stjorthotic Chapter 197 The Root of Malice
Chapter 197 The Root of Malice
Seeing that his physical and mental strength had both surpassed 320, Lin Qiye felt that the hunger at the cellular level seemed to have lessened a little.
He knew very well that the time it took for his genetic potential to surge to 60% was far too short!
Strengthening the body is like filling a bottle with water. Although the bottle (genetic potential) suddenly becomes larger, the water (physical fitness) needs time to be poured in and filled.
During this period, he drank high-energy nutrient solution almost like water, desperately replenishing his energy, but his body's growth rate was still far from keeping up with the upper limit of his genetic potential.
Theoretically, 320 points of physical and mental strength is only the limit of 32% of genetic potential.
There is still an enormous amount of room for improvement between us and the limit corresponding to 60% potential!
Bai Muxi, seeing Lin Qiye's gaze, assumed he was looking at her. Feeling both shy and delighted, she lightly punched his chest and buried her burning cheeks even deeper.
Overwhelmed by intense pleasure and exhaustion, she fell into a deep, contented sleep in his warm, strong embrace.
……
After gently setting Bai Muxi down, Lin Qiye opened his personal terminal, retrieved detailed information about the combat suit that had not yet been officially released, and began cultivating again.
【Starmi Pioneer PRO MAX】
[Pre-sale price: 3688 million credits]
[Top-of-the-line product, with comprehensive features comparable to products costing hundreds of millions of yuan.]
"3688, let's be friends!"
Upon seeing this slogan, Lin Qiye immediately thought of Zhou Hongkai's "Star Dragon No. 1" and Chen Xuanyi's "Night God" set, which was worth over 100 million yuan.
If 3688 million is comparable to 100 million, and the difference is not significant, then we can truly be friends.
Lin Qiye continued reading, his gaze quickly settling on a feature description.
[Gesture-activated tactical medicine injection system]!
Isn't this the same hand gesture used by Chen Xuanyi and Zhou Hongkai, the heir of Xingzhou Group, to administer medicine during the competition?!
With preset gestures, the injection of medicine can be completed instantly in battle without distraction, greatly improving the survival rate and counter-attack ability on the battlefield!
Should I join this group that's burning money on medication?
Lin Qiye's heart was burning with excitement, and he casually clicked on the list of suitable potions recommended by the system.
When he saw the string of zeros above, the smile on his face gradually froze.
The lowest-level comprehensive recovery potion that is suitable costs 100,000 credits per dose.
It's still the lowest configuration.
And those high-end potions cost millions!
Lin Qiye subconsciously glanced at his personal account balance, which he had painstakingly accumulated to nearly 2000 million...
Okay, I can't afford to fight.
He finally understood why only a handful of people, including Chen Xuanyi, were administering the medicine.
It turns out it was too expensive!
This isn't spraying pesticides, it's burning money!
A shrewd glint flashed in Lin Qiye's deep eyes.
or……
Should we find another sponsor?
However, Lin Qiye felt that this matter needed further consideration.
After all, the drug is injected directly into the body through the combat suit's system. While convenient and quick, the risks involved are a huge unknown.
What if there's something wrong with the medication? What if something was implanted into the injected medication? What if...?
Behind these cutting-edge technologies, are there any hidden pitfalls that he can't see? Lin Qiye wants to find a suitable person to ask, but he can't find one!
Lin Yuechan went to carry out a mission in the Abyss and hasn't returned yet!
As for Bai Muxi... her understanding in this area is even less than her own.
Lin Qiye really couldn't trust anyone else.
Lin Qiye sighed softly, deciding to put the idea aside for the time being.
He would rather not use this function than put his body at unknown risk without absolute certainty.
Keep practicing!
Before the joint entrance exam of ten schools, a selection competition will be held at Wuhan University to select a team of one hundred participants!
Furthermore, the winner of this selection competition will also be the only freshman among the Galaxy Martial Arts University teams participating in the University Dragon Tiger Tournament, which will be open to students from all universities across the planet, six months later!
There is less than a month left until the selection competition.
There are less than twenty days left!
Just then, Lin Qiye's personal terminal vibrated again.
He glanced at the caller ID; it was Han Yingwen.
He parted the light barrier, and Han Yingwen's gentle, smiling face appeared on the screen.
"Lin Qiye," she said, her tone somewhat apologetic, "I'm sorry to bother you. It's about the forum... Our student council has discussed it, and we will be joining forces with the Trial Court Club to conduct a joint investigation into this incident."
She paused, making sure Lin Qiye fully understood the weight of her words, before continuing, "Regarding the specifics and the preliminary findings of our student council's investigation so far, please come to the student council now, and I'll discuss it with you in detail..."
Lin Qiye hung up the call, his brows furrowing slightly.
He never expected the student council to handle the matter in this way.
Is a joint trial panel conducting an investigation?
Is this a gesture of goodwill towards me?
Lin Qiye quickly began to calculate in his mind.
There is certainly an element of doing favors for others involved.
But this is both a gesture of goodwill and a test.
They were testing their own strength, testing their own bottom line, and even more so, testing... the possible background behind them that made them all wary.
Without much hesitation, Lin Qiye immediately set off for the student council.
When he pushed open the door to the fifth vice president's office again, he saw Han Yingwen and her secretary Zhang Yating already waiting there.
"Lin, you're here." Han Yingwen stood up from behind her desk, her face still bearing that gentle and kind smile.
Zhang Yating, who was standing next to her, immediately brought Lin Qiye a cup of hot tea.
"Senior Han," Lin Qiye nodded and asked directly, "What exactly happened?"
Han Yingwen gestured for him to sit down on the sofa, then walked to the opposite side of him and transferred an encrypted electronic file to Lin Qiye's personal terminal.
"Take a look at this first," she said softly. "This is all the relevant data our network monitoring department retrieved from the forum's backend. It includes the original IP addresses of most of the relevant posts, as well as the account information of those who stirred up trouble."
Lin Qiye opened the file and quickly scanned it.
When he saw that the dense array of IP addresses all ultimately pointed to the same source, a cold, knowing look flashed in his eyes.
It really was them.
The Ministry of Justice's affiliated organizations.