Technological practice: leading the human race to the stars

Chapter 69: To Control the Source Warrior

Yuanze returned to the training camp early, lay on the bed, looked at the other three empty beds, then opened the memoirs prepared for him by Astra and began to recall the past year.

This year, for him, was like an adventure full of challenges and rewards, sadness and joy. Those mysteries, those emotions, everything was pushing him forward.

The second year of the training camp is about to begin, which also means that all students will move from the body tempering level to the higher integration level.

This leap requires not only a solid theoretical foundation, but also a lot of practical experience to support it. Only in this way can they perfectly integrate the source power with themselves and realize the ability to mobilize the source power at will in battle. When they break through to the peak of the integration level, all the source power and body will be integrated and sublimated again, and even when facing extraordinary human strongmen, they will have the strength to fight.

From that time on, the trainees will no longer enjoy any protection from the training camp, and they will lose their last barrier. At that time, they will not be as free to do anything as they are now, especially when doing tasks that are beyond the scope of the training camp, they will have to be more careful.

As for his new identity, it will become his last line of defense and must not be revealed to anyone else.

……

Yuan Ze was silently thinking about his future plans when a sudden message broke the silence. This message required Yuan Ze to immediately and unconditionally go to the Supervisory Department in the training camp.

The Supervisory Department was located near the Weapons Manufacturing Bureau in the camp. At his current speed, it would only take him half an hour to run there.

Yuan Ze took a deep breath, and his heart was inevitably a little turbulent. The day when he was forced to take the medicine finally arrived.

The hints from Ji Xueran, Rick and other friends also made him realize that this potion was not as simple as it seemed. They all hoped that they could find a way to avoid taking this potion.

He thought of Li Haisheng's words again. Those so-called rare customized potions, although they could help people grow rapidly on the surface, might actually exhaust all the potential of a genius, just to restrain those ordinary Source Warriors of ordinary backgrounds.

"It doesn't matter."

Yuan Ze shook his head and jumped up from the bed. He simply tidied up his appearance and resolutely walked towards the Supervision Department. No matter what, he had to face all this and find his own way out.

As soon as Yuanze went out, he ran into Instructor Clauser. Seeing the instructor raise his eyes and then lower them, with an expression as if he wanted to say something but hesitated, Yuanze understood everything at once.

"Instructor, I didn't have the chance to thank you for what happened last time. I understand this time too." Yuanze looked at the instructor and smiled slightly. He knew that he would remind him about the potion.

The flicker in the instructor's eyes gradually subsided. He put away his tangle and replaced it with a relaxed look: "It just so happens that I also need to go to the Supervision Department, so I will run with you for a while. Just treat it as training."

The two of them tacitly did not mention the affairs of the training camp, but only exchanged their experiences and past memories during the holiday.

During this relaxed conversation, Yuan Ze learned some information about Instructor Clauser. It turned out that Instructor Clauser was a high-level and top-level Yuanwu warrior who once belonged to the internationally renowned mercenary company "Cobra".

His team had an impressive record, and even had a record of killing ninth-order Nirvana-level source beasts multiple times.

Therefore, as a team leader, he was invited to the training camp to serve as a freshman instructor for five years. Yuanze's performance this year reminded him of his comrades who fought side by side with him, making this last year away from home feel a little more intimate.

However, this is also his last day in training camp.

At this point, Instructor Crowther suddenly clenched his teeth, as if he had made up his mind. His pace suddenly quickened, and Yuanze quickly followed. Crowther's running brought up a cloud of dust, and Yuanze felt that the flying yellow dust even obscured the perception of other people on the roadside.

"In the past few years, I have witnessed too many so-called geniuses become mediocre because of taking that potion." Instructor Crowther said in a deep voice while running, "You must be careful. I will pass by first."

The instructor's speed was getting faster and faster, leaving most of the students with only enough space to catch up with him.

Yuan Ze slowed down, each step firmly on the ground. His footsteps seemed to be questioning the earth, as if measuring how far this world was from becoming a universal Yuan warrior.

Yuanze walked slowly into the Supervisory Department, asking questions step by step. In one of the offices, Yuanze saw several big men sitting there.

Several big men sat upright, their eyes sharp, looking up and down at Yuanze, assessing his strength. Yuanze's calm and unhurried performance did not surprise them, as if they were already accustomed to this kind of genius arrogance.

What surprised Yuanze was that one of the big guys turned out to be his old acquaintance - the old man in white robe. The old man looked detached, with his eyes closed, and seemed not to care about his arrival.

