Chapter 1533 - 737:

Chapter 1533: Chapter 737:

On a midsummer morning, the sanatorium was quietly serene.

Sunlight angled through the half-open window, casting a dazzling glow on the neat, empty bed.

Outside, the shadows of the camphor trees danced, swayed gently by the breeze.

Occasionally, a few crisp bird calls could be heard, highlighting the silence inside the room.

Suddenly, a faint buzzing sound came from the corner near the wardrobe.

The previously calm air rippled outward in circles, like water waves.

Soon after, a slit cracked open from the center of the ripple, like a giant sleeping eye slowly awakening.

The slit pulled apart rapidly, expanding into a door over two meters tall, emitting a faint blue glow.

Plop.

A sneaker-clad foot stepped out first, firmly landing on the wooden floor of the dormitory.

Following that, Fang Cheng’s tall and straight figure stepped out from the blue light curtain.

The space gate behind him quickly shrank inward, turning into a point of light that vanished into invisibility.

Fang Cheng stood still, his gaze sweeping across the empty room.

Outside the window, a gentle light music floated in.

This was the meal broadcast played punctually at eight every morning in the sanatorium’s dining hall.

"Got back just in time, just in time for breakfast."

Fang Cheng muttered to himself, as his stomach let out a low, gurgling sound in agreement.

He reached out to touch his deflated belly, feeling a bit helpless.

At this moment, his stomach seemed to burn with a ball of fire, the intense hunger making him feel as if he could devour an entire cow, skin and bones included.

Training under the ten-thousand-meter water pressure of the Changyuan Trench, such a crazy move was definitely unprecedented.

Yet he relied on his robust physique to persist in such a desperate situation for a full three hours.

After completing a full set of physical training according to his morning workout plan, Fang Cheng swam back into the light shield of the underwater ruins.

He didn’t linger on Yong’an Island, but donned his sportswear and used the Silver Key to transport directly back to East Capital.

The physical expenditure of those three hours was utterly terrifying.

Fang Cheng not only felt waves of soreness and swelling from his muscles, but he also experienced a slight dizziness encroaching his mind.

This was a typical low blood sugar reaction.

Clearly, combating the extreme pressure difference underwater not only tested his muscles and bones, but also greatly exacerbated the load on his circulatory system and internal organs.

However, despite the harsh environment, the training results were remarkably good.

Mindfully, Fang Cheng triggered a light blue screen to pop up in front of his vision.

[Push-up Experience +30]

[Push-ups Level 3 (551/1000)]

[Deep Squat Experience +30]

[Squats Level 3 (439/1000)]

[Leg Lifting Experience +32]

[Lifting Leg Lv 3 (307/1000)]

[Pull-up Experience +25]

[Pull-ups Level 4 (190/2500)]

[Back Bridge Experience +31]

[Back Bridge Level 3 (203/1000)]

[Inverted Push-up Experience +30]

[Inverted Push-ups Level 3 (238/1000)]

[Qigong Experience +8]

[Qi Gong Level 3 (369/1000)]

Looking at the refreshed skill progress on the panel, Fang Cheng nodded in satisfaction.

The wealth of experience gained from this morning exercise made him feel a momentary illusion as if he had gone back to his first time investing in fitness after just obtaining the panel.

With only a hundred push-ups done, the experience increased by 30 points.

This godlike training efficiency, if placed a week ago, would have been nothing short of a fantasy, unthinkable.

Of course, the sweat poured out and the life-threatening pressure endured behind this were equally unimaginable to ordinary people.

Besides the leap in various skill experiences, what Fang Cheng valued more was the breakthrough in basic attributes.

Practicing visualization and resisting water pressure in the ten-thousand-meter abyss increased his Spirit Attribute and Constitution Attribute by 0.02 and 0.05, respectively.

The numbers may seem insignificant, but bear in mind, this was an achievement made in just three hours, built on the already high baseline of his attributes.

The further one progresses, the harder the breakthroughs become; this degree of diligence was enough to prove that the Changyuan Trench was a rare cultivation treasure.

Fang Cheng calmed his thoughts and lifted his right hand.

A silver key, ancient in style, lay quietly in his palm.

Amidst the complex engravings on its surface, there remained a trace of hazy blue light after traversing space.

Looking at the Silver Key in his hand, Fang Cheng’s eyes subtly flickered, calculating silently.

With this treasure comparable to a Divine Artifact, he essentially wielded an extraordinary ability for space traversal, allowing him to freely go between East Capital and Yong’an Island at any moment.

This also turned his idea of using the ten-thousand-meter deep sea as a training ground into reality.

The only regret was that the key’s coordinate recording limit reached only a mere five.

Such a small number indeed.

Fang Cheng mentally reviewed the currently recorded coordinate nodes.

His maternal grandfather’s home in Wanghu Town and the tubular building on Old Factory Street.

These two locations housed his closest family, and coordinates must be reserved so he could tear through space for rescue if sudden danger arose.

The headquarters of the Illuminati and the True Thought Society’s altar.

These two spots were the core sites of his factions, retaining the coordinates facilitated his grasp of the whole picture, allowing swift identity switches between different domains, issuing commands, and confronting enemies.

As for the last slot, it naturally went to the underwater city ruins of Yong’an Island.

This was his exclusive trial ground, where he would likely clock in nearly every day, making it impossible to delete.

Counting this way, the five slots were filled to the brim with irreplaceable essential locations.

"It seems I need to find some time to talk to Zheng Hongxin to see if he has a way to expand this thing."

Fang Cheng’s eyes slightly narrowed, staring at the intricate lines on the key.