Grandpa Was a Soldier During the Cataclysm!

Ten times more talented?

Clive was stunned for a moment, and he immediately reacted.

Then he looked up and found that the whole world had slowed down in front of him.

Every noisy word of the people fell into his ears.

Soon Clive found that it was not time that had slowed down, but that his thinking speed had increased tenfold.

It was like changing a GTX 750 graphics card into an RTX 3070. The entire game experience was different.

Especially the various knowledge that the teacher had taught him in class, the incomprehensible points, all of them melted away like snowflakes that had seen sunlight.

He immediately began to recall the 'Space-breaking Fist' that he usually practiced.

It was a yellow-grade amplification fist technique. It was divided into ten levels, and each level could increase the user's strength by one fold.

Before this, he was like 90% of the ordinary people. Due to lack of talent, he had been stuck at the third level and could not breakthrough.

But now, after one round of thinking, his bottleneck had been broken through in an instant.

All of the techniques used to exert strength and the path of luck were immediately clear in his mind.

The fourth level, fifth level, sixth level.

The strength of his hands was also continuously increasing. 40 kg, 50 kg, 60 kg.

After the cataclysm, all kinds of cultivation techniques emerged one after another. The cultivation system was complicated, so there was no ranking based on any cultivation technique. Instead, it was based on strength.

An ordinary person's punch was 10 kilograms, and the limit was 99 kilograms. However, a punch that exceeded 100 kilograms... that person could be evaluated as a fighter.

As for the conjoined body, amplification, or even transformation, any method could be used, as long as one could hit with such strength.

With the enhancement of ten times his talent, Clive entered the state of flow in the crowd. He wholeheartedly began to deduce the various methods of the 'Space-breaking Fist' in his mind.

By the time he opened his eyes, he had already comprehended the tenth level of the 'Space-breaking Fist'.

The current Clive felt that even if it was a black-grade technique like the 'Tablet Opening Fist', as long as he was given two or three hours, he would be able to completely comprehend it.

Just as he was enjoying his strength, his grandfather's shout suddenly pulled him back to reality.

"I bid 200,000 yuan!"

Clive's mind was like lightning, instantly gathering all the information together.

It turned out that the 'Tablet Opening Fist' had already been auctioned off, and Old Man Liu was bidding for it.

But Clive immediately reacted. How could his grandfather have 200,000 yuan? Even his comrades who had been willing to lend 20,000 yuan had lost contact with them due to the Beast Tide.

Old Man Liu, who had participated in the auction, was like an old knight who had come to the countryside to relax.

200,000, 250,000, 270,000 numbers kept coming out of his mouth without even raising an eyebrow.

"Alright, this old gentleman will buy the last copy of the 'Tablet Opening Fist' for 300,000 yuan."

"Wait." A mature woman in her thirties ran over from afar.

Her footsteps were hurried, and her face was pale due to the intense exercise. However, her white hair was even paler than her face.

When the crowd saw this, they immediately revealed looks of disgust. Even Old Man Liu could not help but twitch his eyebrows.

"What the hell! Not only did we meet someone who raised the price today, but even the mixed-blood race also came to snatch the secret manual."

"B*tch, you want to buy the secret manual too?"

"Even if I lose money, I can't let them buy it."

After the great calamity, all kinds of creatures cultivated to the advanced level, they would gain sentience. After gaining sentience, they would naturally have the same desires as humans.

Therefore, after many cities that were conquered were taken back, there were many hybrids left in the cities.

Moreover, the genes of wild beasts were more dominant than that of humans. Therefore, as long as one of the parents was a hybrid, the child would also be a hybrid.

White hair was considered a hybrid with a lower degree of mutation. Those hybrids with a higher degree of mutation almost did not dare to appear on the streets during the day.

When the mature woman heard these words, her face immediately turned pale, but she still endured it and said, "I want to buy it too. My daughter needs it for school."

"The daughter of a hybrid deserves to go to school?"

"Quickly tell me which school it is! I want my child to immediately drop out of school!"

On the other side, the yellow-haired man revealed an unnatural smile and reached out to pull the white-haired woman. "This beautiful lady, how much money do you have?"

"I have 200,000 yuan!" As soon as the woman finished speaking, the yellow-haired man pushed her off the stage.

Then, the yellow-haired man stood up and wiped his right hand on his clothes with all his might. Then, he scolded, "Disgusting, you're wasting my time."

At this moment, the security guard suddenly shouted, "This old fellow said that he doesn't have 300,000 dollars in cash!"

"No money?"

"Bring him to me!" The blondie ordered.

The two security guards, one on the left and one on the right, wanted to lift up Cornell.

However, before the two of them could move their hands, they were violently pressed down by a pair of hands.

"What do you two want to do to my grandfather!"

Clive's pair of hands were like iron pincers that tightly gripped the arms of the two security guards.

Just as the three of them were in a stalemate, Cornell patted his grandson's shoulder and said, "Trust grandpa."

Looking at his grandfather's calm eyes that were burning with flames, Clive let go of his hands.

"If you dare to touch my grandfather, I will pay you back tenfold -- no, a hundred times."

After saying that, he watched his grandfather follow them up to the front desk.

"Old man, if you have any tricks, quickly use them now. I don't have so much time to play with you."

"Shut up. When I was young, I could make you pee in your pants!" Cornell's eyes narrowed, and he exuded an iron-blooded temperament.

The yellow-haired man could not help but take a few steps back.

Cornell took out a bright red certificate from his pocket.

On it was written the certificate of a retired soldier of the Alliance.

Then, he slammed it on the table and shouted, "Is this enough?"

"Is he a soldier during the Great Cataclysm?" A passerby cried out in surprise.

"My God! But aren't they all dead?"

"Nonsense, that's just a rumor."

"It's just that the war during the Great Cataclysm was too fierce, and the casualty rate was too high. Usually, only one out of two to three hundred men in a village could come back. Moreover, they would die within a few years due to various internal injuries. Therefore, there is basically no such thing as a veteran, but that doesn't mean that there isn't one!"

A professor wearing glasses said in the crowd.

"But shouldn't such an old soldier be given preferential treatment? Why would he squeeze together with us for this earth-grade cultivation technique?"

Hearing the discussions of the crowd, Clive suddenly felt a sense of pride.

Soldiers who had experienced the Great Cataclysm could enjoy very good living conditions, living in urban areas within the first two rings.

However, Cornell stayed in the military sanatorium in the second ring for four years before leaving.

Because he felt that he had served the Alliance for four years and should also enjoy four years. However, after these four years, he did not contribute to the Alliance anymore, so naturally, he was not qualified to continue enjoying it.

Therefore, he took the initiative to apply to leave the military sanatorium.