In the center of the laboratory hall, Ding Meng sat cross-legged on the floor with his eyes closed. His expression was serene and calm.
His telekinesis vision had already been opened. Countless origin stars were converging into his body from all directions.
Previously, the origin stars had only entered his body through his chest. Now, however, they could converge on his head and chest. Moreover, his telekinesis vision had expanded to a range of four meters and could be maintained for four hours.
After a long time, Ding Meng opened his eyes and felt his body being cleansed by origin energy.
This kind of beginner origin energy cultivation method was somewhat clumsy. To put it bluntly, it was just telekinesis guiding and absorbing origin energy, and origin energy supporting the consumption of telekinesis. Of course, Ding Meng had an advantage that ordinary origin ability users couldn't compare to. What he absorbed was origin energy, so there was still a large amount of origin energy stored in his body. It was a bit like swallowing dates.
Little Rascal's explanation for this was that this wasn't a long-term method, but it was a primitive accumulation that one had to undergo in the beginner stage. If one wanted to truly make great progress, they had to comprehend cultivation methods, learn martial arts, master combat techniques, and cultivate secret manuals … In short, the current environment was special. There was a big difference between ordinary people and origin ability users. If a beginner origin ability user like you fell into the hands of an ordinary person, then that would be a big joke.
Ding Meng stood up and stared at the military knife on the ground not far away. This was the shadow of the leopard. Even in this pitch-black darkness, the blade still faintly flashed with a layer of cold luster. Of course, with his telekinesis vision, Ding Meng could observe it from all angles without any blind spots.
Previously, the life and death battle with the leopard had seemed incomparably tragic and thrilling, but now that he thought about it, it felt like two children doing housework.
Ding Meng took two steps forward and lightly flicked the tip of the knife with the tip of his foot. The light and shadow spun in circles and flew into his hand. If it was before yesterday, Ding Meng would have been able to do this after a long period of practice. However, it was very difficult to control the strength of the knife perfectly. Now that he had become an origin ability user, Ding Meng felt that as long as it was an object nearby, he would be able to accurately control it.
Ding Meng stretched out two fingers and pinched the blade. Then, with a gentle twist, the military knife made of alloy was bent 90 degrees. The light that the leopard was so proud of turned into scrap metal in Ding Meng's hands.
At this moment, Little Rascal said, "Ding Meng, I think there's someone at the entrance."
"How did you know?"
Ding Meng had actually sensed it as well. He had always been very vigilant, and his telekinetic vision had also been improving along with his cultivation. Now, through his perception, he could vaguely see a group of blurry figures moving in the passage through the thick steel gate.
Little Rascal chuckled. "Haha, you've been cultivating for an entire day. Your strength has improved, so of course I've improved as well."
Ding Meng didn't respond to her question. Instead, he muttered to himself, "If there's someone up there who's the first to find this place, then it's definitely Machine Gun."
Little Rascal didn't understand. "Why?"
Ding Meng said, "Because Machine Gun is the most familiar with this place, and only his subordinates have a drill torch."
Little Rascal said, "According to my calculations, the efficiency of the workers' drill torch is as high as 79%. The laboratory door is made of four-elemental alloy, so the corrosion rate is 83%. They won't have a problem coming in."
"Then how long will it take for them to get in?" Ding Meng asked with a frown. There was nowhere to hide in this laboratory hall.
Little Rascal was already counting down. "5, 4, 3, 2 …"
When she counted to one, the steel gate suddenly collapsed. Eight or nine searchlights shone in, followed by a large group of people.
Machine Gun was a little surprised to see Ding Meng standing straight in the middle of the hall.
There had been no news of Leopard since yesterday, and none of his brothers in the mine had seen him either. Machine Gun knew that Leopard had most likely been killed by Ding Meng. Now that Ding Meng was standing there, perfectly fine, Machine Gun had no choice but to re-evaluate this person. He no longer treated Ding Meng as a newcomer. Newcomers didn't have the guts or the skills to do such a thing.
