[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-high-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er":3,"chapter-high-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er-high-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er-chapter-59":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","High Martial World: Getting Strong by Grinding Er Lang Shen's Talent",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2330426,4558,"Chapter 59: Reactions from All Sides (Request Follows)","high-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er-chapter-59",59,"\u003Cp>Tianhai City, inside Linhai No. 1 Base\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boom!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of Hercules transport vehicles, over fifty meters long and forty-two meters wide, constructed from black specialized metal, marched like stubborn steel monsters, caked in blood and claw marks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They slowly rolled into the massive base factory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were over ten other giant entryways; inside, the factory spanned thousands of square meters, divided into dozens of zones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless large machines and transport devices filled the space, alongside humans in varied uniforms busily working.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Crash!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An eight-meter-high partition opened; several thick, black-and-red mechanical arms clamped out massive corpses, dropping them to the floor amid torrents of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Group Eight, follow me—dismantle the Level Two Disaster Beasts.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A group of people clad in full-body white suits, wielding sharp knives of various sizes, swiftly approached the beast corpses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Plop!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Splash!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing Disaster Beasts over four to five meters in size, they skillfully sliced open the hides with ease, dismantling the corpses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In moments, countless bloody organs, limbs, and flesh were separated, sorted, and loaded onto white mechanical carts for transport.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More corpses arrived quickly; the team resumed their work—they were the base’s butchers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half an hour\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Group Eight, take an hour’s break!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The team leader said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Phew~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group exhaled in relief, left the factory area, and entered another zone—a spacious, sterile washroom—where powerful water jets rinsed blood from their protective suits and disinfected them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the clean room, Lin Zhen peeled off his protective suit; sweat streamed down his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sat down wearily, gulped down a functional drink, and gripped his left arm, where pain throbbed steadily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Lin, you need two days off—keep going like this and you’ll break down.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Zhe walked over, wiping sweat with a towel, frowning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhen shook his head: “Can’t do that—I need to earn more money.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rubbed ointment onto his prosthetic limb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Zhe sighed: “My fault—I shouldn’t have brought you here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ding!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao Qi just signed a B-class contract with Chiqiong Martial Arts Hall.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Lin Zhen checked his phone while applying ointment, he leapt to his feet in shock—his fatigue and pain vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Zhe leaned over to look, astonished: “It’s from Xiao Yi—must be true.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao Qi really signed a B-class contract with Chiqiong Martial Arts Hall,” Fang Zhe exclaimed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What? What did I hear?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Lin, your son signed a B-class contract? No way—that’s incredible!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Other coworkers gathered to offer congratulations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their supervisor, a burly middle-aged man, rushed over upon hearing the news.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Lin, you’re off tomorrow and the day after—your pay’s raised ten percent.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zhen’s face lit up: “Thank you, boss!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others felt envy—Old Lin’s son, a B-class contract prodigy, meant a bright future ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Zhe smiled with relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He decided: once they earned enough before Spring Festival, they’d return home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chiqiong Martial Arts Hall\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Guanli walked into an empty elevator; the next second, a towering figure stepped in beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The newcomer had a gleaming, polished bald head, a face full of thick flesh, and an exceptionally muscular frame over two meters one tall—resembling an ancient general.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Director Lu!” Sun Guanli greeted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Director Lu offered a grim smile:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sun Guanli, I just heard Old Yue personally signed a prodigy named Lin Qi.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I checked—he ranked 288th in Tianhai’s monthly exam, decent martial arts skill, Star Rank.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But a prodigy like that doesn’t deserve a B-class contract—especially not with Old Yue himself handling the signing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Yue’s judgment must’ve declined after going to Linhai—he’s gotten sloppy,” Director Lu shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Guanli frowned but dared not speak further—it involved two directors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, the elevator reached the top floor; Sun Guanli relayed the matter to Yue Feng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yue Feng stood by the window, looking down over the surrounding buildings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let him mock.” “The outcome isn’t decided yet—everything remains uncertain. No one knows what the future holds.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the martial arts chamber\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi set down his spear, feeling his whole body thrumming—the meal he’d eaten warmed his stomach like a furnace, even overloading him with excess energy, leaving him hyper-energized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He changed into the provided martial arts uniform and began practicing forms to release the energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh~ Huh~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi’s breathing deepened, his body heated, face flushed, and white steam began radiating from his skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waves of heat surged into every corner of his body; if not consumed, most would be wasted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bang! Bang!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He curled his palms into tiger claws and slammed them forward, mobilizing his blood and qi; as his muscles surged in motion, the blood and qi began refining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi executed move after move; the heat surged deeper, endless power flooding into his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt like a dam brimming with water, needing release.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finishing the Tiger Form, he seamlessly switched to the Crane Form, repeating them over and over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nutrient meal was greedily absorbed by his enhanced stomach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Roar~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi roared like a tiger, embodying a hunting beast; moments later, he transformed into a crane spreading its wings in the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body became a massive furnace; in the heat, his awareness sank into every muscle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like forging steel—removing impurities, retaining essence—until his muscles hardened into steel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Through diligent training, your blood qi has broken through—blood qi +0.15]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Through Five Forms Fist, your proficiency has improved—Fist Skill +1%]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Blood Qi: 8.85 → 9.0]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Fist Skill: Stage Two 16% → 17%]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi exhaled a heavy breath from his chest, stirring a breeze—revealing his extraordinary lung capacity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Awesome!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sweat streamed down his face; Lin Qi felt exhilarated—today was a great day: he’d signed a B-class contract, and his blood qi had broken through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All thanks to Director Yue’s twenty-thousand-credit nutrient meal—its effect is incredible, leagues beyond the school’s,” Lin Qi thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While resting, Lin Qi used his phone to message staff at Zhongming and Heiyao Martial Arts Halls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He notified them he’d signed with Chiqiong Martial Arts Hall, specifically highlighting it was a B-class contract.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Zhongming Martial Arts Hall, when Dongfang Qi saw the message, she froze:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He actually signed a B-class contract?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did Chiqiong’s staff take fake pills?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She screenshot the message and sent it to the deputy supervisor, who said nothing—only sighed with a resentful look; he’d been first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What a shame!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Heiyao Martial Arts Hall, after initial shock, the staff notified their supervisor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fat supervisor burst into laughter:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All day hunting geese—finally got pecked in the eye.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m certain Chiqiong got scammed. I was smart to avoid it early.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can’t wait to see Sun Wang’s face when he regrets this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That evening, Lin Qi, his mother Fang Huiyi, and Sun Guanli had dinner together in Chiqiong Martial Arts Hall’s cafeteria.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then they escorted Fang Huiyi home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the martial arts hall’s main gate, Lin Qi waved as his mother’s private car drove away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sun Guanli, no need to trouble you further,” Lin Qi turned and thanked him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good, feel free to contact me anytime.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Supervisor Sun nodded, then walked into the building and soon vanished from view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not far away, Guo Heng had just stepped out of a luxury car and happened to see this scene; he froze in surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This scene matched exactly what Lü Xiang and the other two had described; he stepped closer and asked in confusion:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lin Qi, what’s going on here? Why are you so close to Supervisor Sun?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah Heng, you're here!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Tao walked out through the main entrance, spotted Guo Heng, and greeted him with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah Heng, let’s find another place to talk,\" Lin Qi said with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1269,"2026-06-20T20:27:41.493Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","122d141b8447ade6f582bc9d999b9462ec93f458e9699074312d0e219d430198","high-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er-chapter-60","high-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er-chapter-58",992,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhigh-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er-cover.jpg"]