Chapter 528: Our Deep Friendship
Chapter 528: Our Deep Friendship
Fang Cheng pulled back his fist: “Are you nuts? Hugging me while cross-dressing?”
He could accept a manly friendship embrace, but a cross-dressing pervert needed to back off.
Sato Hayako pouted: “Leader, doesn’t our profound friendship deserve a hug?”
She’d rushed over excitedly yesterday only to miss him, then purposely woke at dawn to wait in his home today.
After two months apart, their leader seemed noticeably more handsome.
His figure had filled out too, radiating masculinity.
“Cut the crap. We’re not that close.”
Fang Cheng eyed the delicate-looking Sato Hayako: “Why’re you wearing women’s clothes again?”
Sato Hayako glanced at her girlfriend, but Kujo Yuri averted her gaze.
Trapped, Sato Hayako mumbled: “I… wanted to revisit happier times.”
“You should fix your sexual orientation first.”
Ignoring her, Fang Cheng turned to Takeda Masumi and Nangong Saye.
Both approached for hugs.
Takeda Masumi kept it brief: “Welcome back.”
Nangong Saye seized the moment to whisper: “Ah Cheng, the girls and I missed you,” deliberately nuzzling his chest.
Fang Cheng’s pulse quickened, but last night’s marathon with Kanzaki Rin helped him remain calm.
“I brought gifts,” he announced, producing ten Divine Medicines and thirty Superman Medicines from his shadow.
Gasps erupted as he explained their effects.
Takeda Masumi and Nangong Saye beamed – they’d expected years-long training, not instant empowerment.
Fang Cheng needed no Divine Medicine, nor did Asaka Akihime or Ye Yuqing.
Big Brother barely benefited either.
That left ten doses: Kanzaki Rin, Takeda, Nangong, Sato siblings, Uka Kaori and daughter, two cats, plus Minamoto Karei.
Kujo Yuri politely declined as Sato Hayato’s girlfriend.
Uka Kaori tried refusing too, but Fang Cheng insisted while her daughter pleaded – she relented.
The risk-free Divine Medicine required no special conditions. Still, Sato Hayako volunteered as strongest member for safety.
She raced home, shed the dress, showered, and returned as Sato Hayato.
The group headed to the training ground.
Fang Cheng first injected Sato Hayato with three doses of Superman medicine one after another.
With each injection, he could feel Hayato’s stamina visibly rising.
Once Hayato adapted to the Superman medicine, Fang Cheng swiftly administered a dose of Divine medicine before its effects faded.
Hayato stripped off his shirt, leaving only his long pants on.
The others gathered around, tense with nervousness, while Fang Cheng stood ready to intervene if needed.
Shortly after the injection, Hayato suddenly let out a surprised gasp.
His body abruptly ballooned—muscles expanding rapidly until he transformed into a two-meter-tall giant, his skin shimmering like metal.
The crowd gasped, particularly the girls.
If taking Divine medicine turned someone into this hulking muscle monster, they’d rather skip it altogether.
Kujo Yuri clasped her hands over her mouth, eyes brimming with despair.
If her boyfriend became a brawny brute, how could she ever convince him to try cross-dressing again?
Fang Cheng focused on Hayato’s physical state: his heart thundered, blood roared through his veins, and his bones and muscles grew denser.
After a minute, Hayato’s body shrank back to its original size, seemingly unchanged.
But closer inspection revealed a more refined physique and even handsomer features.
As Hayato silently processed the enhancement’s effects, Fang Cheng said, “Test your strength. No mental powers.”
Nodding, Hayato approached a power-testing machine, inhaled deeply, and threw a punch.
Boom!
A deafening clang erupted as the machine’s pressure sensor shattered, smoke curling from its wreckage.
Hayato gaped at his fists. Though he’d reached Hazard level A through mental powers, his raw physical strength had previously been ordinary.
“Now try your superpower,” Fang Cheng urged. “Attack me at full force.”
Divine medicine unlocked one’s deepest potential—granting superpowers to those without and amplifying existing ones.
Joanna and Jack, tested through the Gates of Heaven, had proven this.
