Matrix Survival: One random treasure chest per day

Chapter 672 Perseverance is the ladder to progress

"how are you feeling?"

As Li Zhenggang came out of the restroom, Miriel quickly stepped forward and looked him up and down with concern: "You were completely deformed by the weight of gravity just now. Are you injured?"

Seeing the worry in her eyes, Li Zheng felt a warmth in his heart. He took her hand and comforted her, saying, "I'm fine. It's just thirteen times the gravity. There's no pressure."

“What do you mean by ‘no pressure’?” Miriel said, “I’ve been following you all these days, don’t I know you well enough? Sometimes you just know how to show off, without considering whether you’re in any danger.”

"Besides, you were so crushed you couldn't even stand up just now. How about we just give up and stop using something as dangerous as gravity fields to increase our strength? Let's try another method?"

Li Zheng knew that Miriel was just worried and confused, but he knew his own situation.

The only way to quickly improve one's strength is to increase physical power.

His spiritual power was immense, and his true strength was immeasurable. What imprisoned him was only his weak physical body, which could not bear such a powerful spiritual body.

For others, absorbing magic crystal energy step by step to enhance their mental strength is a quick way to improve their power.

Because their mental strength is always inferior to their physical strength, it is extremely difficult to improve.

Li Zheng did the exact opposite of those people.

“Besides the gravity field, I can hardly think of anything else in the outer city that could quickly improve my physical strength,” Li Zheng comforted Miriel. “I assure you, I will not risk enduring too strong a gravity coefficient, after all, I still have a lot of things to do.”

“Fine.” Miriel nodded with a stern face and said, “Anyway, I’ll be following you closely. If I find you causing trouble, I’ll make them stop.”

Li Zheng smiled and said, "Sure, if that day ever comes, you can make the decision."

At this moment, Roskar and Feng Yue walked out of the control room, and Li Zheng went to greet them.

Roscal shook his head and sighed, "What a pity. If you hadn't used the gene serum, your adaptation rate might have been even higher."

Li Zheng asked in confusion, "What does this have to do with gene therapy?"

“It’s like this…” After explaining the dangers of gene serums to Li Zheng, Feng Yue said, “Anyone who uses gene serums is essentially mortgaging their future in advance, and the price is that this ‘future’ is greatly diminished.”

Many people in the outer city once chose to take gene serums to quickly raise their strength to the beginner level because they couldn't endure long periods of arduous training and only wanted to achieve instant success.

It is precisely because gene-enhancing drugs have the negative effect of overdraft that some people spare no effort to develop better gene-enhancing drugs, eventually creating an over-limit product. After taking it, flesh and blood continue to proliferate, making the person neither human nor ghost, causing great harm.

Ultimately, the terminal had no choice but to confiscate the overlimit gene agent and destroy the gene agent factory.

"So that's how it is." Li Zheng didn't pay much attention to it, after all, as a clone, he had some genetic defects and probably wouldn't live long.

If it weren't for the use of gene serum to correct those defects and even make him more perfect than his original form, he would have been dead for countless days.

Therefore, there is nothing for Li Zheng to regret.

The gene therapy at least saved his life, a statement confirmed by both Old Pu and Terminal.

Rothcal observed Li Zheng's expression and cautiously inquired, "May I take some of your body tissue for testing? Don't misunderstand, I just want to see to what extent your genes have been replenished by the drug, because theoretically speaking, under perfect genetic conditions, you shouldn't be able to adapt to such a high gravity multiple so quickly." "Sure." Li Zheng plucked a hair, then pricked his fingertip with his fingernail and squeezed out a drop of blood.

Roscal quickly retrieved clean storage containers, carefully collected the hair and blood, and confidently declared, "Don't worry, I know many people don't like their genetic information being leaked. Once I've finished the examination, I'll immediately destroy the results and absolutely won't let anyone else know!"

He glanced at Feng Yue: "Including him."

"..." Feng Yue: "?"

It's so strange, I didn't even want to watch it.

However, Roscal was merely stating a position: even Feng Yue, who knew Li Zheng, would not see the genetic information, let alone other unrelated people.

"It's alright," Li Zheng said confidently with a smile. "You can't leak it even if you wanted to."

Just kidding, he has the final boss of the Matrix backing him up. The terminal only doesn't want to interfere in the private affairs of the outer city unless absolutely necessary. Otherwise, he would have already opened the back door to seize what he needs, and he wouldn't need to follow the rules. He even has to spend money to buy experimental materials.

Besides, with so many clone predecessors who betrayed the terminal, their similar genes are no secret to those with ulterior motives. Whether they're leaked or not...

The difference is really not that big.

Roscal didn't understand what Li Zheng meant, but he didn't dwell on it. He just wanted to get back quickly to test Li Zheng's genes so he could develop a plan that would best suit Li Zheng's adaptation to gravity.

He said goodbye to Li Zheng and the others, and then left in a hurry.

Li Zheng watched his retreating figure and said to Feng Yue, "I thought that everything outside Block 50 would be abandoned, but I didn't expect to meet a resident here who is so dedicated to scientific research. It's quite unexpected."

“Professor Rothcal is quite famous here,” Feng Yue said. “His ancestor was one of the pioneers who developed countless inventions and laid the foundation for the gravity research institute—Cambros.”

"Cambros?" Li Zheng felt the name sounded familiar. "The one who invented gravity shoes..."

“Yes, that’s him!” Feng Yue said. “He is a highly respected pioneering scientist. Unfortunately, I am naturally not very bright and cannot do too complicated research. I can only focus on cooperating with Professor Rothcal on the research topic of ‘how to improve the survival ability in the super gravity coefficient environment’. It took more than 20 years to achieve some results, and I also learned a lot.”

Spending over twenty years researching a single topic requires a level of dedication that many people lack.

People are always ambitious and want to be proficient in everything, but in the end they are mediocre at everything.

This alone changed Li Zheng's impression of Feng Yue, and he was filled with respect: "Being proficient in a hundred things is not as good as being proficient in one. Being able to delve into a subject to the extreme is also a remarkable achievement."

"You flatter me, Master." Feng Yue said modestly, "I have been unable to break the record left by my predecessors for more than 20 years. If I were not unwilling to give up, I might have given up long ago."

"It's commendable that you've persevered," Li Zheng said with a smile. "There are too many mediocre people in the world who give up halfway. Only by persisting can one transform from a mediocre person into a talent. You've already done it."

Feng Yue scratched the back of his head sheepishly: "Master Guide, I'm getting embarrassed if you keep praising me."

"What's there to be embarrassed about?" Li Zheng said. "If praise is not free, then criticism is meaningless. Okay, let's go to the place you helped me find first, and then I have some things I'd like to ask you for help with."

(End of this chapter)