Another day passed, and Wang Xuan, who never left his gun, finally felt he had recovered sufficiently, so he began contemplating the use of the accelerator again.
"As long as I maintain balance, keep my body filled with energy and blood, and consume nutrient liquid to replenish my resources, there shouldn't be a problem."
After what happened last time when he accelerated three points of source power all at once, Wang Xuan dared not try such a reckless act again, fearing he might turn into a mummy.
Once more secluding himself, Wang Xuan embarked on his medicinal frenzy, consuming large amounts of supplements. While others worried about overdoing it, he was entirely untroubled by such concerns; he only feared inadequate nutrition.
Feeling full, even down to his reproductive organs which seemed to rise to attention, Wang Xuan naturally knew this was the sign of over-supplementation.
Still with a belly full of Qi supplement pills and nutrient liquid, he pressed the accelerator's button, directly accelerating one unit of source power.
A familiar warm flow spread from his brain, spurring his circulating Life Generating Technique to charge forward like a small train, giving Wang Xuan a euphoric feeling with noticeable progress in his cultivation technique and body repair.
Wang Xuan also discovered good news: while his Life Generating Technique was running swiftly, not only did the consumption of energy and blood stimulate vital energy, but the nutrients in his stomach quickly broke down and transformed to fuel his Life Generating Technique.
With just one unit of acceleration, not only was Wang Xuan's energy and blood not depleted, but it was even more full.
For Wang Xuan, this was truly joyful news, as now he did not have to wait every time for digestion and replenishment of depleted energy and blood before using the accelerator again.
"So, as long as there are enough nutrient liquids or pills to replenish energy and blood, I can keep using the accelerator continuously?"
With this conclusion, Wang Xuan took out all the medicinal materials, grain avoidance pills, nutrient liquids, Qi supplement pills, and fierce beast meat from home, laying out to consume them all completely.
A few minutes later, the floor was littered with empty bottles, ready for Wang Xuan to try accelerating again.
One unit, then another unit; Wang Xuan still felt nothing amiss, though the consumption of nutrients was noticeably high.
Thus, Wang Xuan went all-out, using ten points of source power at once, adding to the four units from yesterday and the previous one, totaling fifteen units.
But it was just these fifteen units that made Wang Xuan feel that his Life Generating Technique was nearing the peak of the first layer late stage, with substantial progress.
Looking at the empty leftovers of supplements he'd consumed, Wang Xuan withdrew his outstretched hand, seemingly feeling that he had exhausted his home's reserves, which was not a good thing.
If real cultivation is needed, it can't be supported by merely consuming grain avoidance pills, though they are convenient to carry and ingest, maintaining normal human functioning; they don't help in advancing cultivation.
Picking up his personal terminal, Xiaoyi automatically selected a type of nutrient liquid for Wang Xuan, capable of replenishing massive amounts of energy and blood, a thing whereby ordinary people would gain weight within days after drinking a mouthful, unless they avoided drinking water.
"Hundred Herbs Essence Liquid from Celestial King Pharmaceutical Group?" This group is a giant in the pharmaceutical industry on the mother star, with their product quality absolutely assured.
Checking the price, a five-hundred-milliliter bottle cost twenty thousand Star Yuan, leaving Wang Xuan with only ten thousand Star Yuan after buying a bottle for emergencies.
Half an hour later, the Hundred Herbs Essence Liquid Wang Xuan purchased was delivered by a specialist; he just needed to pick it up at the community entrance.
Busy throughout the day, as the sun gradually lowered, with the package in hand, Wang Xuan noticed it was about five o'clock.
Suddenly, a group of strong men walked quickly toward him, eyes full of ferocity, clearly coming for trouble.
They approached Wang Xuan, stretching their bodies, showcasing bulky muscles to intimidate — these men seemed quite seasoned with daily training, their martial stances still in form.
But Wang Xuan remained entirely unperturbed.
"I don't seem to have offended you." Wang Xuan pointed to the tattoos on their wrists — markings of the Invincible Iron Fist Gang. This group was manageable, though the gang itself was best not provoked.
"You've offended someone else; we're here on orders to cripple you." The leader said coldly, throwing a punch straight at Wang Xuan's head.
However, the punch was swiftly caught by Wang Xuan; his grip akin to pliers firmly immobilized the opponent's arm in midair, not budging regardless of how much he pulled.
Realizing the overwhelming difference in strength, the strong man clearly panicked, sweat beads popping out like beans.
"Speak, who sent you?"
Wang Xuan inquired peacefully, avoiding drawing too much attention from the neighborhood crowd.
"I, I can't say!" The strong man feigned determination.
As he finished speaking, a chilling crack sounded, followed by an excruciating pain radiating through his wrist.
Hissing in pain, the strong man trembled throughout, nearly breaking into tears.
