CHAPTER 390: CHAPTER 171: CHANGE IN VITAL ENERGY, LIFE AND DEATH IN A MOMENT!

Zhang Beixing was extremely hungry. He felt he could swallow a cow whole at that moment. This wasn’t an exaggeration, but a fact!

Having surpassed the human Physical Limit, Zhang Beixing’s appetite had become incredibly large. Now that he was a Great Grandmaster and had created an Ultimate Skill with superb effects, his nutritional needs had grown even greater. Not to mention, he had been starving for two days and two nights. The fact he hadn’t resorted to gnawing on tree bark already spoke volumes about his self-control!

Eat, eat, eat!

That was the only thought left in Zhang Beixing’s mind.

Urged by his hunger, Zhang Beixing sprinted down the mountain, taking large strides. He was so intent on his goal that he didn’t notice the bluestone paving tiles on the mountain path. Moments after he stepped on them,

BANG—

CRACK—

A dull thud and a sharp crack sounded one after another. The bluestone tiles Zhang Beixing had stepped on were now riddled with fissures!

THUMP, THUMP, THUMP—

The sound of footsteps gradually faded as more and more tiles shattered under Zhang Beixing’s steps.

Before long, Zhang Beixing descended the mountain and entered the military camp.

「Shortly after he left.」

A soldier responsible for sweeping the rear mountain area came over, humming a tune and carrying a broom and dustpan.

He was preparing to clean up as usual and then sneak off to a shady spot to slack off. But when he glanced at the scene before him, he was stunned! On this bluestone path, which he had walked and swept countless times, a bluestone tile was shattered every two or three meters, the damage extending continuously into the camp!

"???"

"WTF??"

"Who the hell did this?"

The soldier, recovering from the shock, started shouting loudly!

Who had the audacity to cause destruction in a military zone? And crucially, the destruction had occurred in the area he was responsible for cleaning. The bluestone paving was shattered to smithereens; how the hell was he supposed to sweep this mess!

No way, I have to find this person! Otherwise, the captain will tear me apart when he comes for inspection and sees this!

But damn, how am I supposed to find them?

The soldier muttered to himself. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed white imprints on the concrete ground and furrowed his brow.

He remembered the grounds of their unit were always immaculate. The rear mountain area, especially, was usually pristine since few people went there. But now, these white imprints had appeared, and with such regularity.

Could this also be that person’s doing?

The soldier whispered to himself, considering the possibility. Then, broom and dustpan in hand, he followed the white imprints on the ground.

The soldier rushed along, pushing himself to his limits. Finally, at the edge of his vision, he saw the figure of Zhang Beixing sprinting away.

He recognized Zhang Beixing as the man who practiced boxing daily on the mountaintop, a friend of Colonel Huo. The soldier was just about to call out to Zhang Beixing to ask if he had seen anyone suspicious. However, before he could speak, the scene unfolding before him left him dumbfounded!

He saw Zhang Beixing’s foot touch the ground, instantly leaving behind a clear white imprint! And this imprint wasn’t just similar—it was a perfect match to the ones he had seen at the foot of the mountain!

"Holy shit!" the soldier exclaimed in shock.

While chasing, he’d considered various possibilities for how the fissures had appeared: chips from sharp tools, impacts from heavy objects, even the possibility that someone, out of sheer boredom, had deliberately smashed them with a hammer. Yet, he had never imagined that this destruction was caused by someone simply stomping their feet!

"What???"

The soldier watched as Zhang Beixing continued to leave white imprints with every step, his mind reeling, unable to comprehend it!

However, he soon regained his composure and quickly went to find his captain to report the matter. The captain, skeptical at first, was also stunned after seeing the cracks extending from the foot of the mountain. He then continued to report it up the chain of command.

「By the time Huo Honghao learned of this and rushed over.」

Zhang Beixing had already arrived in the cafeteria.

Gazing at the food, with its enticing appearance and tantalizing aroma, Zhang Beixing felt his appetite surge. He rapidly walked to the cutlery area and picked up a dinner plate. Then...

CRUNCH—

An unpleasant, grating sound suddenly came from Zhang Beixing’s hand. Hearing this, everyone present frowned and looked over. They saw Zhang Beixing standing by the cutlery, the metal dinner plate in his hand already visibly bent by his grip. Clearly, he had made the noise.

"What’s he doing? There’s perfectly good food, and here he is mangling a plate?"

"Wait, is that the real issue here? The real issue is how on earth he managed to bend the plate like that! Even if it’s not pure iron, it’s not something you can just casually break!"

"Damn, so this is a martial artist? Terrifying! With that kind of hand strength, he could probably twist my head clean off!"

"..."

The soldiers buzzed with discussion, utterly shocked as they watched Zhang Beixing.

Zhang Beixing, however, stared at the now crushed dinner plate in his hand, momentarily stunned.

Wait, I didn’t even use any force. How did just lightly picking up this dinner plate make it end up like this?