Chapter 57: Breakthrough (2/2)

Although Huang Jiahui did not seem to mind that Wang Shishi and Luo Yuan were both evolved, her jealousy was revealed when it was time to go to bed.

“Both of you have already evolved. Why is it only me who has not?” Huang Jiahui asked disappointedly as she got out of shower.

“You can’t rush it. It’s like a lottery, it's all based on luck. We can’t change the fact that you’re unlucky,” Luo Yuan said weakly. He was also jealous of the girl, who had evolved after only eating mutated meat twice. It was true that comparison was the thief of joy. Just luck itself was enough to frustrate someone to no end.

“Bullshit me all you want,” Huang Jiahui said as she sat by the bed and pinched Luo Yuan. Then she added, “Do you think it’s related to someone’s physique? Some people will never evolve.”

She looked really anxious now. She had not cared much about evolving before because nobody else had either, but now that both Luo Yuan and Wang Shishi had evolved, she suddenly felt the pressure built inside her.

Luo Yuan was not sure what the answer to her question was. All he could do was comfort her, “I already told you, it’s all about chance, and chances in this case are slim. It’s all a matter of luck. Eat more next time, and you’ll evolve soon enough.”

Huang Jiahui looked visibly deflated at the idea of having to eat more of that disgusting meat.

“Oh right, you sleep first. I won’t be sleeping tonight,” Luo Yuan suddenly said as he thought of something.

“What is it?” Huang Jiahui asked, standing up.

“Inspiration. I’m gonna meditate tonight,” was his reply.

“You’re not obsessed, right? What’s the use of meditation? Are you gonna meditate your way to immortality?” Huang Jiahui scoffed.

“Maybe,” Luo Yuan murmured to himself. An image of the dragon snake flashed across his mind.

After the battle in the morning, he seemed to have had some sort of realization. Combining this with his memories, he had a premonition that that day would be breakthrough day. In order to prevent anything bizarre happening and avoid disturbing the girls’ sleep, he got out of the house and headed to the residential area.

It was not even 8 p.m., yet the residential area was deserted. Nobody would dare come out at night after the commotion with the mutated earthworm in the morning. He didn’t need to worry about being disturbed.

Plus, it would be unfortunate for the light blue rank earthworm to make an appearance since Luo Yuan could easily finish it off.

He chose a secluded spot and stopped there.

The place used to be a park, but now there were only stumps where the trees used to be before they had been chopped off that very morning. Luo Yuan picked a stump about half a meter in diameter and sat down on it cross-legged.

Within a few breaths’ time, he had already calmed down, his mind cleared of all sorts of thoughts.

About ten minutes later, his eyes suddenly opened A weak ray of light flashed through the night as his eyes turned murderous, an intimidating aura spreading from him. He stared straight ahead unblinkingly as if a great enemy was standing there.

The night sounds of crickets and creatures all seemed to vanish as pin-drop silence surrounded him.

He was thoroughly focused, nothing but the enemy in front of him occupying his mind.

The grave aura around him grew stronger, the veins protruding on his machete-holding arm, an invisible energy slowly growing within him. As the energy reached its peak, a crisp slicing sound accompanied by a faint blue light sliced through the night air.

His eyes widened.

“This is the feeling!”

Focusing his willpower had been the charm. In other words, it had increased his concentration and allowed him to become immersed in that particular matter.

It was usual for all sorts of thoughts or environmental factors to interrupt when a common person attempted to focus their concentration,. What might have looked like complete concentration would usually be miles away from a clear mind. However, this was not something a person could have control over.

That was also true for Luo Yuan.

The only exception was when there was a life-threatening danger. Then all thoughts would automatically merge into one to fight the enemy. When a person’s mind was focused, the strength of their willpower would shine through– an illusion turning into reality.

Although Luo Yuan could not exactly face a grave enemy, he could self-hypnotize and picture an enemy as he tried to focus all his thoughts.

Once he had mastered this, the rest would be just history.

About ten minutes later, he opened his eyes once again and slashed his machete through the air. A ray of light flashed, lingering before disappearing again. The light was faint and looked like the shiny reflection of an extremely thin layer of frost while the blade of the machete looked like it had been coated with a layer of mist not unlike green smoke. It looked beautifully mythical.

With each try, focusing his willpower became easier. The light lingered longer as well. The longest was only half a second, yet it was enough to thrill Luo Yuan. Half a second was considered long during a battle as his speed would allow him to make at least 5 or 6 slashes to end the fight.

The light essence was spectacularly sharp, too. It looked like it could slice through anything, but it could only be sustained by his willpower.

To experiment, he grabbed a branch and tried to chop through a lump of basalt in the park. As the branch hit the lump of basalt, fear rose in him and his concentration broke into pieces.

It took him more than an hour to beat this inexplicable fear, but eventually his consciousness returned to normal.

This made Luo Yuan realize that he could not perform this routine often. It would be extremely restraining as his willpower would alter his reality. Considering his 13-point Willpower, he was still not at a stage where he could use it freely.