Chapter 70: Reborn Tang San

As Fang Can walked into the bathroom, Hearing Liu Qingmeng surveyed the furnishings in the room and let out a soft sigh.

"So this is another world, indeed completely different as you said."

Jiang Ningan nodded in agreement beside her: "This world emulates nature, using natural principles to construct mechanical devices, and also has strange people known as 【Superpower Users】."

"According to my investigation, unlike martial artists who are unreasonable, those strange people seem to be incarnations of reason itself."

Hearing Liu Qingmeng lifted her head slightly, indicating her agreement with Jiang Ningan's description.

Although what martial artists and strange people display appears similar, their internal workings are vastly different.

A scout-type Superpower User's ability is simply to obtain information about the opponent.

No matter how much it is developed, it is impossible to manifest an axe to strike someone; this is fixed the instant the ability is acquired.

But martial artists are different; all power is drawn from belief.

Even if your inheritance at this moment is a healing ability, once your Dao heart shatters and you fall into demonic deviation, your entire cultivation will change, potentially birthing a new ability inheritance.

'However... since we have come to this world, we must thoroughly search it.'

Hearing Liu Qingmeng glanced toward the bathroom and said no more; her body began to split, and before long another figure appeared.

"Master, this is..." Jiang Ningan asked, confused by what she saw.

"Leaving a portion of spiritual energy as a precaution, the rest will go to test the quality of those strange people."

Hearing Liu Qingmeng explained; as her words fell, one of the avatars had already vanished from the room.

With a pleasant mood, Fang Can finished bathing in the bathroom and stepped out, feeling refreshed.

Upon coming out, he saw Hearing Liu Qingmeng browsing information on the computer with curiosity, while Jiang Ningan carefully provided guidance.

The two beautiful girls leaned together; in Fang Can's eyes, this scene appeared infinitely peaceful and serene, a time of quiet beauty.

Moreover, now that Jiang Ningan's injuries have healed and with Hearing Liu Qingmeng nearby, he felt that even if they couldn't rule the entire Z City, self-preservation should be more than sufficient.

Smiling, Fang Can, unusually, did not cultivate; instead, just as he had thought earlier, he took out food and drinks to prepare for a wonderful movie night.

He was not a robot unaware of enjoyment; naturally, he needed some leisure time, so tonight he would rest normally for once.

On the other side, four days had passed since the complete lockdown of Z City; during this period, all signals outward were blocked.

Externally, the authorities announced that this Carnival Day was selected for Z City, causing some pessimists worried about being chosen to relax.

In the suburbs of Z City, a young man with the title Li Huowang laughed raucously at everything on the screens before him, occasionally excitedly slapping the table in front of him.

Before him were dozens of screens, the protagonist in each screen being a muscular youth with blue hair.

After these days of perverted development, they successfully cloned one thousand bodies according to the template of Tang San from "Douluo Dalu" and implanted corresponding memories via mental ability users.

Next, the Infinite Protagonist Project could officially begin.

In a certain pure white secret room, Tang San's consciousness slowly woke; as his eyes opened slightly, his gaze turned toward the unfamiliar ceiling.

Tang San felt he had been asleep for a long time.

"You are awake..." a friendly and warm voice sounded beside Tang San's ear; he instinctively turned his head and saw an old man in a white coat looking at him.

Only then did he realize he was situated within a complex patterned formation, with faint light floating up from the bloody red formation beneath him.

"I am..." Tang San blurted out instinctively, then felt a wave of dizziness in his head.

The Sea God's Nine Trials, Xiao Wu, the Trident, the Buddha's Flame Lotus...

Countless memories surged from his mind; the last thing he remembered was that he should have inherited the Sea God's divine throne, so how did he end up here?

"My Profound Heaven Art, my Sea God Trident, my terrifying and massive physical strength are all gone," Tang San said, his mindset somewhat unbalanced.

"Think carefully, hero from another world; all memories should be in your mind," the old man said with a smile.

Following the old man's words, Tang San instinctively covered his head as a flood of memories poured out from his mind.

"O summoners of heroes from other worlds, the magic array beneath you can summon the souls of powerful beings from other realms into physical bodies, hoping these reincarnated heroes will fight to save this world."

'That is to say, my power has completely vanished, and I must cultivate anew here, and all this is because this world needs to be saved?' Tang San asked.

Understanding his situation, Tang San already felt an impulse to destroy the world arise in his heart.

But circumstances were stronger than the individual; having lost all his power, Tang San could only force himself to calm down, smiling as he said:

"I understand my mission now; it is to save this world, is it not? If so, is there any method for me to quickly regain the power of my past life?"

"Of course there is." The old man in the white coat had been waiting for this very sentence; smiling, he pulled a technique from behind his back.

"This is the Profound Heaven Art you cultivated in your past life; next, you only need to cultivate diligently, and before long, the God King will surely return to his peak."

"Profound Heaven Art?" Tang San instinctively took the book.

Perhaps due to his soul being drawn from another world, he indeed could not recall the specific content of the Profound Heaven Art.

Gently opening the book, the content described inside was not much different from his memories.

In the monitoring room, Li Huowang's laughter never stopped.

That Profound Heaven Art was indeed something he had fabricated in a few hours, but who says a fabricated technique cannot be cultivated?

This is idealist martial arts; these guys are all human wish-granting machines; even holding a fake technique, they can make the fake real.

You must know that the Profound Heaven Art is considered a sewer-level technique in countless novels; the time required to manifest it should not be long.

Next, we will see what results these Tang Sans can achieve.

Among the countless screens before Li Huowang, each Tang San was guided by their respective researchers.

Each person held a different script and experienced different things; some were reincarnated, some were reborn, some were summoned heroes saving the world, ensuring saturated use of the samples.

'If the first batch yields good results, next we can try cloning other protagonists.' Li Huowang laughed wildly: "Come forth, endless protagonists!"

Accompanying his laughter, with a huge boom, Hearing Liu Qingmeng's figure arrived directly above the underground base, hovering in mid-air.

'This should be where those strange people are located.'

She looked coldly at the base below and pointed her jade-like right hand gently downward.

"Boom!!!"

In the next instant, terrifying Lei Guang raged.

A massive tunnel, ten meters in radius and extending hundreds of meters deep into the earth, was blasted open with a thunderous boom.

(End of this chapter)