Can you block this punch that took billions of years of effort?

Therefore, although they were forced to act early, it was still a brilliant move.

What's more, Linga came to me on his own initiative.

The potential risks caused by haste are reduced, and it is no different from making full preparations before taking action under normal circumstances.

——In fact, it is true.

Hayami Katsumasa calmed down, straightened his tie to show his composure, and said calmly: "If you think I just want to lock you up and starve you to death, you are totally wrong."

"I'm pumping a lot of carbon dioxide into the room you're in."

"Is this the 'Shura' you mentioned?"

Seeing that the linga was deliberately moving its nose to sniff, Hayami Katsumasa's heart sank.

Carbon dioxide is a gas.

It is usually released into the outside world through the breathing of animals and plants, and is also the "culprit" causing the greenhouse effect in recent years.

Its excessive concentration can even bring devastating disasters to the world.

Not to mention the human body.

If most people suddenly enter an environment with high concentration of carbon dioxide, they will suddenly fall to the ground and die within a few seconds due to paralysis of the respiratory center.

This condition is generally called "carbon dioxide poisoning".

The normal content in most cases is 0.04%.

When the concentration reaches 1%, people will feel shortness of breath, dizziness and palpitations.

When it reaches 4% to 5%, people will feel shortness of breath, headache and dizziness.

When it reaches 10%, it will cause serious disruption of human body functions, causing loss of consciousness, confusion, respiratory arrest and death.

At this moment.

The carbon dioxide concentration in the room has reached 40%.

Even masters like Long Min, who seemed humble but were actually able to rival Haru, could not withstand the impact of carbon dioxide. They were "poisoned" and fainted before they could escape into the elevator, and were then crushed by the deformed corridor without any resistance.

As a strong man, he was rebellious in his bones, but he died in such a way. It was really tragic.

So what about the linga?

In order to ensure that Linga would appear here, Hayami Katsumasa did not hesitate to use himself as bait.

Now, several minutes have passed.

Linga was still standing there leisurely, chatting with Hayami Katsumasa as if he was watching a fight between trapped beasts, and there was no sign of weakness at all.

Hayami Katsumasa looked calm on the surface, but he was actually a little anxious. He continued to speak as if to give himself more confidence, "I know you might be immune to real viruses and toxins, so I specially prepared a 'lethal weapon' that is not a toxin but is better than a toxin."

"No matter how special your physique is, some rules will still affect you."

“Even if the carbon dioxide concentration in the Cretaceous was more than ten times that of the normal environment today, so that your tolerance would be very high, but now you are facing not 0.04, 0.4... but 40%!”

"It's a hundred times better than the environment you live in!"

Facing Hayami Katsumasa's declaration that sounded like a decisive blow, Linga walked to the glass wall with a smile and looked down at him through the glass wall. The two were only one meter apart.

Gudong.

Hayami Katsumasa raised his head. The direct visual impact and sense of oppression could be felt clearly even through a metal wall, not to mention a glass wall.

This made him swallow his saliva. After realizing what was happening, he felt embarrassed and snorted coldly: "Do you want to break through and escape from me?"

"Don't dream. This glass wall is five centimeters thick and is made of the most advanced explosion-proof material. Although it has fatal flaws, it is not fragile at all. On the contrary... it is very good at resisting the impact of physical kinetic energy."

"Did you hear it?"

Linga suddenly asked.

"?"

Hayami Katsumasa was stunned for a moment.

What do you hear?

Subconsciously focus your attention on your ears.

As a result, a "puff" sound was faintly heard.

It sounds every three to five seconds.

very familiar.

Seems to be……

"heartbeat?"

These words seemed to be a switch.

Linga's mouth was stretched to his ears, and he was grinning like a man-eating devil.

The whole person changes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A pair of white pupils with a black background emitted a terrifying and ferocious light.

The skin turns red due to the rapid flow of blood and the dissipation of heat.

Secondly, blood vessels dilate.

The already very obvious blue veins are as thick as tendons and are extremely active, providing a constant supply of powerful power to tissues in various parts of the body.

The real muscles are also expanding and are even more eye-catching.

The scorching white gas released by the red skin is like a piece of freshly-made iron, giving people the feeling of being burned if they touch it.

Bang, bang, bang...!

It's like the beating of a drum, or the sound of a roaring heartbeat.

At first I thought it was the sound of blood rushing in the body!

"Ghost (Liberation)"?

No.

This is a "pre-loan".

Or in other words——"By God"!

