Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1549 - 744:

"Additionally, this material is breathable and sweat-wicking, doesn’t absorb water, and won’t hold onto grease or grime, making it extremely easy to clean. I think it’s perfectly suitable to be your everyday exercise and battle garments, wouldn’t you agree?"

Fang Cheng’s heart stirred slightly.

Clearly, through the Truth Stele, Zheng Hongxin had witnessed him sitting naked at the bottom of the sea, engulfed in flames, during meditation.

The old man feared that as the dignified Chairman of the True Thought Society, Fang Cheng would appear indecent by fighting tidily clothed, hence he rummaged through the warehouse to find this top-tier material for Fang Cheng to cover himself with.

Fang Cheng lifted his head and took a deep look at the old man across from him:

"Chairman Zheng, you are considerate, thank you."

"Ah, you flatter me."

Zheng Hongxin, flattered and a bit overwhelmed, waved his hand:

"As long as you like it, Chairman. This fabric was obtained by the third Chairman a century ago, and it’s been locked away in the warehouse ever since."

"For us ordinary mutants, it’s just a rare antique, not capable of blocking the impact of a shell, hence not very useful."

"But for a top-tier expert like you with a powerful physique, it’s definitely an enhancement."

He paused for a moment and then inquired:

"I intend to hire Xia Country’s top fashion designer to tailor it for you. Do you think it should be a retro robe or a modern practice clothes set?"

Fang Cheng, holding the lightweight Jiao Xiu, thought briefly before replying:

"A pair of shorts and a tight T-shirt for practice will suffice, the simpler, the better."

The piece of Jiao Xiu is not very large; forcefully making a full set of long-sleeve and trousers would be futile.

Plus, although the fabric has high resilience, unaffected by water or fire, it’s too thin to buffer blunt force strikes.

Facing real divine weapons, it doesn’t provide absolute defense either.

Fang Cheng values it solely to cover his robust body, prone to expansion and ignition during battles.

Previously, dealing with transformation, he spent a fortune buying those so-called "aerospace-grade special fiber" red underwear.

And the result?

Every time his muscles expanded, accompanied by the bursting of True Qi, his surface temperature neared a furnace.

Those special fibers, claiming high-temperature and corrosion resistance, could withstand at most one transformation.

Post-battle, the material would be burnt crisp, torn into countless pieces with a slight pull.

Now his control of True Qi Emission had reached an immaculate level, not harming nearby innocent plants.

Yet clothes directly touching his skin still face the test of terrifying high temperatures.

Otherwise, finishing each battle searching naked for clothes or a new pair of underwear would be wasteful and embarrassing.

This Jiao Xiu is practically tailor-made "Unbreakable Battle Armor" for him.

With this thought, Fang Cheng placed the fabric back in its box and curiously asked:

"Chairman Zheng, where did the True Thought Society acquire this piece of Jiao Xiu? Could it truly have been woven by the Merfolk in the sea?"

Fang Cheng recalled those seaweed green monsters with thick claws and dull minds.

Expecting those clumsy Deep Sea Demon Monsters to diligently work on a weaving loom underwater?

The mere thought of this scenario seemed absurd.

"We’re not clear on the exact craftsmanship."

Zheng Hongxin pondered momentarily before explaining:

"Decades ago, the third Chairman explored the deep sea in an old-fashioned diving apparatus, encountered a water pressure crisis, and was saved by a secluded ancient Merfolk clan. Using ship supplies, he exchanged with the Merfolk leader for this piece of Jiao Xiu."

"As for where the Merfolk got the technology, or where they picked it from, it’s untraceable; Elders speculate this might originate from the door in oceanic ruins, the Otherworld."

"During the annual deep-sea tide eruption, many non-earthly materials flow from that door. Such as the relics of ancient behemoths, luminous peculiar jewels, and this Jiao Xiu was likely a product of the surge, collected by the Merfolk as treasure."

At this point, Zheng Hongxin shifted from idle chat to serious focus.

"Chairman, I dare to ask."

His eyes showed a hint of gravity, cautiously exploring:

"Wasn’t it during your meditation in the Changyuan Trench that you might have crossed the ’Heavenly Human Limit,’ or spiritually transformed into the divine illumination domain, catching glimpses of beings you shouldn’t have seen?"

Fang Cheng paused with his teacup in hand.

Without hiding, he calmly nodded:

"I suppose so. The spiritual level indeed broke through a major barrier, greatly benefiting."

Hiss—

Zheng Hongxin gasped deeply, though expected, receiving confirmation was still shocking.

Calming his mood, he lowered his voice, unprecedentedly solemn:

"Chairman, that’s partly why I urgently communicated via the Truth Stele, seeking your return to headquarters. It concerns your life foundation, not to be taken lightly."

Fang Cheng set his teacup down, his gaze focused:

"Oh? Tell me more."

"Here’s the thing."

Zheng Hongxin gently coughed then began narrating:

"Within the Abnormal World, a concept prevails that ordinary human bodies have an absolute threshold, whether in Spiritual Telekinesis or physical vitality."

"Forcibly crossing that boundary means breaking the original biological gene chain, challenging the law of nature."

"Ancient texts state, ’The Way of heaven, reduces surplus and complements shortage; The Way of humanity, reduces shortage and gives to surplus.’"

"To defy heaven, surpass ’Heavenly Human Limit,’ invites revolt from one’s physique and nature’s law."

He straightened, gaze fixed intently at Fang Cheng:

"The most lethal issue is—energy."

"Breaking the limit often happens in an instant, through realization and genetic mutation. But stabilizing this new realm, avoiding bodily collapse, necessitates immense, continuous Life Energy for support."

Zheng Hongxin offered a straightforward analogy:

"It’s akin to upgrading a machine with the most advanced blueprints. Yet, the materials are still ordinary steel, and there’s no high-purity fuel matching its level."

"Forceful operation seems potent short-term, but long-term wear exponentially increases."

"Without matching fuel, the engine burns easily, regressing advancement and resulting in total physical collapse."

Listening, Fang Cheng’s eyes lowered, his fingers tightened around the teacup.

Zheng Hongxin evidently witnessed the astonishing phenomena during Fang Cheng’s deep-sea cultivation via the Truth Stele, and worried he lacked knowledge despite crossing the threshold, thus spoke up.

Unbeknownst to him, Fang Cheng held a thriving Dantian Qi Sea and mastered Martial Arts’ "Refining Qi and Transforming God," counteracting spiritual consumption.

Nevertheless, Zheng Hongxin’s theory profoundly impacted Fang Cheng.

Every time his body Attributes exceeded the eighty-point mark, he’d face an extreme hunger sensation.

He thought this "binge-eating" state was a unique side effect of his system.

Now, it seems mutants facing upgrades and limits in this world also encounter biological energy depletion.

"So then?"

Fang Cheng raised his gaze, following the topic:

"If unable to promptly replenish Life Energy, what happens?"

Zheng Hongxin sighed, his face somber as if recalling unspeakable tales:

"Insatiable desire. That deep-seated thirst lingers lifelong. Utilizing transcendent abilities drains life essence and intensifies the hunger."

"To survive and compensate for energy deficits from evolution, the breaker must consume high-level nutrients extensively."

The old man paced to the window, motioning to the pouring rain outside:

"Earth’s environment, you know, is pathetically lacking Spiritual Energy, unable to grow high-nutrient Heavenly Treasures. Regular livestock, even eating a hundred, can’t fill the enormous gap post-limit."

"Thus, those without avenues, in frenzied hunger, eventually target their kin—humans."