"Hero Mode Stage Two, physical adaptability reaches the peak. Just with pure physical defense, you’re equivalent to wearing S-grade Firefly Protective Clothing. In attack, you can easily crush a war chariot. Poison gas, high pressure, suffocation, and so on - even in these extreme conditions, your body alone can help you survive a few minutes." Song Xiaotang, having the advantage of familiarity from following Chen Xiong, spoke with thick envy in her voice.
"No wonder it’s called Hero Mode." Chen Hong clicked her tongue, "Put on a set of SS-level protective clothing, and you’ll be unstoppable."
"That’s not all. Hero Mode Stage Two allows your Seed Ability to perform at two hundred percent effectiveness. You’ll have a basic mastery over the energy, and if your brain evolves to a threshold, you can derive new evolutionary effects from your ability." Chen Xiong laughed, somewhat bitterly, "As for the third stage of Hero Mode, that’s beyond the realm of mere mortals."
"The first two stages are already beyond the realm of mere mortals." Chen Hong was full of longing, thinking how wonderful it would be to be that powerful one day. At that moment, she began to feel schadenfreude, "Too bad for that woman, Pang Meiqin, who didn’t activate her Seed Ability. She’ll never have the chance to burst seed."
"You’re mistaken. Because she can’t activate the ability, after using the Seed, her constitution will keep increasing. Once she reaches a certain threshold, she can burst seed too, she just won’t have a Seed Ability. But to be honest, a case like Pang Meiqin’s has only occurred once because most survivors who don’t activate their abilities don’t live past ten battles." Chen Xiong gave Tang Zheng a thumbs-up, "You’re one of a kind for being such a good person."
Pang Meiqin was indeed an extraordinary case, and naturally, the Alliance had studied her. The conclusion they reached was that Pang Meiqin had Fortune, exceptional adaptability, and of course, the most important point was that Tang Zheng was too much of a do-gooder to put up with her skirting responsibilities. However, this woman always found opportunities to give the boss a lethal strike at just the right moment. The source of this content ɪs novel⁂fire.net
"That woman is an opportunist, with a sense for battle so keen and strong." Even Chen Xiong couldn’t help but admire Pang Meiqin; her survival wasn’t just luck.
"Could I see Hero Mode Stage One?" asked Tang Zheng, still not giving up hope.
"Sorry, it puts a great strain on the body, and I need to stay in peak condition to enter the Trojan Room." Chen Xiong refused. He wasn’t one to play with his life.
"Sorry." Tang Zheng didn’t coerce further and apologized.
"No problem, Little Tang. I quite like you," Chen Xiong laughed heartily, finding Tang Zheng very agreeable, "What shall we eat for dinner, my treat?"
"Anything’s fine. By the way, are there any precautions when selecting the Fearless? That’s you guys, right?" Tang Zheng gave Chen Hong a knowing look, and she understood, going off to arrange dinner. She was well-acquainted with these matters.
"You’re going to enter into a ’Title Contention Battle’? So soon?" Chen Xiong frowned, "As far as I know, in your team, only Dantai can reach second-order burst seeding. Your team hasn’t met the standard yet, so why are you starting it now? This isn’t good."
"Not just bad, it’s downright dangerous. Generally, each team participating in the Title Contention Battle has at least three members who can reach third-order burst seeding among the Conquerors, or one person who is a fourth-order burst seeder. Otherwise, isn’t the title of the Fearless too cheap?" Song Xiaotang looked at Tang Zheng with surprise, then shook her head, "You guys are really unlucky, or maybe there have been too many survivors each time, upsetting the Silver Trojan. Within its scope of permissions, it’s purposely causing trouble for you."
Hearing this, Chen Hong’s expression tensed with fear. She was afraid of dying.
Tang Zheng frowned. He wanted to save people, not to put his comrades in danger.
"Don’t fret; this is also an opportunity. If you earn the title of the Fearless, you’ll have many conveniences," Chen Xiong comforted Tang Zheng, "Judging by the proportion, it should just be a small team battle."
Having gained a lot of information, Tang Zheng needed to digest it. After having dinner, Chen Xiong and Song Xiaotang hurried off to prepare for the night’s game.
"Brother Chen, what do you think of that Tang Zheng guy?" Privately, Song Xiaotang respected Chen Xiong greatly and greatly valued his opinion.
"He’s a good leader. He has managed to lead an immature team this far. His capability is beyond question. He is considerate of others and treats his team members kindly, but it’s a pity he can’t become an overlord, too compassionate. Once he enters the Qualifying Round for the Holy Land, he’ll learn that this kind of kindness will kill many people." Chen Xiong sighed. "Someone like him will live a weary life."
"Honestly, I too wish I had a leader like that," Song Xiaotang finally confessed.
"Not just you, I too would like that. Even if his kindness is fatal to the team, I’d still follow him. That kind of human touch is really missing," Chen Xiong lamented, "Do you still remember Yin Shangwu I told you about?"
"I remember," nodded Song Xiaotang.
"Painful cycles of companions reviving and dying one after another, Ying Xiaoniu was such an example. I don’t want to go through it. If I die, don’t revive me." Chen Xiong was serious, not his usual jovial self, warning Song Xiaotang sternly.
"Right." Song Xiaotang agreed verbally, but inwardly he added, "No, no matter what, I won’t let you die before me."
In the Trojan Room, there were those who would stab you in the back, but there were also comrades willing to take a knife for you, to share life and death.
In the following days, Tang Zheng reflected on his actions. He indeed had been too much of a do-gooder. He couldn’t just act on his own impulses in the future; he had to be responsible for the other members of his team.
The fifteen-day rest period passed quickly, and before the month was over, the survivors were once again about to enter the Trojan Room for another round of slaughter.
Although Tang Zheng was ready to enter other rooms, he was still taken aback when he was teleported and entered the spacious lobby.
The entire field of view was filled with gleaming, smooth marble. The floor was mirror-like, reflecting his own image.
Just as Tang Zheng was about to survey the surroundings, he heard a man rapidly cursing in German.
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