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Hundreds of training pods stopped operating, and trainees who were practicing were thrown into the air by the sudden change in gravity.

More than three thousand people poured out of their respective training areas and stood in the dark camp, looking at each other in bewilderment.

"What's going on?"

"The entire area is without power?"

"How could the camp's total energy be zero? This is a specially supplied level energy system!"

Before the discussion could spread, a second wave of vibrations came from beneath our feet.

Boom!

The alloy plate on the ground arched upwards, and dozens of cracks spread out from the direction of the training area.

The air was filled with the smell of burnt metal, mixed with the sour taste unique to the dissipation of primordial energy.

Yan Zhan stood in front of the ruins of the control console, staring at the terminal whose screen was completely black, and didn't react for a moment.

He bent down and cleaved through the three layers of armor plates beneath his feet with a single palm strike.

Metal fragments flew out.

Beneath the alloy layer, the main source channel, which should have been filled with the liquid meteorite's essence, has now become a withered, empty shell.

There was no energy residue on the inside of the tube wall.

Even the metal itself had lost its luster, like a withered tree whose essence had been drained.

Yan Zhan reached out and pinched the pipe wall.

Click.

The pipe wall crumbled directly into ash.

He squatted by the pit, remaining silent.

The instructor on duty leaned closer, his voice trembling: "Chief Instructor... the situation with the main source vein..."

"That's all."

Yan Zhan stood up and shook his head helplessly.

"The entire main source vein, from the surface to the earth's core, has completely dried up."

Upon hearing this, the instructor on duty turned pale.

"This batch of resources was allocated as a strategic reserve three years ago."

"A three-year supply."

Yan Zhan rubbed the dust off his fingertips. "Someone sucked it all off in one go."

Just now.

Click.

The sound of a metal door sliding open came from deep within the training area.

The gate of No. 3 Tianzi lost its power lock due to the power outage and slowly slid open to both sides.

There was no light source behind the door, only a thick, purplish-gold halo.

Everyone's eyes turned to that direction at once.

A figure emerged from the halo of light.

The purple-gold energy surged outwards with his steps.

With each step, the alloy plate beneath his feet cracked outwards.

The surge of qi and blood was so intense it felt like a physical entity, and several trainees who were closest to it immediately felt their legs go weak.

Yin Kui's treatment suspension chair suddenly slid back three meters, and the bones in his chest that had just been set began to ache again.

"This aura..."

He glared at Lin Feng as he walked out, his throat feeling like it was stuck.

The ninth level of the Cosmic Realm.

Just over an hour ago, he was at the sixth level, but after coming out of the training room, he jumped three levels!

Lin Feng walked outside, stretched, and the purple-gold light around him subsided.

He looked up and glanced left and right.

It was pitch black all around.

The gravity tower went out, and the training pod fell silent.

The ground was riddled with cracks and broken pipes protruding from under the armor plates.

"Why is there a power outage?"

Yan Zhan turned around and stared intently at him.

Lin Feng blinked, looking completely innocent.

"I was really into it when the supply suddenly stopped."

Yan Zhan's eyes twitched, and after clenching his right hand for a few seconds, he relaxed it.

"Getting into the swing of things?"

"Hmm, the concentration of the source is just enough, and continuous breakthroughs will be the most efficient."

Lin Feng was still savoring the sense of fulfillment he had just experienced.

"Give me another half minute, and maybe I can reach the threshold of the peak."

Yan Zhan took a deep breath and exhaled a breath of stale air.

He looked down at the main vein wall beneath his feet, now reduced to dust, and then looked up at Lin Feng, who was completely unharmed.

Three years of strategic reserves.

Three backup energy pools.

Camp main power bus.

They were all pulverized into dust in one gulp by this brat in front of them.

How do I write this report?

Write "Trainee Lin Feng accidentally consumed all the energy reserves of the Meteorite Training Camp during his cultivation, causing the entire area to shut down"?

After those old fogies finish watching, they'll probably just transfer themselves to guard the gate.

Yan Zhan rubbed his face vigorously.

"Do you even know how much you've smoked?"

Lin Feng tilted his head and thought for a moment. "I don't know. The system didn't display any specific values."

"Nearly three years' worth!" Yan Zhan held up three fingers. "The entire Meteorite Training Camp's energy reserves for three years!"

Lin Feng nodded.

Yan Zhan waited for two seconds.

"That's it?"

"Oh," Lin Feng added. "No wonder the quantity is quite large."

Yan Zhan almost kicked him.

More than three thousand trainees stood in the darkness, and no one spoke.

The giant light screen above the gravity tower had long since gone out, but everyone could still feel the energy level emanating from Lin Feng.

It's completely different from what it was just over an hour ago.

One of the Fifth Fleet trainees instinctively took two steps back and lowered his voice.

"Wasn't he at the sixth level before he went into the training room?"

The people next to him didn't say anything.

"From six to nine, a little over an hour?"

Still, no one responded.

At the edge of the camp, Lone Star stood in the shadows, carrying a heavy black ruler.

His right arm had recovered, but his grip on the heavy ruler tightened slightly.

Ninth level.

I just fought him at level six and only lost by half a point.

If he were to unleash his full power at the eighth rank now...

Lone Star closed his eyes, pondered for a long time, and then shook his head.

It's impossible to win.

But the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"This is my true opponent!"

Whispers gradually rose among the crowd.

Yin Kui remained seated on the hover chair, the scales on his hands pressed tightly together.

He remembered that sentence from before.

"You are utter trash."

My chest is starting to hurt again.

Yan Zhan ignored the commotion among the trainees.

He had walked back to the ruins of the control console, squatted down, and channeled his Dominator Realm perception into the remaining underground pipe structure.

Three seconds later, his finger stopped.

At the pipeline interface, on the branching node of the energy line, there remains a fragment of an instruction that has been deliberately tampered with.

The method of modification was very subtle.

Normal testing cannot detect it at all.

But now the entire system is completely unusable, and the camouflage program that was originally on top of it has also died.

The restored traces are laid bare.

Yan Zhan's pupils contracted slightly.

Injection with 100 times the power.

Three backup power pools were connected simultaneously.

Security restrictions were manually lifted.

All traces of the operation were selectively erased.

This is not a system malfunction.

Yan Zhan slowly stood up, his gaze passing over the crowd and looking towards the direction of the independent monitoring room in the distance.

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