Chapter 43 Breakthrough and Number 1

After taking a stroll around the Elite Training Camp and staying there for a little while, Luo Feng was met by the person sent by Hong.

"Lord Luo Feng, the wreckage of the battleship has been completely transported to Port Number One." The expression of the woman in black was three parts more respectful than when they had first met.

For no other reason than Hong's attitude.

To this day, the woman in black felt as though she were dreaming, recalling how the master of the dojo, who usually carried the aura of a divine being, could treat the young man before him with such profound cordiality.

Even toward the five Inspector Generals of the Limitless Dojo, the Dojo Master had never shown such a demeanor.

"Alright, I understand." A surge of joy welled up in Luo Feng's heart. Once the one hundred thousand tons of battleship wreckage were in his hands, he would have the corresponding materials to manufacture prehistoric-grade fighter jets, gravity chambers, and much more.

When fabricating other items in the future, having these exceptionally high-quality metal fragments would also greatly reduce the consumption of points.

One hundred thousand tons should last him quite a long time.

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Port Number One of the Hongning Base City.

A streak of black light descended from the horizon, revealing Luo Feng. He lowered his gaze to the sea below, his formidable eyesight piercing through a hundred meters of water to behold the battleship wreckage blanketing the seabed.

The surrounding people had already been evacuated long ago.

Without hesitation, Luo Feng plunged directly into the sea and descended to the seabed.

In an instant, all the battleship wreckage within a radius of one hundred meters was collected.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! In the blink of an eye, vast expanses of battleship wreckage on the seabed were completely swept away.

"The weight of these metal fragments exceeds one's imagination, totaling over one hundred and fifty thousand tons. Moreover, the majority of the wreckage belongs to Grade B battleships, with some Grade C pieces mixed in as well. It seems that Hong is quite generous after all," Bai Chen said with a smile as he tallied the weight of the debris, speaking to Luo Feng.

Hearing this, Luo Feng felt a pleasant surprise, and his favorable impression of Hong rose a notch.

Grade A, Grade B, and Grade C respectively corresponded to Planetary, Stellar, and Universe levels. For every tier higher, the price of a cosmic battleship of the same size differed by more than a hundredfold.

Higher-grade metal wreckage meant that, consuming the same amount of energy, the items manufactured would naturally be superior. Both Luo Feng and Bai Chen were thrilled by this.

"Let's head back. Next, I need to manufacture a whole stack of equipment for you, as well as create some spiritual psychic secret methods. I'll need to ponder these carefully," Bai Chen said lazily.

Creating items didn't take up much time, but devising the various specifications and concepts for those items was quite energy-consuming.

"Alright," Luo Feng replied, a trace of anticipation flashing in his eyes. He then summoned the Black Crest, seated himself on its back, and transformed into a grayish-white streak of light that vanished into the horizon.

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The spacecraft-style architecture known as the "Limitless Dojo Headquarters."

Inside the quiet room.

Hong sat cross-legged on a cushion, surrounded by transparent jars. Originally, all these jars had been filled with crimson blood pills. Following a period of consumption, the blood pills in the vast majority of the jars had now been ingested.

With his eyes closed and a single thought, a sliver of light-attribute genetic primordial energy simultaneously coiled around the remaining jars containing blood pills, bringing them before him. The blood pills poured into his mouth like a roaring torrent and were swallowed into his stomach.

Possessing a digestive system ten or a hundred times more terrifying than a steel furnace, his stomach greedily and frantically digested and absorbed the energy of these blood pills, reinforcing his tendons and bones.

A moment later, all the energy from the blood pills was fully digested. Hong opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath. A stream of air resembling a white dragon shot out from his mouth, slamming into the opposite metal wall and leaving a shallow dent on a metallic surface where even a first-tier Planetary martial artist would struggle to leave a mark.

"Eighteen thousand four hundred blood pills—finally, they are all completely digested." Feeling the terrifying, surging power within his body, a look of delight involuntary appeared on Hong's face.

A single blood pill could increase his strength by one hundred kilograms. In just over half a day, his foundational physical strength had increased by one million eight hundred and forty thousand kilograms—translated into tons, that was one thousand eight hundred and forty tons!

The foundational strength of a sixth-tier Planetary martial artist ranged between sixty-four thousand tons and one hundred and twenty-eight thousand tons. Hong's original strength had already reached the late stage of the sixth-tier Planetary level; now, aided by the blood pills, he broke through in one stroke to the seventh-tier Planetary level.

"Next, I'll absorb the genetic primordial energy and elevate that to the seventh-tier Planetary level as well," Hong thought to himself.

After breaking through to the Planetary level, the genetic primordial energy that was previously unable to be projected externally transformed into a formidable, controllable, and projectable energy. Consequently, the foundational strength of a Planetary martial artist consisted of two parts—physical strength and genetic primordial energy. The two forces formed an equal equilibrium, each accounting for half.

If one possessed a million kilograms of physical strength, the body could withstand genetic primordial energy with a maximum force equivalent to one million kilograms.

Now that Hong's physical strength had been enhanced by the blood pills and his upper limit shattered, it meant he could accommodate and absorb more genetic primordial energy.

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On the other side, Luo Feng, riding the Black Crest, had also arrived at the Qingfeng Residential Community.

Third floor.

Luo Feng sat cross-legged in meditation, beginning to discuss the shape and color of the upcoming fighter jet with Bai Chen.

"Let's go with blue and white. Make the exterior a bit more 'sharp-edged' than Dojo Master Hong's fighter jet..."

Drawing inspiration from Luo Feng's ideas and using prehistoric-grade fighter jets and the cosmic battleship wreckage as foundational blueprints for reference, Bai Chen ultimately consumed several thousand units of energy to forge a blue and white fighter jet.

With a flash of his figure, Luo Feng arrived at the villa's backyard.

His vision blurred momentarily, and a gigantic, science-fiction-styled fighter jet appeared on the lawn.

The fighter jet was predominantly pale blue, accented with white patterns and stripes. The fuselage was thirty meters long and over ten meters wide, featuring an aerodynamic, highly futuristic appearance. The edges of the wings were exceptionally sharp and could be freely retracted and deployed.

"In terms of hardness, this fighter jet reaches the C2 grade. It is equipped with an intelligent system; even if you fly outside of Earth, you can summon it back to your side via your smart wristwatch. Its maximum speed even reaches 100 times the speed of sound!" Bai Chen enthusiastically introduced the performance of the fighter jet.

"From now on, your name shall be... Number One!" Luo Feng looked at this magnificent fighter jet with utter satisfaction.

Having completed the construction of the fighter jet, the next task was the creation of the gravity chamber.

This was even simpler. Using the gravity chamber excavated from the ancient civilization ruins at the Elite Training Camp as an analytical blueprint, Bai Chen quickly made a flawless replica, building a gravity chamber thirty meters long, thirty meters wide, and eight meters high.

In terms of hardness, it also reached the C2 grade, and the gravity multiplier could be boosted up to a maximum of ten thousand times!

The gravity chamber at the Elite Training Camp could only boost gravity up to a maximum of one thousand times. Of course, this did not mean that the gravity chamber at the Elite Training Camp was inferior; rather, it was because Earth lacked the energy source required to operate the gravity chamber, forcing them to switch to electricity as a power supply instead. That was the sole reason why the original gravity of nearly ten thousand times had been reduced to one thousand times.

"With this gravity chamber, the speed of my strength progression will reach yet another tier!" Luo Feng thought inwardly.

Having personally experienced the oppressive aura exuded by Hong, Luo Feng—who had previously felt a mild sense of complacency due to his own strength—now found his desire for power vastly amplified.