Chapter 104: 084 Biological Mecha Master
The occupation panel flickers, displaying new information.
[Occupation: Bodyguard LV.2 (193/200)]
[Skill 1: Protect Employer LV.3 (78/300)]
[Skill 2: Eliminate Danger LV.3 (114/300)]
Bai Xiao doesn’t hesitate upon seeing the extractable sign, and the instant he notices it, he focuses his attention, using the Dark Red Modifier to drain the Experience.
With a cry from deep within, the entire occupation panel blurs.
A moment later, it returns to normal.
With a flash of red light, Bai Xiao looked forward again.
[Potential Points: 16]
In an instant, a rich sense of security fills his heart.
Sixteen Potential Points!
Bai Xiao’s breathing becomes heavier, his emotions surging. He turns on the tap in the restroom, scoops up the cold water with his hands, and splashes it on his face four or five times. Raising his head, droplets of water slide down his cheeks, bringing a cooling refreshment.
Bai Xiao calms down, but there is still an indomitable excitement in his dark pupils. He has saved so many Potential Points; now all he lacks are occupational skills. As soon as Chen Liao’s Cultivation Technique is in place, and Bai Xiao himself has reached the entry level of practice, he will be able to undergo rapid enhancement, swift as fire.
Moreover, this time he has the passive of a Martial Artist’s body.
The actual effect of sixteen Potential Points.
Is equivalent to twenty-one!
This shows how much invisible help this brand new extraordinary occupation, the Martial Artist, has brought to Bai Xiao after his occupational promotion.
The restroom, after a calm wait for a moment.
He shakes his hands dry of water droplets.
Then, step by step, he moves to the right into the corridor. The entire corridor is covered with white ceramic tiles, smooth and even, giving off a clean, cool hue.
The rows of yellow lights overhead add a touch of warmth.
As Bai Xiao steps past the tall green plants at the corner of the restroom, he sees Wei Dong approaching. Brother Dong is not wearing the black tracksuit he had on in the gym but instead casual, neutral clothing.
It seems he changed because of sweating.
Wei Dong nods his head, walks up, and brushes past Bai Xiao.
Bai Xiao whirls around, his head tilting slightly. Because the wall blocks the corridor’s light, the half of his face that turns is cast in a deep shadow.
His eyes fix unblinkingly on Wei Dong’s back, without moving an inch.
An inexplicable sense of terror silently spreads.
Ahead, Wei Dong seems to sense something and stops in his tracks.
He turns around somewhat perplexedly.
“Bai Xiao, what’s the matter?”
Bai Xiao’s expression is as stern as cast iron, his figure as unforgiving as a statue.
“You’re not Wei Dong…”
“Brother Dong would not call me Bai Xiao…”
At the entrance of the restroom, Wei Dong looks at Bai Xiao, the pretense of bewilderment gone, replaced by a slowly rising corner of his mouth.
“Hehehe, not bad…to think that…”
An iron-white fist, veined in blue, suddenly looms large in front of the imposter Wei Dong!
The imposter’s pupils contract, surprised by Bai Xiao’s ferocity and decisiveness. As soon as he realizes he has been discovered as a fake, Bai Xiao doesn’t hesitate to go for the kill.
Doesn’t he fear that it’s just Wei Dong playing a joke or pulling a prank on him?
The imposter throws up his hands, his sleeves bursting open. A circle of hard, delicately-crafted arm Armor is revealed, with grooves that spread like circuits across its surface. At this moment, they seem to light up slightly with exertion.
The imposter is shocked, instantly pressed back by the force.
A torrential power surges from Bai Xiao’s arms.
The shoes also explode in an instant, revealing the soles of Biological Armor, which repeatedly stomps and shatters five or six tiles, scattering broken pieces across the floor.
“It’s this youth named Bai Xiao who single-handedly wiped out the entire Mad Python Team. His strength now borders on that of Biological Armor!”
Such a thought rapidly flashes through the imposter’s mind.
He hurriedly opens his mouth, about to speak.
Bai Xiao immediately punches out, then assumes a fierce stance as if shouldering the heavens. Lowering his center of gravity, his feet spread apart, one arm jutting forward, the other lifted towards the sky. The blue veins on his forearm and neck bulge, muscles coiling like poured steel.
Bai Xiao’s entire muscular form momentarily reveals a dangerous iron-white sheen.
The sound of bones and muscles bursting throughout his joints can be heard in a crackle.
Staring coldly at the imposter, Bai Xiao suddenly flashes a chilling smile, his white teeth gleaming under the lights in a way that sends shivers down the spine.
The cruel voice echoes in the corridor.
The next second, Bai Xiao lunges forward, soaring up in a flash.
Suddenly, in the corridor, Brother Dong’s shout rings out.
“Hold on, I’m not the enemy! Friendly, I’m friendly!”
The imposter’s voice also rises at the same time.
A fist hammers out, grazing the side of the imposter and violently hitting the marble wall’s mirror. Crack! The mirror shatters on impact, sending sharp fragments clattering to the floor.
Behind the mirror, the wall becomes visible.
Several tiles on the wall also show fractures, resembling broken glass.
Next to the fist, the imposter raises his hands to show he’s harmless.
Under the cold, dark gaze of Bai Xiao’s eyes.
He gives a reluctant smile, looking somewhat embarrassed.
Ten minutes later, in the gym.
Wei Dong and his son, together with Bai Xiao, a total of three people, stand at the entrance.