He thought back to the time his spinal bones had shattered and he swallowed that liquid metal sphere. Since that day, it seemed many things had quietly begun to change.

Could it be because of the liquid metal sphere? Qin Fen glanced at the several similarly skilled individuals already seated and felt a slight surge of excitement—at least his physical strength was superior to theirs.

As he stepped out of the 1.3 setting, the smile vanished from the female soldier’s face, replaced by a look reserved for monsters as she opened the door to the 1.4 times gravity room for him.

There were no other new recruits in this room. Qin Fen moved around briefly, then exited the 1.4 times gravity room.

The female soldier was so astonished she couldn't speak. Entirely on instinct, she keyed in the code for the 1.5 times gravity room and opened the door for him to enter.

Gravity rooms beyond 1.4 times were notorious for causing unnecessary physical damage; most featured coded locks managed by staff to prevent overzealous individuals from accidentally entering and facing tragedy.

In the 1.5 times gravity room, three people were meditating. Qin Fen clearly felt that the aura strength of these three was far greater than his own; the chance of him defeating them in a direct confrontation was less than one in ten.

Qin Fen subtly moved his body, asking himself internally: Am I a freak? In a sense, the gravity room corresponds to the intensity level of one’s Star-Rank martial arts. Even a Meteor-Level expert entering the 1.5 times gravity room would need to circulate their true qi throughout their entire body to protect every organ, yet I seem to have absolutely no need for this protection. Is the gap between my physical strength and my actual combat ability this unbalanced?

At the service desk outside the gravity rooms, the female soldier was completely stunned by the monitor display. Was this young man truly a monster? Seeing his hesitant expression, did he intend to enter the 1.6 times gravity room next? This recruit’s physical constitution was terrifying!

Ultimately, Qin Fen did not leave the 1.5 times gravity room. Changing rooms consecutively had begun to frighten him slightly, and considering the look of utter bewilderment on the female soldier’s face, he felt too embarrassed to ask for another switch.

Seeing from the monitor that Qin Fen had completed his warm-up and had properly settled onto the floor to begin his self-cultivation, the female soldier let out a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, he chose 1.5 times; if he had kept switching, she truly would have been scared to death.

Routinely sitting in the cross-legged meditation posture, Qin Fen quietly circulated the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Art. Only then did he realize that facing gravity was a matter of the body versus the true qi.

His physical organs could withstand the environmental pressure, but that did not mean his true qi could easily ignore the changes gravity imposed.

With the change in environment, the difficulty of circulating the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Art within his body under this pressure had increased by a factor of 1.5.

One minute, three minutes, five minutes…

Qin Fen’s facial muscles twitched twice. This intensely intricate Dragon-Elephant Prajna Art, even under normal circumstances, progressed so slowly it could race a snail, and here, it was like a snail pulling a cart—every movement was agonizingly strenuous.

Should I switch back to the 1.4 times room? Qin Fen’s mouth pulled at the corners several times, but he ultimately abandoned the idea. If no one knew he had switched up from the lower-level rooms, switching back would be fine. But there was a female soldier outside watching; moving to a lower setting now would be utterly humiliating.

Humiliating himself was one thing, but if this news reached his drill instructor, it would be an embarrassment to his older brother. Qin Zhan, the dazzling genius, having such a disgraced younger brother? Thinking of this, Qin Fen completely dismissed the notion of going back. To avoid disgracing his brother, he had to endure it here!

Ambition ignited, and his spirit rose.

The circulation speed of Qin Fen’s Dragon-Elephant Prajna Art increased by the faintest margin compared to before.

Completing one full cycle took him a full five hours, significantly longer than the previous two hours. What delighted him was that this cycle had given him a glimpse of a breakthrough; having only recently entered the Three-Star realm, he was already showing signs of advancing to Four-Star. If he continued his seclusion here, he might genuinely have a chance.

When he opened his eyes again, the other occupants of the room had already lain down and fallen asleep. These people had all chosen seclusion, living under this level of gravity habitually, which greatly aided breakthroughs.

After five hours of self-cultivation, Qin Fen felt hunger again. When he left the room, a different female soldier was on duty.

This soldier was also startled by Qin Fen’s youth. Such a young person emerging from the 1.5 times gravity room?

“Excuse me, is there anything to eat?”

“Oh, we have nutrient meals over here.”

Qin Fen followed the soldier to the special dining area reserved for gravity room occupants. Because it was a place of high exertion, the meals provided were primarily nutrient-dense.

“This taste…”

Qin Fen took a bite of the so-called high-nutrition food. Usually not a picky eater, he still choked slightly from the foul flavor.

Seeing Qin Fen’s strange expression, the chef in charge of the special meals burst out laughing, “Kid, first time eating this, right? Nutritious things aren't always tasty.”

Qin Fen raised his spoon and smiled, “It’s alright. It’s much better than the feeling of starving and having nothing to eat.”

Under the watchful eyes of the chef and his assistant, the portion of the disgusting nutrient meal steadily disappeared. The two exchanged glances—what kind of rookie was this? This food was awful, yet judging by his demeanor, he was enjoying it immensely. Did he even possess a sense of taste?

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