Chapter 414

Chapter 414: The Best Way to Eliminate Dragon Knights

The health monitoring bracelet, though seemingly inconspicuous, was packed with advanced technology. Its blood testing module contained an automatic disinfecting, reusable blood-sampling needle that could draw test blood from Lin Mo’s wrist according to a preset program.

This seemingly unremarkable little needle lay perfectly flat against the surface of the monitoring bracelet, making it nearly invisible. Its material was actually Memory Alloy.

With a specific temperature setting, it could suddenly extend out and retract so quickly that it drew a tiny, nearly invisible drop of blood from Lin Mo’s skin capillaries—almost imperceptibly painful, like a mosquito bite, making the blood test seemingly over before he even realized it.

Additionally, it could monitor blood pressure, blood sugar, blood fat, and heart rate, allowing nutritionists and health doctors to review the monitored person’s physiological data at any time.

However, compared to others, Lin Mo’s blood sugar fluctuations always puzzled the nutritionists. They thought that perhaps a diet of more high-calorie foods could maintain his levels, but once he engaged in strenuous exercise, his readings would fluctuate wildly instead of showing the expected downward trend after regular energy consumption.

“Can I suggest something?”

Lin Mo had already devoured two-thirds of the food in front of him, but despite the good quality, he still felt unsatisfied.

Compared to the miserable food restrictions faced by others, his situation was relatively good.

“What do you mean?” The nutritionist couldn’t figure out the nature of this pilot’s body at all, completely perplexed.

Lin Mo smiled shyly, “There’s not enough food. Could I have ten times the amount?”

“What? Are you a pig? You think you won’t get stuffed?”

The nutritionist’s eyes widened in disbelief. This guy seemed like he was starving. Even after giving him nearly double the average person’s caloric intake, it looked like it still wasn’t enough for him.

With a low body fat percentage, the nutritionist pondered where all the food was going. In their mind, it seemed like a mystery of the human body. They had heard of competitive eaters, but witnessing one in person was another matter entirely.

Lin Mo patted his belly, feeling quite helpless, and said, “It’s still not enough!”

The Dragon Knight needed more food energy due to its strong combat capability; like horses, they needed food to run fast.

At the "Night" Special Operations Base, Lin Mo always indulged in food without restraint, especially since the state covered the costs; he could eat until the kitchen was empty without having to pay a cent.

He never expected that here, eating an extra bite or not would feel like a betrayal to the people and the party. Even measuring rice had to be done by the gram; this level of dietary precision was overwhelming for Lin Mo.

As a high-output combat weapon, Lin Mo usually exploded with far greater force than ordinary people. Even though he integrated well with humanity, this hidden trait could not conceal his huge appetite.

With typical food supplies for ordinary people, the Dragon Knight would be weakened within three days due to hunger.

This might be the best way to eliminate the only Dragon Knight in this world.

Seeing Lin Mo’s pitiful appearance, the nutritionist sighed. This volume of food made him feel embarrassed—satisfy him and make a mistake, or deny him and be blamed by a half-starved candidate. It was an impossible situation, especially since the blood test results were baffling.

After hesitating for a long time, the nutritionist leaned closer and spoke quietly enough only for Lin Mo to hear, “Before the Physical Fitness Test, I’ll give you a few energy bars. Just take it easy; one bite is like a full meal.”

He then raised his voice, saying, “After the test, you should go to the medical room for a detailed endocrine examination.”

He remained very curious about Lin Mo’s digestive capacity. With such a vast amount of food intake, the nutrients seemed fully absorbed, yet there was no surplus. Lin Mo’s body fat content was slightly below average—his physique was slightly lean, but no one knew where all the food energy went.

Perhaps the afternoon’s Physical Fitness Test would provide some answers.

“Number 13, 170 kilograms!”

“Number 57, 189 kilograms!”

“Number 9…”

In front of a large punching test machine, a foam-padded plate recorded the punching power of the astronaut candidates. This was just one of many testing machines; there were also weight lifting, grip strength tests, sprinting, high jumping, swimming, and shot put events. It seemed that the aerospace training center was determined to put these well-catered astronaut candidates through the motions of an entire Olympic trial.

Major General Sun stood not far away, quietly observing the candidates as they took turns testing. Although he said nothing, he radiated an unspoken pressure that everyone felt.

