Chapter 30 (2/2)

Multiple white bullets came down at him like a dense net, blocking almost all of Mu Fan’s dodge routes.

He suddenly noticed that there was an opening each to his left and right.

Left! Without hesitation, Mu Fan leaped to the left. This time, he felt that his muscles had used all of their strength. Mu Fan almost made it; he was only a little distance away.

Pia! A rubber bullet hit one of Mu Fan’s calf, reddening his skin and causing it to swell in an instant.

His movement rhythm was interrupted by that one shot, and a rain of bullets landed on him as he rolled away while protecting his head.

Pia! Pia! Pia! His back was burning with pain, but he was more upset with himself about not overcoming level-40.

“Player has been hit ten times. Training session terminated.” With the sound of a vibration, the lights on the ground that were lightning up and diming down slowed down their frequencies, and the central white light of the room turned on.

“Gravitational force decreasing, 40… 35… 30…”

Mu Fan curled up on the ground and felt his body becoming lighter as if a huge rock had been lifted off his chest. He exhaled as he was disappointed by the fact that his ability was only enough for the lobby-level training.

“You’re giving up already?” a mischievous voice sounded in the room.

“Black Egg!” Mu Fan immediately recognized the voice.

“Please call me Lord Black! You are Lord Egg! Please don’t call your own name when you’re calling me.” Black’s voice came from the speaker in the room.

Mu Fan’s mood somehow lightened up a bit after Black’s tease.

He stood up to stretch as he thought, this training room is pretty intense.

The security camera in the room pointed towards Mu Fan, and Black’s laughter came through the speakers once again. “Hahaha, Mu Fan. I’ve hacked this Budokan’s system already and erased the recordings for your training session just now. Oh, by the way, there’s something I forgot to tell you. Usually, there’s no rubber bullet training before level-40; that’s only for VIP rooms from level-40 to level-80.”

Black paused a bit and sounded happy as it said, “So, don’t feel upset, young man!”

If Black was this gravitational room itself, Mu Fan believed that he would have torn this room apart.

Black’s mischievous laughter went on for a bit longer before he said, “Mu Fan, did you feel any discomfort under the high gravitational force environment?”

“No.” Mu Fan was starting to understand what Black was trying to get at.

“How did you feel? Describe it in detail; I need the information for analysis,” Black continued to ask.

“Even though my body felt heavy, I didn’t feel much difference compared to before when I was dodging the bullets.”

“Did hypoxia, a lack of oxygen to your brain, cause your vision to turn black at level-32?” Black raised a question.

“No.” Mu Fan thought for a moment and replied was certainty.

“Your bloodline, um… Based on the current information and genetic factors, one of your parents must have come from a planet with high gravitational force and carried a special genetic factor within their DNA. Using the genetic inheritance equation, I did the reduction and found that your ancestors must have come from a planet that has 3.47X gravitational force. Such a planet isn’t within the database of Planet Loga or even the databases of other planets within 10 light years. Therefore, I will need you to help me sync with the interstellar network to search beyond on planets further away. Keep working at it, boy!”

“I’m going back to surfing through this planet’s network. This world is quite interesting. Don’t forget to keep my physical carrier hidden when you go back. It will be of use, and I’ll contact you when I need it.”

Black’s voice then disappeared.

“Oh, by the way, I left a backdoor in this room’s authorization. Whenever you enter, rubber bullets mode will be on by default.” Five seconds later, Black’s voice sounded from the speakers on the wall again.

Mu Fan was speechless. Is this free-range parenting? It does save the trouble, but at least leave a contact method. How am I supposed to find it when I need it?

Black seemed to get more unreliable after entering the network.

Mu Fan felt like he should start to get used to Black’s unreliableness and mysteriousness.

Exercising does feel good. It’s almost time; I should go and wait for Chubby Harry now. Mu Fan thought as he stretched.

Ouch, that hurts.