Military Base, Officer Barracks Number Seven.
Lu Bu'er, after a night of electromagnetic therapy, yawned and climbed out of bed. Evolvers, while practicing Sacred Rhythms, entered a deep meditative state that essentially could replace sleep.
The officer barracks were very comfortable, akin to exquisitely furnished apartments from five hundred years ago, even equipped with underfloor heating, ensuring an undisturbed practice throughout the night.
The cancer pain still struck on schedule every day, forcing him to maintain high-intensity practice. He clutched his aching head, although as an Evolver, his resistance to pain had significantly increased. If it had been his past self, he would probably have died of pain by now.
The accumulation of Life Energy had reached seventy-five percent.
Progress in fate transformation was keeping pace.
"Only seven Crystal Chips left, I can try to advance next."
He stood up with a shake, and currents crackled over him.
