บท 1937: Super

However, Meng Chao had no chance of resisting. Just as he thought of fighting back, the seemingly enormous, sacred, and inviolable glorious will started to tremble violently. 

Its billions of shining tentacles were reminiscent of the sun's rays. They also danced wildly like the flagella of bacteria that were about to be wiped out by disinfectant. Instead of ordering Meng Chao, it seemed to be begging him to contribute data, as though this was a matter of life and death. 

It appeared strong on the outside, but it was actually weak on the inside. As such, Meng Chao became even more clear-headed and struggled with all his might. 

The tentacles of light that wrapped around Meng Chao seemed thicker than pythons, but they were all destroyed.