46: Chapter 46 Room Grab

Heaven No. 1.

When Wang Pingan used that black metal keycard to swipe open this door, which was as heavy as a bank vault's,

He was completely stunned at the doorway.

Is this a damn dormitory?

You call this a dormitory?

What kind of intergalactic joke is this!

What met his eyes wasn't just a room, but a luxury suite with an exaggeratedly large floor area.

A spacious and bright living room, soft and comfortable leather sofas, and even a bar counter stocked with all kinds of top-tier drinks nearby.

To the left was the bedroom, where the bed was so big Wang Pingan could roll around on it.

To the right was an alloy door full of technological flair.

As if possessed, Wang Pingan walked over and pressed his palm against it.

"Identity verified. Student Wang Pingan, welcome to the Independent Training Room."

A Cold mechanical voice sounded, and the alloy door slid open silently to both sides.

Inside was a private training ground of nearly two hundred square meters, filled with various high-tech training equipment.

In the very center, there was also an independent Cultivation Platform with adjustable gravity multipliers.

Wang Pingan's breathing became somewhat rapid.

He walked to a corner of the training room, where a silver-white pipe about the thickness of an arm, made of an unknown material, extended from the ceiling all the way to the floor.

The surface of the pipe was covered with dense, mysterious, and complex runes.

Streams of spiritual energy so pure they made every pore in his body relax were continuously wafting out from the pipe, filling the entire room.

Independent Spiritual Energy Supply Pipe!

Wang Pingan's eyes instantly turned red.

He had only seen this thing in books.

It was said that only the core descendants of top-tier aristocratic families with thousands of years of heritage were qualified to enjoy such extremely luxurious cultivation facilities.

Cultivating here for one day could probably match ten days of cultivation in that so-called special-grade cultivation room back at the Shen City Elite Base!

With a thought.

[Eye of Truth], activate!

Buzz.

The world before him was instantly covered by energy halos of various colors.

He clearly saw that the spiritual energy in the entire room was so dense it had nearly reached a liquefied state, wrapping around him like milk.

The concentration of this spiritual energy was at least five times that of the square outside!

Moreover, the purity was terrifyingly high, with almost no impurities.

Cultivating here, there was no need to worry about absorbing mixed energy that could lead to an unstable foundation.

How was this a dormitory?

This was a damn cheating tool for leveling up, tailor-made just for him!

The corners of Wang Pingan's mouth pulled back into a wide, brilliant, heartfelt smile.

He finally understood the "good intentions" of that bald instructor, Thunderstorm.

What praise-to-kill?

What putting him on the spot?

That old fellow had clearly seen through his little trick of hiding his abilities and then just went with the flow to give him a massive benefit!

A perfect reason that allowed him to level up like a rocket without restraint, and without worrying about being suspected!

God-level Affinity paired with a top-tier cultivation environment.

His subsequent surge in strength would become incredibly "reasonable"!

"Instructor Thunderstorm, what a good man!"

From the bottom of his heart, Wang Pingan issued a "good person card" to that bald burly man he had never met.

He reached back and slammed the heavy alloy door shut with a "bang," then double-locked the door several times.

After doing all this, he rubbed his hands together and called up his system panel.

[pay-to-win points: 12272]

Looking at this long string of numbers that made his head spin, and then looking at this perfect "crime scene" that could be called a cultivation holy land.

An incredibly bold, even somewhat crazy plan instantly took shape in his mind.

Charge!

Charge now!

Right tonight, right here!

Smash the realm straight to the Third-Rank!

He was now just one step away from being a Third-Rank Martial Artist.

As long as he increased all five basic attributes from 49.9 to 50.0, he could complete another leap in his life level.

And increasing these 0.1 attributes was a mere drop in the bucket for his current tens of thousands of pay-to-win points!

He knew very well that in this ghost of a place where geniuses were as common as dogs and monsters were everywhere.

Without enough strength to deter others, even breathing peacefully was a luxury.

He had to gain the power to protect himself as soon as possible!

Just as Wang Pingan was rubbing his hands together, preparing to start his grand pay-to-win breakthrough plan.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

A series of extremely violent sounds of someone kicking the door rang out without warning.

