Super Gene Hunting Ground

After sweating profusely in the morning, Yang Xiao returned to his room and took a hot shower.

A set of pajamas and a decent suit were already laid out on the bed. Yang Xiao glanced at them and felt the texture was neither silk, cotton, nor synthetic; it was something he had never encountered before—soft to the touch and very comfortable.

He put on the pajamas and went to bed to sleep until a ring of the telephone woke him up in the afternoon.

Yang Xiao was delighted as he picked up the receiver.

"Hello, it is time to get up. You have twenty minutes to prepare. Please make sure to arrive at the third floor hall before 2 o'clock."

A girl's voice, but not that of No. 25.

Yang Xiao felt a twinge of disappointment, hung up the phone, quickly changed into his clothes, put on his Armor, and headed to the third floor.

Yang Xiao noticed everyone had changed into new suits; it seemed the organization had prepared these clothes for them.

Master Long first led everyone to practice the "Surging Waves" Cultivation Technique.

With his eyes half-closed, Yang Xiao immersed himself in Cultivation, starting to feel as if his entire body stood in the vast ocean, enduring the impact and lashing of the waves, experiencing an indescribable sensation throughout his body.

Two hours later, everyone was drenched in sweat.

"Alright, everyone, cease your practice and rest in place for five minutes."

After ceasing his practice, Yang Xiao realized that this new suit was completely different from his previous clothes, which would become damp after absorbing sweat and stick to the skin when he sweated a lot, making it very uncomfortable.

But this suit remained completely dry, with not a hint of that clammy sensation.

Yang Xiao glanced at a few people nearby, noticing a thin layer of white mist on the surface of their clothes. Looking at his own, it seemed there was also a layer of steam, and he instantly understood.

These clothes could absorb sweat and then automatically evaporate it, staying perpetually dry.

"What kind of black technology is this?"

Others also noticed the extraordinary nature of the clothes and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Master Long then opened another box, waved his hand, and over a hundred blue crystal vials flew out from the box, appearing in front of each person.

Having already drunk it in the morning, everyone knew this was the Genetic Transformation Potion, and they all directly picked up the vials and gulped down the contents.

After drinking the potion, everyone felt as if they were being torn apart by a thousand bugs. Thus, they began wailing and howling wildly; some simply rolled around on the carpet, causing Master Long's brows to furrow tightly.

He really wanted to say, "This batch of trainees is the worst I've ever seen," but considering this was the first batch, he couldn't say that. He would probably have to save this comment for later.

After a torturous ten minutes had passed, everyone stood up, looking at Master Long, unsure of what peculiar training he had in store for them next.

"Quite simple, push-ups. A thousand for each of you, with the necklace on."

Damn it!

Everyone internally cursed.

But there was no choice—since it was Genetic Modification, they had to follow Master Long's instructions. Moreover, everyone was secretly hopeful, yearning to enhance the potential of their Genetic Evolution after such hellish training.

Master Long opened another box, swung his hand grandly, and over a hundred golden necklaces flew out in front of everyone.

Reluctantly, everyone put them on.

"Ready, start!"

At Master Long's command, everyone began doing push-ups.

The first hundred, even two hundred push-ups were effortless, but as they reached three hundred, it started to become tough.

Master Long stood in the center of the hall, scanned over everyone, and said:

"The Iron Tower Guards will supervise everyone's completion of the task. Don't even think of slacking off—if you haven't done a thousand, you won't get to eat dinner."

Eight Iron Tower Guards dispersed into eight rows, each monitoring a row of people.

Although everyone was skeptical whether these Iron Tower Guards could really accurately supervise everyone's performance, no one dared to challenge this rule. If the Iron Tower Guards indeed possessed such an ability, one's trickery might end up in embarrassment instead.

Yang Xiao asked:

"Master Long, is there a reward for the first three to complete 1,000 push-ups?"

"No."

Master Long stated in a low voice.

Peals of laughter erupted among the crowd, some clutching their aching bellies and collapsing onto the ground with a smack.

Yang Xiao thought, there were rewards this morning, why none in the afternoon? I was planning to live off those rewards; looks like there's no hope now.

From around 300 push-ups, most people started showing signs of physical exhaustion. At that point, a slight current began to form inside their bodies, similar to the morning run, now sustaining their efforts.

After completing 500 push-ups, that warm flow emerged again within Yang Xiao.

As Yang Xiao persevered, gradually, that warm flow grew more persistent until it finally became a steady stream, continuously supplying energy.

Yang Xiao felt his body slowly surpass a limit; it wasn't as strenuous anymore, and his movements started to become more effortless.

This time, Gu Beifeng and Du Tianxing specifically positioned themselves next to Yang Xiao; when Yang Xiao dropped to do push-ups, both men did the same by his side.

During the morning run up the stairs, both had actually lost to Yang Xiao, but only won by a narrow margin due to the building having only 88 floors – it was clear in their hearts.

This time, competing in push-ups, they were determined to turn the tables and defeat Yang Xiao.

By the time they reached 500, Yang Xiao had only done a little over 400, maintaining roughly a hundred push-ups' gap after that.

When Yang Xiao got to around 500, the situation suddenly shifted; his pace sped up, and his movements grew lighter.

Master Long's gaze had remained on Yang Xiao ever since the latter reached 500 push-ups.

When Yang Xiao hit the 800 mark, he finally caught up with Gu Beifeng and Du Tianxing.

In reality, neither Gu Beifeng nor Du Tianxing were aware of this fluctuation in numbers, and neither was Yang Xiao; everyone was just desperately performing push-ups, striving to finish in the shortest time possible.

However, Master Long saw through it, and so did the Iron Tower Guard who was monitoring everyone from a distance.

After surpassing 800, besides the electric energy from the Genetic Transformation Potion, that warm flow inside Yang Xiao grew increasingly powerful.

Yang Xiao's speed became faster and faster, and more relaxed.

He kept reciting the count in his mind, just as everyone else silently tallied their own numbers.

"990,"

Yang Xiao suddenly shouted.

"Thump!"

Over half of those doing push-ups in the hall suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Gu Beifeng and Du Tianxing were right beside Yang Xiao and, hearing this, promptly fell flat.

The pair had only reached around 890; Yang Xiao was an entire hundred push-ups ahead of them.

"Damn it, Yang Xiao, are you even human?"

"Definitely not, he's more like a monster."

"Did Yang Xiao's necklace fall off?"

....

"991, 992.....998, 999,"

Everyone felt a sense of collapse inside, with the slowest only reaching a little more than 700.

With every count from Yang Xiao, a group of people would fall.

"1000!"

Thump!

The last dozen or so, who persisted through gritted teeth, collapsed powerlessly onto the floor.

Damn, this blow is just too heavy.