16 Starving God

Cheng Xuze, the head of the Cheng clan, one of Yangtze River City's big families, ate dinner, took a shower, and then sat in front of the computer in his cozy pajamas.

His muscles had started to shrink, but powerful energy was still circulating through his body, which gave him the sensation that he was about to explode. He could only endure this feeling. Fortunately, he had always had strong willpower. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have reached this point.

His talent wasn't exceptional. According to his aptitude, he had reached his pinnacle of 7th-level Rad-Warrior, which was considered very good, but eventually, he overcame his limit and became an 8th-level powerhouse.

With only two 9th-level Rad-Warriors in all of China, he could already be considered as one of the top masters.

This, though, wasn't always a good thing.

If people with average talent wish to excel, they must pay a price. The cost of cultivating rad-power was often physical harm. He was fine while there was always a senior pharmacist at his side; if not, his body would deteriorate in his later years, leaving him an empty husk.

Cheng Xuze frowned as he touched his shoulder. His father was a 6th-level Rad-Warrior, but he wasn’t born in a large family. When Cheng Xuze was young, he didn't have many resources. He had to spend his own money on any medicine he wanted.

His body was moderately harmed as a result of this situation. He wasn’t even 7th-level. His health quickly deteriorated after he advanced to the eighth level. In China, there were only a few well-known pharmacists.

Despite him spending a significant amount of time establishing a friendship with the pharmacy masters of Yangtze River City, obtaining a large number of medicines, as time passed, the medicines started to lose effect on his body. The effect was becoming increasingly severe.

Three years ago, he began a life in seclusion same as many other masters. It wasn't that they didn't want to fight anymore; it was just that their bodies couldn't take any more radiation energy. They'd only fight if it was a matter of life and death, well aware that this would be their last fight and they'd die regardless of the outcome.

Just like now, he wishes he could cut off his arm and let the rad-power inside rush out to alleviate the feeling. Of course, he was well aware that this was just a figment of his imagination. Only blood would spill out of his arm. No rad-power would escape.

In the past two years, he had cultivated his character, delegated most of the Cheng family's affairs to his eldest son, and focused on working out the radiation energy in his body, but the results had been disappointing.

When confronted with a difficult situation, he began to surf the Internet in order to provide advice to his younger generations. There, he saw some intriguing theories that brought him new perspectives on the rad-power movements.

It's a shame he was now 70 years old, and the rad-power in his body was too powerful for such simple methods to work.

After dinner, Cheng Xuze signed on to Fuzhan.com as usual and became the "Pengcheng Wanli" who likes to give advice to his younger generations.

Today, though, the situation seems to be a bit different. He heard a series of prompts as soon as he went up. Almost anyone familiar with him on the network had messaged him.

Huh, what's going on? Did he mention anything incorrectly? Or was he scolded? Cheng Xuze sat in the recliner, unconcerned, and casually clicked it open.

At his age, he had always kept his calm in a variety of situations.

Cheng Xuze grasped the overall situation after clicking on a few pieces of information. At the same time, he saw the reply I don't want to starve” made.

When he saw that the post didn't have a long answer, his expression became solemn.

One of the images above indicates a line moving the rad-power. This was a very easy and clever line. It was better than the one he had put on the Internet, but Cheng Xuze did not mind. He did, after all, post it on the Internet. Adjusted and improvements were expected. Anyway, it was still worse than what he used personally. But the following…

Cheng Xuze, as an 8th-level Rad-Warrior, was an expert at using rad-power. He paused for a second before locating a few points on his body and inputting the radiation energy mentioned above.

His body was brimming with radiant energy, almost like an explosive depot. Once there was a starter, it will explode instantly. After he inputs a little rad-power at those points, the rad-power in his body was abruptly cut off and finally fell apart!

If the radiant energy in the body was compared to a river, then inputting the radiant energy at these points would be equivalent to casting a dam in an appropriate location, blocking the river from flowing.

This approach addresses the symptoms, but not the underlying cause. It definitely did not have the same effects as those soothing potions. Overall, drugs also nourished the body. If a single tool was used carelessly, it could cause harm to the body.

Not just that, but this method couldn’t be used in battle. After he used it, now that rad-power in that region couldn't be mobilized in a brief period of time. There was no battle effectiveness.

However, there was no question that this approach had relieved the rad-riot in the body!

Soothing potions were really helpful, but the third-level Rad-Warrior who begged for assistance didn't have any spare money to purchase them. He was injured and couldn't leave the city to hunt. At the time, this approach was clearly superior and much more cost-effective to use than a soothing potion.