"Just follow the process." The head coach of Jinghua also appeared from the side and handed a bottle of deep blue to the powerful leaders sitting there. After they identified them one by one, the handsome middle-aged man sitting in the C position took the bottle, stood up, held it up with both hands, and handed it to Yuanze: "I am Mr. A representing the Chinese officials. In view of your outstanding performance in the first year of the training camp, we have customized this source of power potion for you that can accelerate your growth. I hope you will take it and continue to win glory for China."

Yuanze took the vial of medicine, pinched it between two fingers, shook it, and looked at Mr. A through it.

A is a well-known name that is known to everyone around the world. He is now recognized as the world's strongest man. As for his current level and strength, I'm afraid only the directors of martial arts schools who have fought alongside him know the answer.

His eyes were golden, as hot as molten gold. This golden light even overflowed from the corners of his eyes, drawing two golden threads in space when he turned around.

"There's nothing to worry about, Genze-san. Take it quickly so we can see the effects."

Just when Yuanze was about to drink the potion in one gulp, a sudden scolding broke the peaceful atmosphere.

"I disagree!"

Yuan Ze's movements froze instantly. He looked sideways and found the old man in white robe standing there with an angry face. The old man slapped the table, stood up, and snatched the bottle of medicine from Yuan Ze. This scene surprised Yuan Ze very much. He didn't understand why the old man in white robe suddenly became angry.

"This bottle of potion is unqualified and must be redone!" The old man in white robe spoke firmly and forcefully. As soon as he finished speaking, he threw the potion to the ground.

Yuan Ze was stunned. He couldn't understand the old man in white robe's behavior at all. Why would this old man who had always been plotting against him suddenly stand up and speak for him?
In a trance, Yuanze heard the crisp sound of a bottle breaking. He looked down and saw that the bottle had broken into several pieces and fell to the ground, but the medicine in the bottle did not spill. An invisible force held it firmly in the air, and it kept floating.

Yuanze felt the subtle changes in this mental power. Although he could also use his mental power to lift solid objects, he was far from being able to control liquids with his mental power like this.

This familiar feeling also made Yuanze look in the direction of the mental power. He saw a bald man. The bursting wound on the top of his head was an obvious sign of excessive mental power training. This man must be a senior member of the Zhang family without a doubt.

"Are you going crazy just as your life is coming to an end?" Mr. A turned his head and looked coldly at the old man in white robe with a hint of displeasure in his eyes. He secretly sent a message to the old man, warning him not to move.

Then, A slowly said, "Zhang Qipeng, let him drink it, don't waste time."

"Yes, sir." Zhang Qipeng responded, then controlled his mental power to slowly send the medicine into Yuanze's mouth.

Yuanze did not resist and let Zhang Qipeng's mental power send all the liquid into his mouth.

"Anti-poison mode, on."

Yuan Ze silently chanted in his heart, and then the gene chip in his body began to slowly start. A strange force flowed through his body, splitting the medicine into two.

He looked inside himself and saw the light blue liquid being quickly absorbed by the cells. His strength was like a flood that broke through a dam, surging at an astonishing speed. From the starting point of the second level of the Body Tempering Stage, he made rapid progress all the way until he reached the peak of the eighth level of the Body Tempering Stage, where he gradually slowed down his pace.

The other half of the black liquid also began to erode his cells silently. This dark force was like a blazing fire, causing Yuan Ze's body to fall into endless burning and pain.

At this critical moment, his immune system responded quickly like a well-trained army. They fought side by side with the antidote given by Li Haisheng to resist the rampant black liquid.

Under the control of the gene chip, the immune system and the antidote, Yuan Ze's body gradually regained its composure. The violent black liquid was completely removed, and replaced by a warm and gentle source of energy, which slowly flowed through his blood vessels.

Then, Yuan Ze rushed directly to the ninth level of the Body Tempering Stage in one go. His entire body surface was completely covered by pure source energy, and he was only a step away from the Fusion Stage.

This earth-shaking change in strength left all the bigwigs present dumbfounded, because none of the geniuses before had grown as rapidly as Yuanze. It seemed like the birth of a miracle.

Mr. A watched the whole process of his progress, even his brows tightened and relaxed. He was once again immersed in his own struggle between right and wrong.

The old man in white robes at the side could only give up after seeing this, with a lot of anger in his heart that he couldn't vent. He shook his sleeves, took the essence, and left here in a huff.

After Yuanze thanked them politely, the others calmed down and left as if they had just done something trivial.

(End of this chapter)