Those at the level of Neo-Humans and above were judged by the depth of the fist imprints they left on a steel plate. Since Ye Fei and Luo Zai had lower Power, they could use the Punch Force Tester directly.
Luo Zai had already finished his turn with the Punch Force Tester, so only Ye Fei was left. He took a deep breath and slowly stretched his arm. ’I wonder what my actual gains from last night were?’
’I shouldn’t be worse off than Luo Zai. After all, even if my Cultivation is average, I’ve got a cheat backing me up.’
But, to Ye Fei’s embarrassment, no one came over to guide him to the Punch Force Tester.
’Damn it... This is the one downside to being blind!’
Everyone was fired up by Luo Zai’s huge improvement. They had all drunk the mushroom soup last night and made progress to varying degrees, so now every single one of them was eager to see just how much their own Power had increased.
Naturally, Ye Fei, the blind man, was completely ignored.
"Whoa! I improved too! At least 100 pounds more than usual!"
"So jealous... I didn’t gain that much, only around fifty pounds, but it definitely works."
"This isn’t just mushroom soup, it’s practically a Qi Refining Pill!"
Everyone excitedly tested their results, then started comparing with one another. If anyone announced an increase of over 100 pounds from the day before, they would be showered with congratulations and immediately become the center of attention.
After all, such a large increase in Fist Power meant a strong resistance to the fungal toxins, which would allow them to drink more mushroom soup and gain a greater advantage in their future Cultivation!
BANG~!
Just then, a loud crash echoed.
Everyone turned to look and saw that Ye Fei had already felt his way over to the Punch Force Tester. He threw a test punch, trying to get his bearings on the machine.
Of course, to stay in character as a blind man, he held back on this first punch, not using his full strength. The displayed Fist Power was only 1100 pounds.
PFFT~
Ahem...
Instantly, someone in the crowd nearly burst out laughing, while another spat out a mouthful of mushroom soup.
Ye Fei’s Fist Power was just too weak. Everyone was struggling to hold in their laughter. However, considering Ye Fei was blind, they all forced themselves to suppress their amusement, and no one actually laughed aloud.
Nearby, Qin Jiezhou glared coldly at the crowd. He’d like to see who would be so rude as to laugh.
But as his gaze shifted to Ye Fei, he let out a nearly imperceptible sigh. ’If I remember correctly, he was at a thousand yesterday, wasn’t he? At this rate, he’s basically hopeless.’
However, the next moment,
BANG~!
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Before anyone could react in surprise, four more numbers popped up in succession:
1700, 1710, 1713, 1600!
’Looks like maintaining a consistent power output is a skill in itself...’
The sharp drop in Fist Power on his last punch left Ye Fei a little disappointed. Overall, though, he was quite satisfied with his results. After all, technique could be practiced, but this kind of raw strength couldn’t be gained through practice alone.
During the day, his Cultivation had taken him from 1000 to around 1100 pounds. Now, after a single night, his power had skyrocketed to 1700!
A total increase of 600 pounds of force!
’This rate of progress should be pretty good, right?’
Ye Fei thought.
By now, his surroundings had fallen completely silent. He strained his ears to listen. After a long moment, Luo Zai was the first to break the silence, letting out a classic curse: "Holy shit!"
"Ye Fei, I remember you were just over a thousand yesterday, but your total Fist Power has already reached 1700? You gained 600 pounds in one night?!"
At his words, the crowd was utterly stunned.
"Holy cow, so the one who can handle the mushroom soup the best is right here!"
"He’s basically got a natural Mushroom Holy Body."
"600 pounds in one night... even if you count it as ten hours, that’s still an increase of 60 pounds of Fist Power per hour. Even with the mushroom soup boost, that’s an incredible rate of progress!"
As the others chattered, Luo Zai’s expression grew more and more confused. The rest of them might have been too dazed from the soup, but he remembered waking up in the middle of the night to pee. He had gone back to his room afterward and was certain that Ye Fei hadn’t been there.
"Uh... I don’t think Ye Fei drank any mushroom soup last night, did he?"
The moment he said that, the noisy crowd fell silent.
What the hell? He didn’t drink any!
Doesn’t that mean...
At that moment, everyone was in disbelief.
"That’s right! Ye Fei said he needed someone to look after him, so it wasn’t convenient for him to move up here!"
"That’s insane!"
Instantly, the way everyone looked at Ye Fei changed. There was more envy in their eyes, and less of the condescension they usually showed to a newcomer.
Luo Zai walked over, a happy expression on his face.
"I was seriously injured a few days ago, and my body hadn’t fully recovered. I think it’s just gradually returning to its normal state now,"
Ye Fei said casually.
Inwardly, he was secretly relieved. ’Good thing I didn’t tell Luo Zai I only cultivated for three hours last night. If these people found out I was basically sleeping like a log, I can’t imagine the looks on their faces.’
"That... is very possible."
Luo Zai nodded slowly, sizing Ye Fei up.
"It looks like both of our newcomers are very impressive. They should both be able to advance to Neo-Human today. Everyone else needs to work hard too, don’t let the new guys overtake you!"
Qin Jiezhou never missed an opportunity to encourage the group.
"Ye Fei, come over here."
Then, he pulled Ye Fei aside. "I can see your Fist Power is very unstable. Your form must be off. You can’t just use brute force; you need to generate power from your waist and drive it through your fist. And another thing—remember, this isn’t just physical combat. Try to explore your Superpower more. It might help increase your strength."
Actions speak louder than words, so Qin Jiezhou gave Ye Fei an hour of hands-on training for his form. After one session, Ye Fei’s Fist Power unexpectedly reached around 1750, bringing him ever closer to the 2000 mark.
However, Qin Jiezhou also pointed out that this wasn’t a fight; the test measured the body’s raw brute strength. Focusing too much on technique could be seen as padding the numbers, so practicing to a decent level was enough. There was no need to dwell on it excessively.
...
For the entire morning, everyone was busy studying the mushroom soup.
By lunchtime, news that the mushroom soup could help with Cultivation had spread among the ordinary survivors in the Pit No. 2 sector.
Soon, large pots were being set up all over the mine, in the areas near the vertical ventilation shaft and the elevator.
Seeing this, Ye Fei rushed to stop them. Ordinary people weren’t Superpower Users; their bodies couldn’t handle the strain. If a Superpower User drank too much, the worst that would happen is they’d foam at the mouth and pass out. If an ordinary person drank too much, they might end up sleeping forever in Pit No. 4.
"But I want to become a Superpower User, too,"
Xu Yi said, her expression resolute.
She had faced another life-or-death situation yesterday but still hadn’t awakened a Superpower. Her mental state was clearly deteriorating, and Ye Fei could tell at a glance that she was clutching at this as a last resort.
’This stuff is supposed to stimulate your consciousness, right? If a life-or-death experience couldn’t awaken her Superpower, what are the chances that drinking mushroom soup will?’
Honestly, Ye Fei didn’t like her chances one bit.