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Chapter 77: The Sun

"If there's nothing else, this meeting concludes here. Oh, and by the way, there will be a press conference later to introduce the Contribution Points system to the public. If any of you are interested, you're welcome to attend. Meeting adjourned!" the Speaker said, concluding.

Northern Rome, Florence.

"Sister Ye Zi, shouldn't we just meet up with Chen Bo and the others directly, instead of waiting for Captain Bai?" Yue Yu asked from the side.

"We can't get through to him on the phone at all. We can't have ten-plus of us just waiting around for him; he'll definitely be fine anyway."

"Sister Ye, you have so much faith in that scoundrel?" Yue Yu was still a little resentful of Bai Mo's previous intimidation.

"Mm."

"Captain Bai will be fine." Gong Ruxin, the Fifth Squad's vice-captain, who usually had a very low presence, whispered.

"Sister Gong, you also have so much faith in that scoundrel?" Yue Yu grew even more displeased.

"He's as dazzling as the sun." Gong Ruxin said faintly.

"Sister Gong, what are you saying? Have you fallen for that bastard?"

"I'm merely stating a fact." Gong Ruxin paused. "Xiao Yu, my ability allows my eyes to see the flow of Spirit Energy. To me, Spirit Energy appears as a ball of light. While I can't see what's happening within a Life Field, the Spirit Energy that Captain Bai naturally emits from his Life Field alone is as blinding as the sun. I'm afraid he's already nearing the end of the Spirit Animation Stage."

"That bastard is that powerful?"

Hearing Gong Ruxin's words, the Ability Users present gathered around curiously.

"Even though we knew he was strong, we never imagined Captain Bai would silently reach this stage already. How are we supposed to catch up?"

"It's only been so long, this isn't scientific at all."

"I never knew you had an ability like that, Ruxin. You kept it well hidden."

"Let's keep going. We still have some distance to cover before reaching the meeting point with Chen Bo," Ye Zi said coldly.

"Mm!"

"If my movement speed is twice the original, my thinking speed is twice the original, and all my actions are twice as fast, then relatively speaking, does my usable time not double?" Bai Mo left directly after the Italian forces had largely completed their strategic redeployment mission, leaving countless Italian soldiers dazed in their positions. Only then did they realize they hadn't even asked for their opponent's name.

Bai Mo, having left the front lines, returned to the urban area of Rome. He seemed to have no intention of seeking out his other teammates, simply proceeding according to his own experimental schedule.

"After starting to adapt to a faster world, my brain's Spirit Energy conversion progress suddenly reached nearly three-quarters. My muscles and bones are finally showing signs of integrating with the Life Field. I wonder what new abilities they will bring."

"Unfortunately, only information reception and thought processing can increase at full speed. For daily life, faster speeds also lead to greater recoil. High-speed, precise operations are still far inferior to machines. Many subtle actions, like holding a pen to write, would require years of training to truly reach ten times the speed, but this speed wouldn't even compare to the most ordinary printer. And for talking, despite accelerated thought, my mouth muscles only have strength; their flexibility can't keep up at all. I can bite through steel plates, but I still can't speak five hundred words a minute."

"Never mind, I won't dwell on this for now. I'll go check out the mutation situation in the core nuclear explosion zone of Rome." Bai Mo found that everything around him had slowed down, and the more they failed to keep pace with his reactions, the more he enjoyed talking to himself.

Because only he could effortlessly keep up with his own pace, and everyone else's speed was too slow, communication became quite painful. Thus, when he left, he simply didn't bother to inform the military, just 'flicked his sleeves and left' after finishing his business.

By the time Bai Mo arrived at his destination, what he saw was already like a slaughter zone in a seafood market.

Everywhere were scattered carapaces of mutated creatures. A mutated crab, originally not much bigger than a fist, after devouring several other mutated shrimp and crabs, suddenly swelled to the size of a human head. Its outer shell appeared to have shattered from being unable to withstand the explosive growth, only to reassemble itself, looking from afar like a heavily patched-up rugby ball.

Upon discovering Bai Mo's arrival, the mutated crab became as if facing a formidable enemy. It didn't even have time to swallow the half-eaten piece of meat still by its mouth, immediately preparing for battle. It seemed that its hunger had been sated, and after evolving once more, it had developed rudimentary intelligence, no longer exhibiting the madness it had upon first coming ashore.

Although it had rudimentary intelligence, it was still a simple creature, without much patience to speak of. After waiting a while and finding that Bai Mo wasn't initiating an attack, the mutated crab decided to strike first. It propelled its spiky body towards him by instantly expelling a large amount of air from its evolved tail, gaining kinetic energy.

The accelerated ramming attack, which had been unfailingly effective against other mutated creatures, was as powerless as an infant's thrust when facing Bai Mo. He simply extended a hand, effortlessly catching the "ball" like the most skilled goalkeeper, trapping it firmly within his 'Five Finger Mountain.'

"A mere crab actually has a hidden trick up its sleeve?" Bai Mo, observing with his divine sense, noticed a high-energy reaction within a certain part of the mutated crab's body, which he held in his hand. Curious, he meticulously examined the structure of its "weapon."

The instant the mutated crab finished storing energy and launched its attack, Bai Mo, already prepared, casually moved a stone with his telekinesis, placing it directly in the path of the ray. The attacked stone was pierced by the ray, leaving a small hole about three centimeters deep.

"A normal person would probably be directly pierced by such a sneak attack, if it can even punch a three-centimeter-deep hole in a stone," Bai Mo said, gauging the depth. "However, an experimental subject should act like an experimental subject."

Seeing its attack fail, the crab tried to store energy for another strike, but after Bai Mo "gently" tapped its shell, it immediately ceased its efforts.

As he was observing with his divine sense, and Bai Mo himself was not an expert in marine biology, he merely conducted a few simple tests. He collected a small sample from the mutated crab, then paid no further attention to the creature, which was desperately scurrying away after being released. He continued his search for new experimental material. Ultimately, he bore no grudge against these little creatures; whether he had inadvertently killed tens of thousands moments ago or let one escape now, it was all just a passing fancy.

Huaxia, Tianqing.

"At 2:30 PM, the government will hold a press conference. It will explain in detail the causes and specifics of the various attacks that have occurred over the past few days, and simultaneously introduce a new system to the public." This announcement was repeatedly broadcast on television, the internet, and in news reports. Although the coastal regions had almost completely collapsed under multiple waves of destruction, most inland areas remained largely unaffected.

However, in sparsely populated Australia, things were entirely different. Surrounded by sea on all sides, the Sea Race armies were able to land along every border of the Australian continent. With a total population of less than thirty million, the vast majority of Australians lived concentrated along the coast. Faced with severely insufficient military strength, the nation could only announce a strategic withdrawal of one hundred kilometers inland, abandoning almost all coastal cities and holding Sydney as its sole gateway.

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