Chapter 79: Brain Is Active, Muscles Are Thinking! (End of Month, Requesting Monthly Votes)

Pain! Intense pain!

It felt like his skull was about to shatter, his brain matter squeezed out!

When Fang Can’s iron fist struck Qu Hua’s forehead, he felt as if a locomotive had rammed him.

“Thud!”

With a shockwave in the air, the atmosphere rippled like water disturbed by a stone.

Severely wounded, Qu Hua’s consciousness grew dim, nearly slipping into unconsciousness.

But before losing awareness, his eyes saw a terrifying sight.

In his vision, the figure of Fang Can swinging his fist split apart, then instantly appeared beside another teammate.

“Two Fang Cans… three Fang Cans…”

The other two Fang Cans struck simultaneously, their fists still heavy and powerful.

Amid a roar of terrifying force, the three who had intended to launch a combined attack were all flung backward, crashing into the stone wall at the edge of the stadium, motionless.

After delivering that blow, the other two Fang Cans vanished like bubbles, leaving only one Fang Can standing there.

“How is this possible…” Li Yuqi, watching from afar, could hardly believe it—shocked not only by her teammate’s swift defeat, but also by Fang Can’s one-man, three-form illusion.

This kind of clone ability had never been shown in any movie—how had Fang Can done it?

“It’s speed,” the three flung men groaned, dazed but making their judgment.

Without studying math and science, life is full of magic.

The so-called clones were an illusion caused by Fang Can’s extreme speed.

Because he struck nearly simultaneously from three different positions, light deceived the eyes, creating the illusion of multiple bodies.

In total darkness, Fang Can stopped attacking and stood motionless.

“Too reckless,” Fang Can sighed inwardly.

With added gravity, his punches were harder to control; deprived of his senses, he didn’t even know who he’d hit—he relied entirely on his body’s instinct and force.

Just fight, but blindfolded? Are you trying to kill someone?

“So… please don’t let me kill you,” Fang Can sincerely pleaded inwardly.

Sure enough, the next moment his vision returned—he saw the red rubber track, cracked open to reveal asphalt, and the three superhumans embedded in the stone wall at a distance.

With his senses restored, he sensed their steady heartbeats, easing his tension—at least they weren’t dead.

The others, fearing Fang Can might strike again, deactivated their abilities and rushed to check their teammates.

Seeing their teammates bruised purple and blue but all unconscious, they sighed in relief—at least they weren’t scattered in pieces.

“Sorry, I couldn’t hold back after my senses were blocked—my strikes were too rough.”

As Fang Can approached, the group flinched instinctively, then relaxed when they realized this guy wasn’t an enemy.

“It’s fine, it’s fine—they’re just unconscious, they’ll be fine after resting,” Li Yuqi waved hastily, then asked curiously: “How hard did you hit them?”

“About seventy percent,” Fang Can smiled, adding silently: “Yeah, seventy percent of my normal strength.”

“By the way, Qu Hua said we need to equip citizens with basic self-defense skills,” Liu Cheng said beside him.

“So we’d like some authority over city command to organize defenses—if handled well, we can greatly reduce civilian casualties during the Carnival.”

“Do whatever you like,” Fang Can nodded in agreement—even if they hadn’t asked, he’d have ordered the mayor to do the same.

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Lying on the cold ground, Qu Hua slowly regained consciousness and looked up to see his teammates gathered around him.

“You’re awake,” Li Yuqi said coolly beside him.

“Where’s Fang Can?” Qu Hua tried to rise, but a sharp pain shot through his cervical spine at the slightest movement.

“He left long ago. Didn’t expect the gap to be this big—I thought we could win,” Li Yuqi said disappointedly; her cultivation plan had almost succeeded.

“That punch nearly gave me a near-death experience—how could we win?” Qu Hua muttered, stunned by Fang Can’s monstrous strength.

“But it’s good news too—at least Fang Can’s strength means more power for our side, since we’re on the same team.”

“By the way, did you mention the city command authority?” Qu Hua asked.

“Fang Can has no objections. From now on, we’ll handle the city’s armed deployment,” Liu Cheng said beside him.

“Perfect. We’ve got all the raw materials—let’s build a complete firearms production line in the next few weeks.”

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In the following period, Fang Can maintained his persona, staying indoors without stepping out.

But as time passed, Fang Can not only turned his muscles into something like a brain—he made his brain take on the nature of muscle.

In the dim room, Fang Can sat cross-legged on the floor, his gaze resolute, as if performing some profoundly serious task.

Indeed he was: as his brain became muscular, he was attempting to think with his muscles, using his brain tissue to generate force and execute movements.

Because Fang Can could activate only one trait at a time, when his brain became muscular, he could no longer think—he had to let his brain-like muscles replace thought.

At this moment, his brain tissue was like a muscle that had atrophied from long disuse—difficult to control.

“Move! My brain! I command you to move!” Fang Can’s entire body screamed silently.

The next moment, under muscle control, his brain slowly stirred, tightened, and coalesced into a dense mass.

This was his brain exercising muscle traits—gradually applying force.

But he couldn’t hold it long. He collapsed backward as if drained of all strength, his mind throbbing with pain as if splitting open.

Seeing Fang Can about to fall, Jiang Ningan stepped forward to catch him, then asked anxiously: “Did you succeed?”

“It’s difficult. The brain has never been exercised before—it has no such function in the genes. Even now that it has muscle properties, I must try step by step, like rehabilitation after a patient recovers.”

Fang Can said calmly, enduring the tearing pain.

Indeed, making the brain run on its own was still difficult.

“Next, I need to rest and try something else—like implanting skull hardness, kidney self-filtration, heart’s blood-pumping function—all throughout my body.”

Fang Can stated his view calmly.

But on the other side, as time passed, criminals from across the nation had begun mobilizing.

In a certain prison, batches of criminals were loaded onto trucks, transported like cargo.

In classrooms, government officials calmly read out the list of participants for the Carnival.

Only three days remained until the Carnival!

Chapter 77—I accidentally deleted it and spent ages recovering it—scared me to death!

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