Even if it only treats symptoms, as long as the suffering induced by rad-riot and the person no longer suffered, this was a wonderful method!

Another case in point was him. He'd reached level eight, and there were just a few potions that could help him. This approach, if put to good use could be a life-saving prescription!

Cheng Xuze's hands shook unexpectedly. He rushed to open the "I don't want to starve" profile. He almost smashed the screen when he discovered it was blank. Thankfully, he remembered that he could use the administrator's authority to access the login spot, but he found none.

Either this person was a computer expert, or he used a secure computer. According to Cheng Xuze, the latter should be more likely. After all, practicing and cultivation rad-power takes time and money. It’s hard to have time for hobbies, let alone other professions.

“I don't want to starve" he must be a master with no low status!

“This was of course for low-level Rad-Warriors. For an advanced level, more points would need to be shut."

Cheng Xuze got more and more enthusiastic when he read the last sentence of Starving respond’s.

He typed several times, deleted, deleted, and updated it several times before eventually writing a message: "Hello, may I inquire if your approach was appropriate for advanced Rad-Warriors?” He said it quite politely. After all, no one on the Internet knows his real name. If he acted arrogantly, he might lose his popularity.

Cheng Xuze pushed the send button, only to discover that it could not be sent at all. “I don't want to starve" refused to receive any private messages from strangers. In desperation, he could only use the administrator's identity before sending it out.

After doing all this, Cheng Xuze waited anxiously. He sat for a moment, then got up, and after a while, he began pacing back and forth again.

His machine made a few peeps now and then, but none of them were sent by me starving. Cheng Xuze became agitated and finally yelled to the outside, "Wang Qing, Wang Qing!"

Wang Qing was a 6th-level Rad-Warrior who had been an assistant to Cheng Xuze for nearly 20 years. He strode across from the next room when he heard Cheng Xuze's voice.

"Master, what's your order?"

"Wang Qing, I found a master!" Cheng Xuze exclaimed excitedly, his face flushed red.

There was no expression on Wang Qing’s face with 'I don’t believe it' written all over it. There were few true masters who had time to browse the web. Even fewer were those who they hadn’t already beaten.

"Do you really not believe me? The person wrote a fantastic way to put a stop to a rad-riot!" Cheng Xuze witnessed his subordinates' icy expressions and realized that his fiery heart had been significantly cooled.

Wang Qing's expression showed that he truly didn't believe it.

"Look at it! See it yourself! Try it!" Cheng Xuze dragged him to the computer.

Wang Qing's face was expressionless, but after a moment, he gasped.

"I told you that I met an expert!" Cheng Xuze was a little proud.

"Master, you should give a positive response in the post!" Wang Qing said.

Cheng Xuze was surprised, only to realize that there were still many people cursing “I don't want to starve".

"I forgot about this!"

Cheng Xuze yelled and immediately started deleting posts using his administrator's power. He took down all of the swearing entries. Not just that, but he also wrote, —— "I don't want to starve." That's a smart way to go about it. I'm embarrassed. Please don't go hungry.

He also added a screenshot of the post "I don't want to starve" and spoke about his own experience with the method.

The thread once more lit up like a frying pot!

"I don't want to starve.", was he really a god?

At this point, there was someone who had also suffered from a rad-riot and tried it. He discovered that it was extremely useful!

"While this technique was risky and could not be used by those who could not regulate their own radioactive energy properly, there was no question that it was helpful. The most critical aspect is that this method is free! To have the luck to find something like that. The author is truly awesome! I want to worship you, Starving God!"

"Where has the holy God of Starving vanished to? You applied for the first-level contribution award using this form, correct? He didn’t just casually revealed it on the Internet?"

"The starving god is all mighty! You'll be my idol as of today!"

"Kneel down and lick! The starving god is so handsome, you saved my poor waiters' pockets!"

"Kneel and beg the starving god for good fortune!"

"For generations to come, the starving god will govern the rivers and lakes!"

…

Cheng Xuze slowly breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the compliments on the screen (?). After a brief pause, he turned to Wang Qing and asked, "Should I send one as well?"

Wang Qing remained expressionless and did not respond.

Cheng Xuze eventually stopped asking him for his opinions. He spent a long time researching and reading other people's posts. Finally, he responded to one of his comments.

"Starving god, please be lucky! Don't abandon me!"

Countless users on the Internet chanted "Starving God". Cheng Xuze was up all night. Shi Qingyang's strategy to draw Pengcheng Wanli's attention had been realized, but he probably won't be happy.

He wanted to be known as humble “I don't want to starve", not a "Starving God".