Wang Xuan's single-handed grip had crushed his wrist!
Such tremendous strength, what a ruthless person!
The strong man signaled urgently to his minions with his eyes, but they, witnessing their leader's predicament, understood what had transpired?
Terrified like quails, they not only stepped back but bowed their heads promptly.
Their combat power is a notch below the boss's. If they really want to go up and help, they would probably be a liability, and their fate would be worse than the boss's.
"Hello Uncle Wang, is this your friend?"
Xiaowei returned from school, carrying a loosely packed backpack. There weren't many books inside, but quite a few electronic learning devices.
Seeing this scene, she asked with a cheeky smile.
"Hmm, not exactly a friend, just something to deal with." Wang Xuan smiled, then turned to look at several members of the Invincible Iron Fist Gang, still smiling, "If you're really looking for trouble, weigh your own capability first. Send someone stronger, that's basic respect for me."
He released his grip and snorted coldly: "Scram."
The few men were relieved as if granted amnesty and left in a hurry, not daring to say anything else.
Wang Xuan smiled at Su Xiaowei, patting her head, and asked: "How's your studying going lately?"
Upon hearing the question, Xiaowei tilted her head: "I've regressed a bit; last time I was fifty points higher than the second place in class, but this time I'm only thirty points higher. The papers were quite easy; I missed a perfect score by five points. Ugh, why couldn't I get a perfect score?"
Wang Xuan almost laughed out loud, Xiaowei was truly exceptionally smart and such a happy-go-lucky person, always full of energy and sunshine, making him feel old.
"Sigh, Xiaowei is so refined and incredibly talented, truly a fairy descended from heaven."
His words made Su Xiaowei blush, her long eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly under the setting sun.
"Hey, Uncle Wang, did you buy something from the Celestial King Pharmaceutical Group?" Su Xiaowei, finding little to say from embarrassment, noticed Wang Xuan's package and shifted the topic.
Wang Xuan nodded slightly: "Bought some small items; my body has been a bit weak lately, needs some nourishment."
Xiaowei suddenly stopped and looked up at Wang Xuan and asked: "Uncle Wang, you're so weak without a girlfriend; when you have one, will you need supplements every day?"
Her little face was very serious, truly a clever child with a mature attitude.
Wang Xuan didn't know what to say: "Well, this—I was injured before, so I bought..."
"I was joking, Xiaowei knows Uncle Wang bought supplements because of an injury; why so serious?" Xiaowei giggled.
"You little imp!" Wang Xuan was amused by her.
In the bedroom, Wang Xuan took out the Hundred Herbs Essence Liquid, weighed it a bit, poured a small cup and drank it down, immediately feeling a bit flushed.
"Accelerate!"
Not long afterward, Wang Xuan drank another sip of the Hundred Herbs Essence Liquid, then tapped the accelerator button, consuming one unit of Source Point for acceleration.
One point, another point after another.
Wang Xuan tapped again to accelerate one unit of the Life Generating Technique, eagerly anticipating the result, feeling this Cultivation Technique had reached the limit of the first layer through his focused cultivation and tireless efforts.
The second layer is almost within reach.
"Accelerate! Accelerate!" This is the twentieth unit of Source Power consumed so far.
With this unit's consumption, the Life Generating Technique quickly operated, quietly breaking the original limit and directly stepping into the second layer.
Vitality, abundant vitality, Wang Xuan felt his natural energy emerge with the breakthrough of the Life Generating Technique. This vitality flowed within, constantly repairing the foundation as if fixing shattered porcelain, erasing marks one after another.
He punched out, like a cannonball; the punch brought a whooshing wind, causing plants two meters away to sway.
With a bit of estimation, Wang Xuan knew his strength and speed had increased by two or three times, thanks to the Life Generating Technique reaching the second layer.
"Twenty units of Source Power are equivalent to half a year's cultivation. These twenty units allowed me to directly break through to the second layer, saving a lot of effort."
Wang Xuan was somewhat puzzled, why does directly raising a realm to the second layer require thirty points of Source Power, yet he only consumed twenty points?
Looking at the pile of bottles on the ground, Wang Xuan had a guess.
"Finally reached the second layer, with eighty points of Source Power left, enough to cultivate to the peak Muscle Strengthening Realm."
Wang Xuan felt a surge of motivation, eagerly looking forward, wishing to start immediately.
Half of the Hundred Herbs Essence Liquid remained, enough to support accelerating five units of Source Power, but he couldn't leave no Nutrient Liquid at home for emergencies.
At this point, he also realized he was almost out of money, an awkward situation indeed; without money, he can't buy cultivation materials, can't use accelerators to enhance his cultivation level.
How could life go on like this?
He pulled out the sniper rifle from under the bed, fondly stroking it, thinking, at crucial times, old buddy, you'll have to step up.