The sound was dull yet full of provocation, making the entire alloy door hum and vibrate.

The smile on Wang Pingan's face instantly turned Cold.

He was just about to speak.

When a Cold, arrogant voice full of condescension drifted in from outside the door.

"Open the door."

"I'll give you one minute."

"Get out here!"

It was Cold.

There was no anger or tension in Wang Pingan's eyes, only an extreme impatience at having his mood disturbed.

He didn't say anything, just slowly walked to the door.

Then, amidst the increasingly impatient kicking from outside, he pulled the door open.

Outside the door.

Cold was standing there with his arms crossed, arrogantly blocking the doorway.

Behind him stood two lackeys with the cultivation of Late-stage Second-Rank Martial Artists.

The three of them released three powerful auras that pressed down heavily on Wang Pingan at the doorway like three great mountains.

Many Students had already gathered in the corridor to watch the commotion.

They all craned their necks, their faces wearing schadenfreude smiles as they waited for the show to begin.

"It seems you didn't understand my words."

Cold glanced down at Wang Pingan from the corner of his eye, his gaze like he was looking at an ant he could crush at will.

"I'll say it one last time."

"I want this room."

"If you move out yourself now, I might show some mercy and let you be my follower."

"Otherwise..."

The two lackeys behind him stepped forward with ill intent, their knuckles cracking as they clenched their fists.

The threat was self-evident.

Wang Pingan finally spoke.

His voice was very calm, without the slightest ripple.

"The room was assigned by the instructor."

"If you have a problem, go find him."

"Now."

Wang Pingan raised his eyelids, and a chill flashed through his clear eyes that made even Cold feel a pang of fear.

"Get away from my door."

The arrogance on Cold's face instantly froze.

He didn't expect this "trash" in his eyes to dare speak to him in such a tone.

The surrounding Students watching the scene immediately broke into an uproar.

"Holy crap! Is he crazy? He dares to talk to Big Brother Cold like that?"

"It's over, it's over, this kid is completely finished! Big Brother Cold is famously proud and arrogant; he's going to get what's coming to him now!"

"Reckless fool, does he really think his bit of talent can be used as a meal ticket?"

Just when everyone thought Cold would explode on the spot and beat Wang Pingan half to death.

Wang Pingan made a move that no one expected.

He reached out, preparing to close the door directly.

"Courting death!"

A tall lackey behind Cold roared in anger and suddenly reached out, grabbing for the door panel to stop Wang Pingan from closing it.

But at the very moment his palm was about to touch the door panel,

Wang Pingan's hand, which was holding the doorknob, moved.

His wrist flipped lightly at an extremely bizarre angle.

Striking second but arriving first,

It clamped with incomparable precision onto the lackey's wrist Pulse Point.

The lackey's face instantly changed drastically.

He only felt a condensed, tricky hidden force like steel needles burst forth from Wang Pingan's fingers, instantly crushing all the defenses on his wrist.

Half of his body became numb and powerless at that moment.

Before his hand grabbing the door panel could even exert force, it was led back by an extremely clever strength, causing him to stumble several steps back and fall onto his butt.

The entire process was extremely fast.

So fast that most people present didn't even see clearly what had happened.

They only saw that insufferably arrogant late-stage Second-Rank genius fall to the ground in a pathetic heap, as if he had tripped over his own feet.

Only Cold's Cold pupils suddenly contracted at this moment.

He had seen it clearly.

That was a manifestation of understanding human structure and the application of power to the extreme!

Bang!

Right in front of Cold's face, which had instantly turned ashen, Wang Pingan slammed the door shut.

The loud sound of the door closing was like a stinging slap, hitting the faces of Cold and everyone watching.

Wang Pingan leaned against the door, his eyes terrifyingly Cold.

He knew this was only the beginning.

He also finally understood the true meaning behind Instructor Thunderstorm's words.

In this place, without strength, even breathing was a mistake.

Blindly hiding one's abilities would only invite endless harassment, like flies.

He looked toward the training room and muttered to himself.

"It seems I must break through tonight."

"A Third-Rank Martial Artist should be able to make these flies a little quieter, right?"