When I watched the battle between Jukijisha Ouma and Guan Linchun, I learned not only Guan Linchun's "Super Body Reception", but also what Jukijisha Ouma called "Pre-borrowing".

"It speeds up the heartbeat, provides more blood power, and achieves performance beyond the body's capacity... I didn't even use it deliberately, it just started on its own."

Linga looked at Hayami Katsumasa, who was shocked, and grinned:

"High concentrations of carbon dioxide can indeed kill me, but it is also an indispensable substance for the human body."

"It's not as simple as just breathing it in and then filtering it out as exhaust gas."

"It circulates throughout the body and helps coordinate various functions."

"How could I be stuffed with so many things that are not toxins but 'necessities' at once, and my body is overloaded with them?"

"Put it in a way that you can understand."

"In order to digest this nutritious 'essential', my body spontaneously speeds up the contraction of my heart, causing the carbon dioxide in the blood that cannot be digested temporarily to be sucked into the lungs and expelled from the body through breathing."

"But low concentrations of carbon dioxide can make the central nervous system excited."

“So I became like this~”

Hayami Katsumasa was stunned.

Once again, I had a deep understanding that the person in front of me was a monster.

Low concentrations of carbon dioxide do have the effect of stimulating the central nervous system, but this is a high concentration of carbon dioxide!

When stimulated by external factors, the body responds as if it were secreting adrenaline, speeding up the efficiency of absorbing and releasing carbon dioxide.

In this way, the body's functions will not decline, but will... be improved? !

It can also trigger the beneficial effects of this substance on the human body, helping the body coordinate the functions of various parts and offset the damage caused by stress response to the body.

This forms a positive cycle with almost zero side effects.

"That means..."

Hayami Katsumasa's expression became extremely ugly.

Not only did his carefully planned killing move fail to kill his opponent, but it made him even better, as if he had taken stimulants.

"But so what, you can't escape from here!"

"So cute~ I really want to hug you. You are the most interesting businessman I have ever met. If there were more capable and fearless people like you, my life would be more colorful, right?"

In fact.

Linga did hug him with a grim smile on his face.

Open your arms and move forward in a hugging gesture.

Completely ignore the existence of the glass wall.

But the glass wall still worked.

He became the one being embraced instead of Hayami Katsumasa.

At first, Hayami Katsumasa was quite calm, but soon his eyes widened.

(Before 9 o'clock... I will probably be able to post the second update_(:з」∠)_)

Primitives join the game: 51. Comparable to natural disasters, turned into natural disasters

"boss!"

The door behind Hayami Katsumasa suddenly opened.

A five-man team broke in.

This is the "escort team" that Hayami Katsumasa kept by his side.

Their name is "The Sirius".

He masters an ancient martial art that is believed to have been lost by the outside world. It can also be said that he draws on the essence of Chinese martial arts to create a Japanese-style Chinese boxing style - "Tianlang Fist".

The current leader of the clan is Nikaidou Ren, a martial artist known as a "genius boxer" at a young age.

The four close confidants around him, Lao Cai, Huang, Mei, and Yan, are also descendants of the previous generation of "Tianlang Clan". They accompanied their prince in the battles in the world of Treasure Island, created quite a reputation, and were later hired by Hayami Katsumasa with a high salary.

Although they were a "guard team", the reactions of the four were no different from those of Hayami Katsumasa. They stared blankly at the glass wall, their bodies so tense that they trembled unconsciously.

No wonder.

The scene before my eyes is so horrifying!

It was squeezing forward as if to stuff its entire body into the wall. The face and front of its body, which looked like an evil spirit, were stuck to the glass wall without a single space for it to pass through.

The heat from his breath blurred the glass, and the only thing that could be seen was a pair of glowing, non-human eyes staring at Hayami Katsumasa.

He was stared at so hard that he couldn't help but take two steps back, and his legs went weak and he fell to the ground.

creak...

crunch...

A certain teeth-grinding sound kept ringing out.

If you look closely, you can easily see that the glass wall is vibrating slightly.

Do we have to use brute force to push down this glass wall that is seamlessly embedded in place?

Considering the glass wall's own resistance to physical impact, perhaps this approach is more feasible.

But as Linga's two arms, which were red and hot and as strong and majestic as a unicorn's arms, gradually exerted force to hug, his two legs kicked backwards.

His shirt was torn apart by his bulging muscles and his shoes were worn out.

I don't know what material the ground is made of, but it is probably made of metal, and there are two deep footprints on the ground.

The glass wall, which was subjected to the greatest pressure, did not deform, but instead developed large, fine cracks.

"?!!"