Devouring the Stars: Withdrawing Talents

Chapter 52 Cheap Planetary Level
"Challenge, Yang Wusheng!"

The challenge terminal immediately announced the result of the challenge, and the electronic voice echoed in the hall outside.

"Wow..."

The hall outside, which was originally a little noisy, suddenly became quiet. Everyone stared with wide eyes, as if they couldn't believe the result they just heard.

Then, bursts of exclamations broke out in the hall.

When Yang Wu walked out of the challenge room, all the students looked at him in amazement, and many of the war god teachers also looked at him in surprise.

What a winner!
Regnet, a rising star in the training camp, was about to continue his legendary journey, but it was broken by Yang Wu, who debuted halfway.

The person who was most deeply touched, apart from Regnet himself, was Chu Qiang who was standing in the crowd.

Being specially recruited by the Chinese military to create a special department, he actually has some pride of a genius in his heart.

The top five in the training camp have similar overall strengths. Every time a new ranking is released, the top five basically rotate among them.

However, now a pervert has emerged.

An unreasonable pervert!
Yang Wu’s age is almost the same as his, but the other party’s cultivation speed is so terrifying that it makes people despair.

In the hall, Yang Wu looked around and saw that the students from the Soviet faction had already left with Regnate.

He nodded towards the students from the Huaxia faction, then looked around at the students from other factions and grinned.

"I've changed the rules. From now on, if anyone wants to challenge me, they'll have to be number one on the Black Dragon Ranking three times in a row first!"

"Otherwise, you are not qualified to challenge me!"

Yang Wu directly fired a map cannon, and after he finished speaking, he didn't care about everyone's reaction and left the Jiuchonglou.

……

The challenge between Yang Wu and Regnet ended with an unexpected result, which caused a huge sensation in the training camp.

The news quickly spread outside the elite training camp and caused an uproar in the outside world.

Yang Wu didn't know what was happening outside, but he knew that the words he said when he left successfully attracted another wave of hatred.

He has no fear of it.

Only the weak can attract hatred, and hatred for the strong will only be buried deep in the heart, or gradually transferred with the gap in strength.

Yang Wu was a little excited at this time, because he had just left the Ninth Floor with Yang Hui and had received a deposit balance change notification from the bank.

Ten billion appearance fee received!
Alas, after all, time is too short and strength is too weak to truly treat money as dirt.

"Haha, big profit!"

"Let's go, I'll treat you to a nice meal!" Yang Wu put his arm around Yang Hui's shoulders and headed towards the training camp restaurant.

eat!
This is a cultural gene engraved in our bones.

If it is for cultivation, it is fine, but if it is during normal times or when a happy event is coming, you must eat something good to liven up the mood.

……

In Regnate's courtyard.

The gate to the courtyard was wide open, and Regnet was squatting in front of a bonsai tree in the yard, carefully and attentively pruning its branches and leaves.

There was no impact at all from the failure of the challenge.

"Jingle Bell……"

A cell phone rang, and Regnart put down the scissors, stood up and picked up the phone on the table.

When he saw the caller ID, there was finally a change on his calm bearded face.

"Buck Gavriel!"

Regnet answered the phone, but his tone was unusually cold.

"Regnet, are you really trying your best?" A rough voice came from the other side, and there seemed to be some doubt in the voice.

"There's no need for me to lie!" Regnet replied coldly, "I've already done what you asked me to do. Remember, from now on, we owe each other nothing."

"Regnet, I am your father!" The other side was a little dissatisfied and spoke in a stern tone.

"Hehe, father?"

"I don't have a father. I'm just the son of a gardener." Regnet said self-deprecatingly, then hung up the phone.

In a luxurious villa in Europe, a middle-aged man heard the busy tone coming from the phone and immediately wanted to throw the phone to the ground in anger, but he restrained himself.

After all, this is his only son.

……

At night, Yang Wu returned to the quiet villa.

Today's evenly matched battle with Regnet had given him some insights into his own physical skills, but if he wanted to improve quickly in a short period of time, he still had to rely on drawing on his talents.

The next simulation is still a long way off, so Yang Wu decided to focus on cultivating his genetic energy.

As long as his physical fitness in reality can keep up, he can have a higher starting point at the beginning of the simulation and strive for greater benefits within the limited simulation time.

In the training room, Yang Wu sat cross-legged in meditation.

The ubiquitous cosmic energy seemed to be attracted by some kind of pulling force, and strands of energy began to wrap around Yang Wu.

Threads of energy penetrated through the pores of the skin, entered Yang Wu's body, and continued to seep into countless cells throughout the body.

Cells are like small processing plants that quickly convert the cosmic energy that penetrates into the cells into genetic energy.

At the same time, the huge medicinal power deposited inside the organs seemed to be summoned, and penetrated into countless cells along with the cosmic energy, and was quickly converted into genetic energy.

The genetic energy converted by cells flows throughout the body, constantly strengthening organs, cells, and even genetic material.

The time spent in cultivation always passes by in a flash.

The next morning, the body's cells absorbed and converted energy to saturation, and Yang Wu ended his cultivation of genetic energy.

Around nine o'clock in the morning.

Yang Wu once again came to a quiet villa, which was where Inspector Wang lived.

"Mr. Yang Wu, the inspector is waiting for you upstairs." The housekeeper said with a smile at the door of the villa.

"Ok!"

Yang Wu nodded and went to the second floor alone.

Following the aroma of tea, I soon arrived at the same reception room. This time the door was open.

"Come on, sit down!"

In the reception room, Inspector Wang, who was fiddling with his Buddhist beads, opened his eyes and pointed across the table. Yang Wu sat down cross-legged.

"Well done!"

Seeing Yang Wu's astonishment, Inspector Wang smiled and said, "Although I am the inspector of the Extreme Martial Arts School, I am also a legitimate Chinese."

"Of course I'm happy that my country can produce a genius like you."

The tragedy of the Great Nirvana caused countless people to lose their homes, and it also made people understand that even a strong man at the level of a parliamentarian would be like a rootless duckweed if he lost his home.

No fixed place to live, drifting with the wind.

Some independent parliamentarians or planetary-level strongmen in neutral forces, although they do not help openly, will more or less lean towards their own country.

Inspector Wang is like this. As long as it does not violate the rules of the Extreme Martial Arts School, he will try his best to pay attention to the talents of China within his ability.

Of course, the premise is that the other party is worthy.

After all, as planetary-level powerhouses, they are among the top people on Earth.

They are not cheap!

(End of this chapter)