Two more days passed by, Han soaked himself in the cold water with a temperature unimaginable by ordinary people. Now, Han is able to withstand water as cold as -110 degrees Celsius, and train within it for 3 hours without getting harmed.

  At the end of training, Han climbed out of the ultra-cold pool, white steam pouring off of his crimson red skin.

  Gabon~

  Han swallowed a Nuclear Energy Pill, which was an illegal drug that was used to temporarily increase source energy. It could stimulate the zero-degree brain region to produce and release source energy in large scale. Every year, millions of soldiers died or became paralyzed due to taking Nuclear Energy Pills, so it had long been recognized as the most dangerous forbidden drug by the Milky Way Alliance.

  But, Han had the very unique toxin-resistant body, so now he could not only take Nuclear Energy pills on a daily bases, but he would take it once before and once after training. If normal soldiers were like Han and ate these pills like candy, it was probably enough to kill them more than 100 times.

  Shua~

  Large amounts of source energy started to surge into Han’s body, clearing out his fatigue and filling his body with energy. Every after going through as much as 3 hours and 40 minutes of extreme training, Han still felt like he had the energy to fight a few rounds with anyone.

  This was the power that only belonged to Han. He practiced like crazy, studied like crazy, and consumed drugs that no one else dared to use like crazy, so his level was increasing like a rocket.

  There was a mirror inside the training room, Han faced the mirror and put on his jacket. Very distinct muscles were bulging on his body. If someone were to go up and feel Han’s biceps, they would notice that Han’s muscles were way too special and felt as tough as steel, completely unlike the type of muscles that humans were supposed to have.

  That was a side effect of undergoing long term extreme training, aside from drastically leveling up, Han had also became as tough as a robot. He once practiced with the highest level esper on the team that wasn’t him, Xin Beige. Xin Beige was a 4-star intermediate esper, who was recognized as a proud genius that was hard to spot in millions. He was an existence with a power source index close to 50,000.

  It was just a melee fight without using power, but it was already way too difficult for the Xin Beige with nearly 10 times as much power source index units to end the fight with a draw against Han. Han’s muscles were too solid, it was like wearing a full set of armor, giving him a high tolerance for melee attacks and Xin Beige could barely hurt him. On the other hand, whenever Han landed a punch on Xin Beige, it was usually painful enough to make him scream.

  In conclusion, under the mentorship of that odd fellow Pathless Origin, Han grew at an unprecedented speed, radiating the aura of a monster and becoming less and less like a normal human.

  The equipment at the training facility were very advanced, inside the room there was a high configuration computer with a large screen. Han took off his necklace, took out the dark net login program inside the USB and habitually found Pathless Origin.

  As Han got more familiar with Pathless, they started to use video chat. Now, Pathless wasn’t as cold as before but he became even stricter with Han. Even if there was a tiny mistake during training, Pathless would criticize Han like there was no tomorrow.

  Han saw that strict old face of Pathless, smiled lightly and said, “Teacher, I finished your mission. I think I can go to -120 degrees Celsius water to train.”

  \r \r \r

  Pathless slightly nodded, and started to carefully review Han’s training record today. The portable physiological assessing machine Han carried will send his daily training records to Pathless, and the records included heartbeat, blood pressure, source energy consumption, and a lot more.

  Han slowly realized, Pathless wasn’t just give Han training advices casually, there seemed to be some sort of science behind it, like when to lower temperature, when to increase intensity. Pathless decided these things all based on the recorded data.

  Pathless slightly nodded, “Alright, Power Source Index at 4257 units, according to Milky Way’s current level standard, you are now an intermediate 3-star esper, and all indicators are excellent. Tomorrow you will enter the -120 degrees Celsius pool, and your training goal is still to practice the 46 Ensemble.”

  Han scratched his head and said, “Teacher, why still 46 Ensemble? Now I’m like the odd one in my battalion. I’m already at the level of intermediate 3 stars and I still only know the 46 Ensemble, I didn’t even study any other martial arts.”

  Pathless glared at Han, “So? You are not satisfied?”

  Han hastily shook his head and said, “Nope I’m fine with that, I always trust Teacher’s arrangement.”

  Then, Han said. “Recently, Earth’s situation is worsening. Yesterday, Earth was attacked 13 times and that’s the worst so far. There was even a raiding group that attempted to attack a large scale city on Earth and caused heavy casualties.”

