noveltune Chapter 14 Lifting 3 wheels with one hand? A small-time tycoon doesn't count as a tycoon!
Chapter 14 Lifting 3 wheels with one hand? A small-time tycoon doesn't count as a tycoon!
Su Chen stopped before he could even pedal the tricycle two steps.
He held the handlebars with one hand and glanced down at his right arm.
Then, he removed his hand and casually placed it on the frame.
This all-terrain tracked tricycle, including the cargo bed and supplies, weighs at least 70 or 80 kilograms.
Su Chen lifted it up with one hand.
With the wheels off the ground, he steadily lifted the entire vehicle into the air, his arms remaining completely still.
After being injected with Grade A gene enhancement drugs, strength increases twentyfold and physique increases twenty-fivefold.
He needs to figure out the boundaries of this body.
Otherwise, if you encounter a monster, and you have no numerical data in your mind, or your actions are even a fraction of a second too slow, you will die.
Su Chen counted silently in his mind.
One.
two.
three.
It was effortless.
He put the tricycle back on the ground and clapped his hands.
In those short three seconds, Da Xia's live stream room was completely overwhelmed!
What did I just see?!
He lifted the vehicle with one hand?! And that all-terrain tricycle?!
[I thought it was just a minor incident... Dude, he lifted the car up!!!]
People called him "God Su," and I thought it was an exaggeration, but now I believe it! Even Tyson would have to acknowledge him as his master!
In the Japanese broadcasting studio, Masaki Fujino stared at the live stream screen for a long time without moving.
My partner whispered a reminder: "Teacher Fujino..."
"I'm watching."
Fujino Masaki adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, his voice carrying a serious tone.
"As expected of a potion from an A-grade supply crate! It increases maximum health by 500 points and doubles strength."
He paused for a moment.
"My previous analysis always regarded Su Chen as a special case of 'compensating for disadvantages with intelligence'."
His partner didn't dare to say a word.
"Now, the intelligence is still there, and the disadvantage is gone."
Masaki Fujino took off his glasses and slowly wiped the lenses.
"This person..."
He didn't say anything more.
The studio was silent for a full seven seconds.
Back in the United States, James Hall was intently watching the slow-motion replay of Su Chen lifting the car with one hand, over and over again.
The deputy host leaned closer, his voice extremely low.
"...James, do you want to comment?"
"don't want."
"Everyone in the comments is asking this..."
I said no!
James slammed the beer can down on the table, sending foam flying, startling the assistant host who jumped back half a step.
In the DaXia bullet screen section, a comparison image has been generated at lightning speed and spread across the entire internet.
On the left is Marcus, a contestant from the United States, basking in pride over a Class F field mouse.
On the right, Su Chen expressionlessly lifted the tricycle over his head with one hand.
[10,000 bottles of water VS lifting a tank with one hand, is this the same game?]
[James, come out and speak up! Did Su Chen cheat again?]
[Hahaha, he's said "No comments" three times in a row now. What happened to his professional ethics? Don't he care anymore?]
Su Chen parked the tricycle steadily and took out a high-end medical kit from the cargo bed.
An ordinary dark gray medical bag, when unzipped, contains rows of small vials, gauze, and a tube of clear gel-like medicine.
He looked down at his right arm.
The dark red scars from the acid burns extended upwards from the wrist, with the skin slightly cracked.
He unscrewed the tube of transparent adhesive and applied it.
There was no pain.
After being enhanced with Grade A genes, his old injuries were merely visual flaws rather than a physical burden.
But in this eerie swamp, even the slightest infection could be fatal.
The moment the medicine touched the skin, the chat in Da Xia's live stream froze for about two seconds.
Everyone saw it.
The dark red cracks were shrinking.
Instead of a slow healing process, the scab falls off at a speed that can be visually observed, and new skin grows from underneath.
It's flat, clean, and there's not a single color difference.
[...He is healing; his wounds are healing.]
Am I dreaming? I saw my skin growing back!