The others cleared a wide space.
Even knowing Fang Cheng’s overwhelming power, Hayato warned, “Leader… be careful.”
His superpower felt magnitudes stronger now.
Fang Cheng shrugged. “You can’t harm me physically. Just attack.”
Only cross-dressing could inflict any real mental damage on him.
Neither the spectators nor Hayato himself disputed this.
Hayato drew a sharp breath, summoning every ounce of mental power.
Shockwaves erupted beneath him, billowing his pant legs and spiking his hair into a Saiyan-like mane.
Without theatrics, he thrust both palms forward.
A fierce wind rose from the ground, forcing everyone nearby to stumble back.
A shrill scream echoed across the training ground as an invisible shockwave shot forward, roaring toward Fang Cheng.
Fang Cheng remained motionless, letting the shockwave crash against him.
The terrifying force of the mental powers met Vector Control’s effortless deflection.
Rather than reflect the attack, Fang Cheng scattered the energy outward.
The continuous shockwave kept surging, slamming into him before dispersing wildly, ripping through the air to form milky-white shockwaves.
The assault lasted ten full seconds before ceasing. The howling winds faded like a distant dragon’s roar.
Fang Cheng’s clothes hadn’t stirred, while bystanders clutched their wind-tossed hair.
Sato Hayato stood rooted, admiration mixing with unease. His enhanced mental powers still couldn’t move the leader’s hair.
Fang Cheng declared, “Your mental powers now rank A+.”
Sato Hayato’s eyes widened. “Truly?”
He’d struggled for years to bridge that gap through training and rare combat chances. The Divine medicine had succeeded where effort failed.
“Would I lie?” Fang Cheng nodded approvingly. Post-injection, Sato Hayato’s physique alone warranted an A rating. Combined with A+ mental powers, he neared ace-tier strength.
Others marveled at his growth, particularly Kamikawa Takumi. At 18, Sato Hayato approached ace status, while Kamikawa had been a Countermeasures Department intern doodling in sketchbooks nightly.
If the Divine medicine boosted aces significantly, even Kamikawa might’ve craved it.
Excitement for the medicine grew as others lined up for injections. The three men were shooed outside to avoid exposing the girls to their grotesque muscle transformations.
Asaka Akihime and Ye Yuqing stayed indoors to supervise.
Among them, only Sato Mai lacked powers and might awaken new abilities. Uka Mirai, though a monster, possessed no innate strength – her reaction remained unknown.
Takeda Masumi and Nangong Saye had weak Countermeasures Department-granted superpowers, rarely used beyond slight advantages over ordinary humans.
Giggles and shouts soon echoed from inside – the injections had begun. This would take over half an hour.
Kamikawa Takumi dragged Sato Hayato into an outdoor sparring session to test his new power. Fang Cheng watched them while eavesdropping on the indoor commotion.
He mentally reconstructed the girls’ antics from sound alone.
“Where’s Saye?”
“She was here moments ago.”
Fang Cheng heard Takeda Masumi and Ye Yuqing’s exchange before feeling a tug on his sleeve.
Turning revealed nothing, but his heightened senses detected body heat, breath, and a heartbeat.
Fang Cheng smirked at the empty space. “Saye?”
Nangong Saye’s whisper brushed his ear. “Me! My superpower’s stronger!”
Her trembling voice betrayed excitement. Previously, she could only turn her hands invisible – useless in practice. Now her entire body vanished while her physique strengthened dramatically.
Before Fang Cheng could respond, she yanked him farther away and crushed her lips against his.
Minutes later, breathless, she clung to his hands. “Ah Cheng… I’ve missed you. Comfort me.”
Since his return, her craving for his presence had intensified unbearably.
“You’re shameless.”
“You made me this way.”
Thrilled by the secrecy, Fang Cheng noted Kamikawa Takumi and Sato Hayato remained oblivious.
Nangong Saye pecked his lips again. “Your reward…”
As she knelt, Fang Cheng hastily turned his back to the others.
Their tryst ended abruptly when a scream pierced the air indoors.