  “But our 1st Legion have been training like crazy these days to prepare for war, the troops would practice from morning all the way to night. The chief of our legion visits us daily to see how the practice of Wolf Fang is going.”

  “Teacher, if I guess correctly, just in the next two days, we are probably going to war.”

  Pathless slightly raised his eyelids, then nodded and said, “I’m aware of your situation, you feel like if you can learn a bit of martial arts then you can perform better on the battle field right?”

  “That’s my intention.” Han didn’t try to hide it.

  Pathless sighed, “To be honest, you are indeed at the stage to learn martial arts, but not mentioning this battle, two months later when you are doing your last test for the pressure exam, you will need martial arts more at that time”

  “But you must know, you are a bit different from others. Other people learning martial arts might be a good thing, but for you, it’s a disadvantage in most cases. After all, your power and combat features are too different. Picking a style of martial arts, you must be careful and careful and more careful.”

  “As to the war you are going to be fighting, don’t worry. Your body now is tougher than anyone’s, your toxin-resistance is stronger than anyone’s, and your power is also unique. These three are your foundation. If you can exert the true battle spirit on top of that foundation, and be able to freely bring into play the features of 46 Ensemble, then you are already an excellent fighter.”

  Han thought a bit, nodded and said, “I got it. Being desperate for speed might actually slow me down. Rather than cramming it all at once, I’m better off just focusing on how to fully utilize what I already know.”

  After training, Han still needed to take the comrades at the Talent Battalion to practice the Wolf Fang tactic together. Han saw that it was almost time, he said goodbye to Pathless, left his personal training room and went to the lobby.

  Han saw that everyone was already there, surrounded by the big screen and watching intently, while An Beibei was nervously dialing her phone on the side.

  “Let’s go, we are starting!” Han waved his arm and said.

  Strangely, no one responded, these people were all very energetic about training before.

  Cheng Zhong turned around, said in a deep quiet voice, “Let’s wait a bit, Sydney was attacked.”

  Han was seriously shocked, he hastily came to the screen and saw that it was broadcasting the famous Sydney Opera House. That once symbolic landmark was now engulfed in flames, and that shell-shaped structure completely collapsed.

  The camera slowly panned out, the whole city was in a mess with countless spots of flame dotting the entire city, and the sounds of sirens and commotion in the distance.

  At the side of a shattered street, there was a broken street light pole pressing down on a mother, who had curled up to protect her little son. That little boy was crying loudly, but no matter how hard he cried, his mother still didn’t wake up.

  A skyscraper collapsed, and under the ruins a thin arm broke the surface. Obviously, this arm belongs to a young woman. She pointed her finger at the sky, and her voice crying for help began to faint. Under the rubble, it’s still unknown how many lives were buried, maybe they lost their consciousness before even getting a chance to shout for help.

  The camera on the helicopter constantly switched scenes, broadcasting the tragedy that took place in the Sydney city. The live TV broadcast was in awkward silence, perhaps even the broadcaster didn’t know what to say at a time like this.

  An Beibei still kept on calling, but the phone was always playing the busy tone.

  Xin Beige let out a quiet sigh, and said to Han in a low voice, “Her family is in Sydney.”

  Han didn’t say anything, and everyone was quiet.

  Suddenly, the always cheerful An Beibei finally broke out of silence, smashing her phone against the wall into pieces, and finally punching the alloy wall, punch after punch.

  AHHHHHHHHHH!

  It’s hard to imagine that the sound coming out of the throat of such a beautiful girl was not the painful cry of a beast. An Beibei rushed out of the lobby into the yard, facing the starry sky she finally cried, the cry was that painful and hopeless.

  “I will go see her, you guys keep on training.” Xin Beige stood up and said.

  “At this point, who even has the thought to train?!” Cheng Zhong patted his head with his big hand and said with red eyes.

  Xin Beige’s figure finally stopped, he didn’t look back but said, “Originally, I shouldn’t say this. But my cousin that’s working on the Atlantic cruiser told me, they were ordered that at the latest tonight, the ship must finish its 1st class maintenance.”

  “Han, I think you guessed it. Tonight might be the last joint training we have before leaving so it’s very important.”