Cosmic-Level Demon God-Chapter 75 - 67: Better to be a Strong Beam than a Wild Dog (First Subscription Check-in)

Chapter 75: Chapter 67: Better to be a Strong Beam than a Wild Dog (First Subscription Check-in)

"The local gang is so rude."

Qin Shi ran back to the shacks, umbrella in hand, as the road outside Baogong Street was heavily damaged by the overnight operations of excavators and jackhammers, turning into a muddy mess.

The rainwater mixed with the mud and gravel, forming dirty streams that left no place to step.

Even with the eighteen-point Life Force enhancement, and the nimble use of his agile body techniques, Qin Shi couldn’t avoid getting his running shoes and pant cuffs dirty.

"Thank goodness the sewer isn’t blocked, or how could people live here!"

Qin Shi felt relieved yet pondered, given the despicable nature of those Righteous Fist Society punks, they might just sabotage the sewage pipes to further disgust the residents. Such dirty tricks were not beneath them.

"If this continues, I’ll fall into that bitch Lin Yunqing’s hands, be forced to live in her mansion, let her take advantage, and live a miserable life under her thumb!"

Qin Shi secretly pitied himself.

His younger brother Qin Lan was staying at a close female classmate’s house, so he didn’t have to worry about him.

The current demolition area was limited to Baogong Street, Weigong Street, and Construction Road.

The residential area to the west was relatively quiet and hadn’t been affected yet.

"I just want to study well and lead a peaceful life."

Qin Shi quickly stepped over the threshold and rushed into the room.

He folded the umbrella and placed it outside.

He took out stored chicken breast and broccoli from the refrigerator, cleaned and blanched them, skimming off the foam that rose up, and then placed them on a plate.

Muscle Building Meal completed!

Under the effect of Professional Skills, Qin Shi synthesized the materials like in a game, casually putting them together to get the desired results.

"It’s amazing! This can be eaten, this can build muscle!"

Qin Shi muttered, picking up a piece of boiled chicken breast that even a dog wouldn’t eat and started chewing hungrily.

The dry and bland taste didn’t bother him at all.

Having gorged himself on Long Xiang Ji Nutritional Paste for over half a month had thoroughly destroyed his taste buds.

"No wonder people say, the ultimate fitness talent is losing your sense of taste! To make it more convenient in the future, I should grind the boiled chicken breast into minced meat and blend it with broccoli juice to consume."

A startling thought flashed through Qin Shi’s mind.

Among all the "trainees" who tried his Muscle Building Meal, only Cao Bin praised it excessively, ranking this absurdly sloppy "food" as the number one must-eat on Old Factory Street.

On the other hand, Zhou Ning always contorted his face, struggling to swallow, constantly drinking water to suppress the urge to vomit.

"It shows that Zhou isn’t sincere enough about building muscle."

After easily finishing the two-person Muscle Building Meal, Qin Shi felt a slight increase in satiety.

Ensuring enough stamina consumption, he then started his intense Training Method regimen.

Forty minutes later, drenched in sweat and panting heavily, he wiped his body simply with a towel.

Immediately afterward, he collapsed into sleep.

"Utilize every second, make the most of the time!"

Perhaps due to the increasingly chaotic situation on Old Factory Street, or his aspiration to climb up and escape the mud, Qin Shi was desperately eager to break through the twenty-point Life Force barrier.

In his dreams, he attacked the fifty-point Life Force underpants-clad man again and again.

The Wind Fist Stream technique became increasingly adept, deeply embedded in his mind, soon to be instinctual.

...

...

In the evening, at 7:20 PM.

In the presidential suite of the Black Flame Hotel, a subordinate in suit trousers reported the intel:

"Boss Hao, no luck! We just know a van intercepted Young Master Jie and Brother Ji and took them out of the city..."

This bad news further agitated Qin Lihao, his face turning so dark it seemed water might drip from it:

"Kidnapping by the hotel’s entrance in broad daylight! Is there no law in the Urban Circle? Ah!"

His subordinate’s lips twitched, the word "law" coming from Boss Hao’s mouth felt incredibly out of place.

Almost everything they did couldn’t withstand scrutiny.

"Kidnapping my brother, they’ve got guts!"

Qin Lihao struggled to control his rage, unbuttoning his double-breasted suit, his sturdy pectoral muscles heaving.

This hot-tempered boss of Yu Hai City Construction opened a drawer and took out a set of syringes.

Skillfully inserting the needle, he mixed several liquids in proportion.

After gently shaking, the emerald-green liquid swirled.

Qin Lihao’s eyes showed a hint of obsession, quietly admiring it.

Moments later, he asked:

"Did you manage to pull some strings to get the surveillance footage from the Inspection Department?"

Seeing the boss about to inject again, the suited subordinate felt chills deep inside, wishing to flee far away:

"I asked friends to follow the lead, that van delivered beverages to the lobby and administrative corridor daily; the camera didn’t capture faces. The real delivery worker was knocked out and thrown in a trash bin, couldn’t get any clues..."

Yan City’s Qin Family was once a pioneer family, but later, due to the early death of the half Grandmaster who cultivated in the Spiritual Domain, the power gradually diminished until the main branch left, letting the side branch take control, actively in various fields, restoring some prestige.

By the time it passed to Qin Lihao’s generation, they were involved in both black and white businesses, all-powerful.

"Was the van found?"

Qin Lihao administered an injection, the cold liquid entering his body, calming his irritation slightly.

"It was parked at the stone gate archway of Old Factory Street, thoroughly searched it, found no hairs or fingerprints, very experienced."

The suited subordinate answered.

"The electronic lockdown in Old Factory Street is the strictest; that explosion back then was terrifying, causing a huge disaster, almost waking the ’monsters’ sleeping on this planet."