[Medical treatment + enhancement... What else could this be but a cheat code?!]
He went in as an orphan, what will he become when he comes out...?
Lin Xiaotang instinctively covered her mouth.
The scene was so vivid that she couldn't find the right words to describe it.
Zhao Mingyuan clenched his hands, his voice lower than usual.
"Before Su Chen entered the Deadly Swamp, his medical records showed normal physical signs, and he was even a little thin."
He paused.
"Now...you've all seen it."
Lin Xiaotang lowered her hand and regained her composure in front of the camera.
"It's not just the wounds; viewers, have you noticed Su Chen's complexion now?"
Someone immediately captured a screenshot of Su Chen's face in the Great Xia's bullet screen section.
Against the backdrop of thick fog, he bent down to treat his wound, with the camera pointing directly at him in real time.
The scars have faded, and the skin is clean.
The skinny young man who grew up in the orphanage was gone. Now, standing on the muddy ground of the S-class disaster zone, he showed no signs of fatigue, and his complexion was even better than before he arrived.
Wait... isn't he even more handsome than at the beginning of the game??
[It's not that he's handsome because of filters, it's that kind of... vibrant energy, his whole being exudes a captivating charm!]
My mom got up at 1 a.m. to watch the live stream, grumbling about when her good-for-nothing son would ever be half as successful as Su Chen, then turned and glanced at me.
Take care upstairs.
[Su Chen spent a night in an S-level disaster zone, and when he came out, he was probably more energetic than everyone else... Don't you guys have any conscience?]
Su Chen covered the remaining medicine and carefully pressed it into the corner of the truck bed.
Less than a third of the advanced medical kit has been used; such life-saving equipment must be used sparingly.
He rearranged the cargo bed, discarding the empty syringes of the Grade A gene enhancement drug, and compacted the remaining supplies, securing them with fasteners.
Then, he took something out of the bag next to the handlebars.
Portable water purification device.
A flat, round instrument, about the size of a palm, three times thicker than a mobile phone, with a small screen on the surface and a rubber tube extending from the side.
Su Chen glanced at it and inserted the interface into the fixing slot inside the tricycle handlebars. The slot that came with the upgraded all-terrain tricycle was now coming in handy.
With a snap, it bit and killed.
The device screen lights up.
The portable water purifier has been activated.
[Acidic sludge moisture detected in the connected environmental water source; deep filtration mode activated.]
[Daily purified water extraction capacity: 10 liters.]
Su Chen glanced down, then looked away and connected the other end of the rubber hose to the water bag in the truck bed.
The entire sequence takes less than forty seconds.
In the Great Xia's bullet screen section, people are already rapidly calculating the accounts.
[10 liters of purified water, enough for one person for a day! More than enough for one person's drinking, and you can even save some for cleaning!]
[Over in the US... Marcus killed a rat and traded it for 10,000 bottles of water, enough for one drink per person.]
[Hahahaha, just one bite! Really, just one bite!]
[Su Chen is self-sufficient in an S-level disaster zone, while Marcus is working himself to the bone in an F-level zone. Is this game really fair?]
[Fairness my ass! The difference between people is greater than the difference between people and dogs.]
In the US studio, this comparative comment was translated and displayed in the corner of the screen.
James stared at the line of text and remained silent for a full six seconds.
"Marcus's strategy is to proceed cautiously..."
The deputy host secretly lowered his head, not daring to look at him.
A line of text floated across the comment section: Are you sure?
James didn't see it and was still putting on a brave face.
Su Chen naturally couldn't be bothered with him.
He still had one last thing left to unpack.
Portable wilderness survival kit.
The outer shell is matte black, thicker than the previous ones, with anti-collision ridges and a sealing strip around the edges, and feels hard to the touch.
Su Chen placed it on the truck bed, gripped the edge with both hands, and pulled it forcefully to both sides!
The sealing strip popped open, and the contents spilled out, scattering all over the truck bed.