“Number 2, 323 kilograms.”

The staff reported Wang Xuejun’s score without any rush.

“Wow! That’s impressive! It’s almost as strong as a professional boxer!”

“Go, group leader!”

“That power hitting someone on the head could knock them out with just three punches.”

This score drew a chorus of exclamations, as more than half the candidates before had not even exceeded 200 kilograms in punching power.

“Number one, it’s your turn!” Wang Xuejun whispered as he passed by Lin Mo.

Having focused on building a solid physical foundation since childhood and developing balanced abilities, Wang Xuejun believed that not many could surpass him here. Physical fitness was critical, and not every parent thought to cultivate their child’s strength from a young age.

“Anyway, number one is just a Fighter Pilot, nothing more.”

Yet, Wang Xuejun’s physical capabilities exceeded the requirements for pilots, which gave him great confidence.

“Ha ha!” Lin Mo simply responded with a casual smile.

323 kilograms? It seemed that even a cook in the Night Special Forces could achieve that strength with a single punch. The kings of soldiers in the main battle team all had punching powers over 400 kilograms.

Unfortunately, none of the pilots here came from a secret combat unit like Night.

Moreover, he had another undisclosed identity…

For anyone who doubted Lin Mo, it would be a tragic fate for them!

Standing in front of the testing machine, Lin Mo examined the thick machine, about one meter wide, which could quantify punching power. It was indeed an excellent training device.

How could an alchemist from another world not think of making a magical device like this? The differences between civilizations were truly astonishing.

“Number one, it’s your turn; you have two chances!” The staff urged as Lin Mo delayed throwing a punch.

Lin Mo seemed undecided and did not prepare to clench his fist. He turned to the staff member and asked, “I want to know, what is the maximum force this machine can withstand?”

His question caused other candidates to burst into laughter. Who would have thought this number one would have such a sense of humor? Was the equipment in the aerospace training center made of low-quality materials? Even if it was the same object as the outside world, the costs were four to five times higher here, with quality proportionately enhanced.

“Uh…”

The staff member did not expect a candidate to ask such a question, thinking the other was joking.

However, there were over twenty people waiting in line, and more tests were yet to come; he needed to keep the pace. The staff member said impatiently, “The maximum capacity of this force machine can reach 5000 kilograms. Hurry up and punch with all your might!”

In his eyes, even a heavyweight champion like Tyson would find 5000 kilograms more than sufficient.

“Full power?”

Lin Mo was somewhat surprised. To be honest, after coming to this world, he hadn’t known how strong his real punching power was based on their standards. After all, he was a pilot, not an assassin or an underground fighter, with no opportunity to use all his martial skills or fully tap into his battle energy.

“Come on, boss! Blow that thing up! Yay!” Meng Yinan cheered for her leader, getting everyone pumped up.

Some were teasing while others cheered him on, but they all shared a common expectation: they were eagerly waiting to see Lin Mo’s performance.

Some hoped Lin Mo would deliver an average score, while others wanted him to break number two’s record and solidify his position as number one.

Seeing the staff give him a prompt look, Lin Mo nodded, taking a breath as his joints popped with explosive sounds.

“Oh my gosh, what’s that!”

“What is that noise?”

Battle energy began to circulate, with faint light glowing beneath his skin, resembling a series of densely packed LED lights. However, everything was concealed by his clothing and the surrounding lights.

In this world, battle energy was rarely used, as many times Lin Mo’s physical strength alone was sufficient to handle situations.

When many noticed the unusual noise coming from Lin Mo, expressions of confusion appeared on their faces simultaneously.

“Uh, what’s happening? His blood sugar is dropping again! How could it be so fast?” The nutritionist in charge of Lin Mo broke into a sweat, adjusting his tablet as he watched the curve representing Lin Mo’s blood sugar plummet rapidly.

This was unbelievable; the nutritionist hastily sent the blood test information collected by the monitoring ring to a dedicated medical server for analysis.

“Ha!”

Accompanied by a loud roar that everyone could clearly hear, it was as if the sound could shatter eardrums, and even the LCD readout on the testing machine facing Lin Mo displayed a force of 1 kilogram.

The staff member’s face showed fear.

Lin Mo’s right fist was infused with light element battle energy, delivering a peak power strike in this world.

Boom!

The terrifying sound swept through the area as if shattering everything in its path.