Two days later, another car sped down this road. At the entrance to the small village, the car door swung open and a chubby kid hopped out from the passenger seat, scampering over to open the back door. Two people stepped out: Jill Young and Jonathan Black. Jill took a look around and nodded, "Nice air, quiet place, cool weather. I like it here."
"Boss, Your Majesty, this way please." Jill had never told them her real name, so Bobby and the others always used "Your Majesty" for the second person and "The Queen" for the third. "Sorry to trouble Your Majesty to come all the way out here, but those goods really aren't easy to move—at least that's what Charlie says. So we had no choice but to ask Your Majesty to make the trip."
"No worries, no worries," Jill waved her hand generously. "As long as the stuff's good, a little trip is nothing."
"Rest assured, Your Majesty, you'll be satisfied with this batch for sure."
Bobby jogged ahead to lead the way, and soon the group arrived at the big courtyard behind the village. Inside, Charlie was waiting with four members of the action team. The rest had gone back to the county town, escorting Frank Wang as well. With those guys around, a small-time boss like Frank Wang—barely a boss, really—couldn't stir up any trouble.
Charlie nodded at Jonathan, then opened the cellar door. The cellar was pretty big—enough to store supplies for six people through the winter. But now it was a bit crowded, because there were three wild beasts inside.
One was a tiger, twice the size of the ones in the zoo. Another was a black bear, sprawled on the ground like a mountain of meat. And the last, the real heavyweight, was a giant python! It wasn't quite as monstrous as those movie snakes from "Anaconda," but it was thick and long enough to make anyone shiver. Even with half its head blown off, the one remaining eye still glinted with menace, sending chills down your spine if you made eye contact.
Jill took a deep breath, pressed her right hand against it to sense the energy, then slapped her palm in excitement. "That's the one! This is absolutely top-notch!"
"Boss, Ben Wang brought back more than just these three. There’s other stuff too." Charlie produced a bag, stuffed full of all sorts of Chinese medicinal herbs: "Ginseng, lingzhi, polygonatum, rehmannia, fo-ti—tons of stuff. And the quality’s great, really great. I have no idea where that kid got all this, but—looks like we struck gold."
Jonathan glanced at the three beasts in the cellar again, puzzled. "How did you even get these things in here? They must weigh a couple tons!"
Charlie looked just as confused. "Honestly, we have no idea. Ben Wang just showed up out of nowhere, said he got the goods, then opened up the cellar. Next thing we knew, there they were. That bear's even wider than the door—unless you tear the house down, there's no way to get it out. That's why we needed you to come in person."
A bear wider than the door, a snake that could crush a tractor, and yet here they were, chilling in a farmhouse cellar. If the TV folks ever caught wind of this, it’d be all over those weird animal shows, with experts lining up to explain it. But nobody here cared, so Jonathan Black just waved it off: "Forget it, doesn't matter. Pay him, and let Ben Wang keep doing his thing."
"The kid went to the county hospital to talk over his dad's treatment with his younger brother. He’ll be back tomorrow and then he’ll get back to hunting."
Jonathan nodded, glanced at Jill, and saw she was already bouncing over to the giant python, poking and prodding with her right hand, grinning like a kid in a candy store. Signaling to his crew, Jonathan was about to leave, but Jill suddenly called out, "Jonathan, come here."
After waving off the others, Jonathan walked over. "What's up?"
"Aren't you curious why I need wild beasts?" Jill pressed her right hand against the black bear, as if some invisible ripple was spreading over the mountain of meat.
"That's your secret. I won't pry."
"Ha, not bad, not bad. Good attitude. We've been working together for a while now, and you haven't given me any headaches lately. So as a reward, I’ve got something good for you." Jill put down her hand, pulled out a sharp knife, and sliced off a chunk of bear meat, over five pounds worth.
With her Titan Spirit Method improving, Jill could extract meat much faster than before—a bear like this could be processed in just two minutes now.
Handing Jonathan a palm-sized slice, Jill grinned mysteriously. "Take this home and fry it up. You’ve got a strong constitution, so you should be able to handle it."
Handle it? It’s just a piece of meat, not poison—what’s there not to handle?
That night, Jonathan cooked up the meat and took a bite. Instantly, his eyes bulged, his face flushed, and he collapsed straight onto the bed. Every cell in his body started buzzing, devouring some mysterious energy spreading from his gut. It was like triggering a secret evolution program—painful and pleasant all at once. Sweating buckets, he drifted off into a deep sleep.
The next day, he felt... different. He couldn’t say exactly how, but his energy levels were off the charts—so much so that he kept wanting to find a woman to burn it off.
That’s the power of a high-level XP potion.
The life essence in Ben Wang’s game meat was way stronger than anything else they’d gotten—much more concentrated. Sure, it wasn’t as crazy as the ancient sea monster Jill found once, but it blew great white shark out of the water. Jonathan didn’t know the Titan Spirit Method, so he couldn’t refine all that energy, and it got a little wild. Still, taken in moderation, it was all benefit, no harm.
And so, Jill happily stayed here for a few days, munching meat and soaking in herbal baths. Gotta say, those herbs were top-notch, and they worked wonders for the meat-loving Titan Spirit Method. In just a few days, her progress shot up like crazy—felt like she was leveling up overnight.
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Three days later, Jill finished digesting everything and headed back to Hong Kong with Jonathan. Ben Wang’s new shipments now had a proper delivery system, so Jill could enjoy the goods from the comfort of Hong Kong.
Feels great having a steady supply of XP potions delivered right to your door!
Time flew by in happy training. Every few days, Jill would head off to some mysterious place for another Black Fist Tournament. She was in such a good mood she didn’t mind getting out and about, and her freestyle training was going great too. So holding back in fights wasn’t such a pain anymore. Match after match, Jill’s reputation in the underground fighting scene soared, and her fanbase kept growing.
Of course, in the Black Fist world, champions rise fast—and fall just as quickly. Disappear for six months, and nobody will remember you, just like all those ex-champions. But right now, in this blazing hot season, the Bloody Queen's name is burning brighter than ever, almost ready to claim the crown.
On this day, at a high-profile Black Fist arena.
"Look! The Bloody Queen has beaten her opponent—she’s taken down Indestructible Johnny from the American division! After a fierce battle, the Bloody Queen has finally conquered every challenger from every region—she’s on top! As a fighter, she’s conquered the world; as a woman, she’s flipped the script! She’s the first—and maybe the only—woman to ever compete in the men’s open division. When she first appeared, everyone thought she was a joke, but now, she’s proved to every man—go eat shit! She’s the new emperor here, she owns this ring, and she’s the undisputed Bloody Queen! Bow down with me—Your Majesty! Your Majesty!! Your Majesty!!!"
In a wave of cheers, Jill Young raised her fist to the sky, radiant and unmatched.
Down below the ring, in a shadowy corner, someone snapped a photo of the moment. The guy chuckled darkly, his eyes gleaming with malice. "Who would've thought she’d get this far? Looks like the fruit’s ripe for picking." He pulled out a special tablet, Jill Young’s portrait on the screen, with all sorts of options underneath—just like a video game menu.
"Game—start."