Wizard, I have a different world

"Buzz..."

The heavy alloy doors slid open to both sides, revealing the spacious and clean training base behind.

"Come!"

Chris came to a huge instrument and stretched out his hand to signal:

"Punch."

This is an instrument similar to a boxing dynamometer, with a solid ball hanging on the front and an LCD monitor on the back.

Looking at the instrument in front of him, Barrow was a little at a loss.

"Hit here."

After tapping the medicine ball, Chris made a fist with one hand and hit it suddenly.

"Peng!"

The medicine ball trembled violently and turned into afterimages. At the same time, the numbers on the LCD monitor also skyrocketed.

100!

200!

…

700!

The final displayed number is 773.

"The power of an average adult man's punch is between 70 and 100, professional athletes can reach 150, and top boxers may reach 200 when they go all out."

"Generally speaking, being over three hundred means possessing extraordinary power."

three hundred?

Barrow pursed his lips when he heard this, came to stand in front of the instrument, took a deep breath and punched hard.

"Peng!"

The numbers on the LCD screen jumped slightly.

74!

Barrow looked embarrassed.

Not only compared to Chris, this number is also relatively common among ordinary adult men.

"Don't get excited."

Chris' expression remained unchanged:

"It's normal that you didn't master your strength just now. Relax, feel your muscles slowly, and punch when you're ready."

"Um."

Barrow nodded.

He controlled his breathing according to the other party's instructions, slowly relaxed his mood, and slowly clenched the five fingers of his right hand.

suddenly.

An inexplicable force emerged from the body, traveling among cells, blood, bones, and muscles.

"Uh-huh!"

"Peng!"

As Barrow punched out, the solid ball in front of him trembled rapidly, and the numbers on the LCD screen also flashed rapidly.

200!

300!

…

411!

"Not bad." Chris nodded slowly:

"With this punch, even a tiger will be stunned. Ordinary people simply cannot bear it."

"You were so powerful just from the beginning. I'm afraid your power potential can exceed a thousand."

one thousand,

It is a dividing line between extraordinary power.

It can't be surpassed,

Ordinary firearms can also seriously injure extraordinary people.

Once exceeded.

Ordinary firearms no longer pose a threat to such beings, and they can also hold official positions in the vigil organization.

According to the previous levels, they are first level and second level.

Chris is a second-level transcendent.

Just now, he punched more than 700, and if he punched recklessly, he could reach more than 2,000. This is a power comparable to the third-level extraordinary.

"What's being measured here is speed."

Arriving at a circular square, Chris pointed to the red line on the ground:

"Start running from the red line and run along the square. The less time it takes to punch, the faster you are."

“Professional athletes can run it in thirty seconds.”

"Try it."

At this time, Barrow was already interested, moving his hands and feet with excitement on his face, and couldn't wait to play.

"It's still the same as before, adjust your breathing and mood, and then run with all your strength to speed up."

"Um."

Barrow nodded.

Standing in front of the red line, with a low roar, he rushed forward like a cheetah.

quick!

Faster!

…

Barrow felt that his blood was almost boiling, and the scene reflected in his pupils was also distorted.

space,

Like stretching.

"stop!"

A loud shout interrupted that strange state. Barrow's legs softened and he knelt down with sweat all over his body.

"Six minutes and thirty-four seconds."

Chris was surprised:

"Your talent for speed is stronger than strength. If you can keep up with your flexibility..."

"Simply an excellent melee genius!"

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"Barrow!"

Karl, who was observing the test data in the laboratory, looked back and nodded towards the nervous Barrow:

"As long as it's okay, your condition was very bad that day. It's a miracle that you can recover like this."

People have been burned to char, can they still survive?

But he wasn't going to ask further.

"lucky."

Barrow scratched his head:

"Professor, what should I do now?"

He was in a coma for nearly a month, and wasted several days being dragged by Chris. A new person had already arrived in the laboratory.

The test process is also different from the original.

"Let's do a blood test first."

Karl stretched out his hand to signal:

"The machines here are all new, some require fingerprint unlocking, and there is also my newly developed blood verification."

"This..." Barrow hesitated for a moment, then nodded:

"good."

After a tube of blood was drawn and his fingerprints and passwords were recorded, he quickly became familiar with the brand new laboratory.

And Carl,

Then come to the top floor.

"Monica."

Passing Barrow's blood over, he asked:

"Any questions?"

"What does Professor Carl think of genetically modified people?" Monica took the blood and licked the corner of her mouth:

"I'm interested in that."

"Genetic modification?" Karl's expression remained unchanged:

"Currently, research on genes and genetics is not thorough, and it involves ethical taboos, making it difficult to make progress."

"I don't know what the consequences of genetic modification will be, so I don't agree."

"Well..." Monica narrowed her eyes:

"Professor Carl should be able to guess that Professor Jim's research direction can be used for genetic modification."

"I'm talking about the right person!"

?

Karl shook his head slightly:

"If nothing happens, I'll go down."

"All right!"

Monica sighed, watched Karl leave, and then opened the test tube containing the blood and took a lick.

"What delicious blood!"

Licking the corner of her mouth, Monica's eyes turned red, she took a step forward and disappeared in an instant.

…………

Billiton Group office area.

underground.

The two elders of the Remuel family sat on huge stone chairs, looking at the blood suspended in front of them.

"It really worked."

One of them said in a low voice:

"Jim is truly the best genius in the relevant profession in recent decades."

"grandfather."

Monica knelt down on one knee and said:

"According to the news from the Night Watch, Barrow now has the strength of a giant elephant, the speed of a falcon, and the agility of a leopard."

"His ability to resist blows, recovery power, and perception have all been significantly improved. Based on his previous level, he already belongs to the legendary knight."

"Giant elephant, falcon, leopard..." The voice of the person above said hoarsely:

"They are all mortal things."

"Yes." Monica nodded:

"But the advantages of these creatures are concentrated in one individual, resulting in extraordinary power."

"Well..."

"Ants can resist loads dozens of times their own size, and Barrow may not be able to do it in the future."

"It's just the genes of ordinary creatures. It is difficult to pose a threat to extraordinary beings. They must be extraordinary creatures." A voice came from above:

"How about the backup we found?"

"Professor Carl's scientific research level is beyond doubt." Monica nodded and added:

"Unfortunately, I have tried to ask several times, but he does not intend to study in the direction of Professor Jim."

"Then find Jim." The voice sounded:

"Using Barn and Jim's daughter, we need to find him before the Watch can find him."

"If you can't..."

"Then destroy it!"

"yes!"

Monica said yes.