BE6651 couldn’t believe his own speculation.
"Access data records!"
Swish!
Green fluorescent words, like a waterfall, appeared before his eyes.
The more BE6651 read, the more uneasy he beca.
The truth is...
The red-haired, blood-eyed youth from Cangming Star opposite him had just grabbed his head and flown a thousand ters into the sky.
The key point is, he wasn’t in his usual form, but had used six cards, transforming into a thirty-ter-tall flesh giant!
With such a massive size, even if it were an ordinary piece of low-density iron, it would be impossible for a carbon-based lifeform less than five ters tall to carry him around like this!
How exactly did the other party do it?
This is simply unscientific!
Could it be that the laws of physics have undergone so subtle change on this planet?
After transforming into a flesh giant, the special skin has very low friction except for the palms and soles.
When originally designing the transformation card set, BE6651 didn’t foolishly include hair, which would be utterly useless and only a burden!
The red-haired, blood-eyed young man floated slightly above BE6651, standing less than two ters tall.
In contrast, the giant transford by BE6651 stood at a towering thirty ters!
Yet the forr was carrying the latter’s head, having flown such a distance...
The contrast was simply too stark!
"Cangming Star! What kind of a hellish place is it?"
"Lin Qiubai was already ridiculously strong last ti, and this guy..."
BE6651 thought for a mont, and a card called [Information Puppet Collection] turned into a stream of light, disappearing without a trace—from an outsider’s perspective, the red light flashed at the sternum of the flesh giant, and nothing seed to happen.
At the sa ti, BE6651 obtained the information he wanted from the electronic devices of the onlookers below from Grass Hut Academy.
"The man who unified Cangming Star, received the legacy of Lin Qiubai..."
"Demon Child Zhang Kuang, estimated age not over sixty."
"Vicious temperant, fond of slaughter."
"Suspected psychotic, exceptionally unstable emotions!"
In that mont, the information BE6651 received was evidently not just limited to these.
Including the intangible bonds between Lin Qiubai, Wan Haihao, and Zhu Hanyi...
Including the ti flow issues between Cangming Star and Earth...
Including Zhang Kuang’s strange habit of squeezing others’ heads...
The massive influx of information took BE6651 a whole 0.75 seconds to recover from.
Through the scene-capturing module, he could see that the humanoid lifeform nad Zhang Kuang maintained a composed deanor.
It was obviously not because the other party was preserving strength and could only drag him this high.
But because...
The other party could no longer suppress his bloodthirsty impulse!
"Wait! Zhang Kuang... No, Demon Child!"
With his scalp tingling, BE6651 imdiately spoke: "There’s no irreconcilable conflict between us!"
"I know that you people from Cangming Star have an indescribable attachnt to your weapons."
"Compared to Earthlings, a person from a more advanced civilization like is a better partner!"
"I can help you find your ’gun’ faster!"
From BE6651’s reaction, it was evident that he was far superior to most beings who pride themselves on being "smart."
No matter what kind of sudden situation arose, he could quickly identify the key to resolving it!
Zhang Kuang was strong!
So strong that he shattered BE6651’s worldview and understanding!
Yet not to the point of leaving him powerless.
BE6651 still rembered his goal—to make Su Qiangwei into a card, and ideally add Ma Ran as a bonus.
What benefit is there in fighting the Demon Child Zhang Kuang?
Is there over a 90% chance of killing the opponent?
No!
Can he turn that guy into a card?
Similarly, no!
So, if this battle can be avoided through negotiation, it is the best outco!
Unfortunately...
BE6651’s analytical logic was tight, seamless, and flawless.
Yet Zhang Kuang pulled his hand from his pocket, clenched his fist, and sneered: "Shut up!"
"If you have sothing to say..."
"Say it with your fists!"
As he finished speaking, Zhang Kuang’s figure flickered, transforming into a crimson glow that swept across the sky.
Boom!
The overwhelming, terrifying giant power caused BE6651 to stagger, flipping him half a circle mid-air.
Zhang Kuang’s punch irrationally shattered BE6651’s entire chain of reasoning.
Were BE6651’s thoughts wrong?
Clearly not!
Yet Zhang Kuang’s actions did indeed align with his psychological profile model, driven by inner emotional impulses.
The extent was roughly equivalent to the pain of being slapped hard, transmitted through the neural connection device to BE6651’s left cheek.
BE6651’s eyes instantly beca much darker, bursting out with a recently learned three-character Earth abbreviation in fury.
"Grass-mud horse!"
"Instinct-driven low-level carbon-based monkey!"
He was an advocate of the "physical sensation school," always steadfast in the belief that regardless of fighter, carrier, cha, or flesh armor, only those able to perceive every sensation of their vehicle could unleash 100% of its potential!
But he wasn’t a battle addict, keeping his pain level at only 5%.
There are people like Zhang Kuang, even within the Eternal Civilization.
With eyes and hearts filled only with slaughter and combat, acting recklessly and without regard, even daring to confront legitimate Eternal citizens within the main base!
Such types generally die relatively early.
Yet when those guys are alive, even Title Holders are unwilling to provoke them lightly.
The punch Zhang Kuang landed on his face had little destructive power but imnse insult!
BE6651 was just about to launch a counterattack when his expression suddenly changed dramatically.
In his vision, red lights signaling danger flashed continuously, and alarms blared in his ears.
"Facial flesh armor damage at 27%, please repair ASAP!"
One punch!
Just one punch!
BE6651 was mistaken.
Zhang Kuang’s attack was not only highly insulting but also destructive!
anwhile, standing aloof in the air, Zhang Kuang nonchalantly began his warm-up exercises.
He stretched his limbs and wrists, his neck cracking as he moved, his expression relaxed and carefree.
Observing Zhang Kuang’s deanor, he seed less like he was engaging in a fight, and more like enjoying a soak in a hot spring pool.
The smug smile hanging at the corner of the Demon Child’s mouth deeply pricked BE6651’s pride.
That deanor...
BE6651 was more familiar with it than anyone!
It’s the expression interstellar travelers from advanced civilizations have when looking at natives of a low-level civilization!
That’s...
An innate superiority born from the soul, seeping into every drop of bone marrow, etched into every strand of genetic material!
Strangely, when BE6651 condescended to call Earthlings "natives," he felt extrely satisfied and justified.
However, being treated with the sa attitude by Zhang Kuang filled BE6651 with burning anger, utterly unacceptable!
"I’ll smash your face, see if you can still show that expression!"
BE6651 imdiately maxed out the power of the propulsion module, with deep blue electric arcs flickering endlessly atop the flesh giant’s fist.
Zzzzzzz...
In the blink of an eye, the flesh giant transford by BE6651 went from extre stillness to extre movent, unleashing a powerful punch!
Boom!
It was like thunder streaking across the sky!
A dull crash reverberated, sending ripples through the clouds at the horizon!
The air beca filled with a rich grassy scent.
This was the sll of high-voltage electricity ionizing oxygen molecules into ozone, piercing the atmospheric barrier.
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