However, when Ding Meng saw Machine Gun, a fiery rage rose in his heart. This was because he saw Little Four lying on the ground in a mangled mess of flesh and blood. He looked just like the 'child' numbered 4033 at the square the other day.
Ding Meng used his telekinesis vision to check on Little Four. He found that Little Four was in a very bad condition. His breathing was already very weak.
Little Rascal said, "Ding Meng, Little Four is now 78% weak. 13 teeth on both sides of his mouth are missing, 9 ribs in his chest are broken, his left calf is 67% fractured, and 3 toes on his right foot are shattered …"
Ding Meng stopped listening because he saw Little Four sneak a glance at him. Little Four nodded slightly, and then closed his eyes weakly.
This look was enough to explain a lot. Little Four had not come down for a long time because Machine Gun and his gang were looking for Ding Meng everywhere. Little Four had already done his best to buy time for himself to recover.
Ding Meng took a deep breath and took two steps forward. He pointed at Little Four's body and asked everyone, "Who did this?"
Machine Gun and the others looked at each other in shock.
Ding Meng said coldly, "I'll ask you one more time. Who did this?"
"Hahahahaha." Everyone suddenly burst into laughter. Some of them were even holding their stomachs as they laughed.
Ding Meng said with a sullen face, "This is not funny."
A bare-chested Bald Head man walked out from the crowd. He was very muscular, and there was a strange tattoo of a wolf's head on his chest. It was obvious that he was a cruel person.
"You probably don't know why everyone is laughing at you."
The Bald Head man had a mocking smile on his face. "Because you're so good at acting. Even I almost thought that you were a big boss. Hahahaha."
Ding Meng was cold and expressionless. "I know you. You're Wild Wolf. You're Machine Gun's right-hand man."
"Hahahahaha." Wild Wolf raised his head and laughed again. "You have some eyes. You actually know Master Wolf."
He then pointed at Xiao Si, who was curled up in the corner, and said arrogantly, "Kid, open your dog eyes and look carefully. It was your Master Wolf who did this. I'm already giving you face by taking care of this piece of trash. You come over, or I come over. It's your choice. How do you want to die?"
After that, he crossed his arms in front of his chest and stood proudly with his chin raised high. He looked like he didn't take Ding Meng seriously at all.
"Very good."
Ding Meng was still expressionless, and his tone was still calm. "I also want to tell you something."
Wild Wolf laughed disdainfully. "What bullsh * t do you have? Hurry up and tell me."
Ding Meng's tone suddenly became cold. "You're going to be in trouble soon …"
Before he could finish his sentence, in Wild Wolf's eyes, Ding Meng's figure suddenly became blurry. It was just like the holographic projection a second before it disappeared.
Not good!
Wolf felt the danger, but he had no way to dodge.
In the next second, Ding Meng was already in front of him. He did not even see how Ding Meng attacked. All he felt was an earth-shattering blow. He did not feel the second blow at all. He did not even feel any pain.
Then, he was sent flying. Only when he hit a control panel did he realize that his jaw and upper jaw were completely dislocated. His teeth were dripping with blood as they fell to the ground one by one …
Only then did he feel fear. A kind of fear that could make a person go crazy and collapse surged from the bottom of his heart. He suddenly cried out, "Wuuuuah!" This cry was really like a wild wolf in the wilderness whose throat was being cut.
The laughter in the surroundings stopped abruptly, and the entire hall became deathly quiet. Only the howling of the wild wolves could be heard echoing in the darkness.
Hearing this cry, everyone felt as if their throats were being strangled. Even their breathing stopped. What frightened them even more was Ding Meng's cold and indifferent voice.
Ding Meng stared at Wild Wolf and said word by word, "I won't let you die. I'll make you wish you were dead."
Machine Gun usually liked to say this sentence, and it did not matter if you heard it too much. But when it came from Ding Meng's mouth, it was particularly terrifying.