(I did make a p@treon, so if you want to support me and get access to advanced chapters up to 25ch, you can find me by the name LazyTranslator567)
Inside the factory, Kevin was doing lifts with both hands.
The 4,000-ton weight acted on his arms, making his hands make a creaking sound as if they could not bear the weight.
His arms seemed like they would break at any moment from the pulling force, but even so, he still managed to lift them up little by little.
"The effect of exercise... seems to be getting faster and faster." Ignoring the pain of his body cells being electrolyzed, he thought to himself.
At this moment, his normal strength reached 3.8, while the additional strength attribute was 0.4.
(T\N: the additional strength is the system added attributes he gets them from his talent if you remember)
Even though this is only a slight improvement, the difference is huge.
At this moment, an attribute of 0.1 means a 15% difference in strength, an attribute of 0.2 means a difference of about 75% in strength, and 0.3 means an increase of 180%.
The extra 0.4 at this moment means that his maximum strength limit has reached more than 4 times the original, which means that his training efficiency has been multiplied by 4.
The proof is that his maximum strength was more than 3,000 tons yesterday, but it jumped to 4,000 today. Although it was outrageous before, it was not to this outrageous extent.
"Sure enough, this attribute panel is terrifying. It may be scarier than the chat group in the future." He thought of the initial operation of this panel to push the chat group aside and be the main screen.
"Ding Dong."
Just as he was thinking and exercising, a doorbell rang outside the factory.
"Someone is coming. They should be here to deliver the aerospace information. I'll go open the door." Smith thought of Kevin's previous instructions and said to Rouge, then turned and walked towards the door.
After pressing the switch and opening the heavy door of the factory, Smith saw a pretty woman in smart clothes standing at the door.
'Are the couriers so good now?' Smith thought strangely, and then said, "You are the one from the Doom Group who came to deliver the information, right? Can you give me the information and leave?"
"Delivering materials? Aren't I coming here directly to give lectures?" Susan asked puzzledly. This was completely different from what Victor said.
"Teaching?" Smith was stunned for a moment and then confirmed, "You are from the Doom Group, right? Mr. Wilson gave you the address, right?"
Susan nodded. That was true.
"Then come with me first." Smith said, then pressed the button to close the door and turned to walk into the factory.
As the heavy iron door behind her closed, Susan felt a little worried, but she bit her lips and followed Smith in.
After following Smith through a long corridor, Susan saw a dozen people in work clothes observing various parameters.
In front of the people, there is a huge and transparent tempered glass. On the opposite side of the tempered glass, a figure is exercising indifferently.
'WOW~' Looking at the figure, Susan subconsciously sighed in her heart.
A handsome man with back-length black hair was standing on a high platform. Under his red skin, his muscles, as if cast in steel, bulged slightly, enduring the horrific bombardment again and again.
At the same time, visible electric light swirled around the man's body, making him look like a god of thunder.
Of course, the most important thing is that this man has no clothes on and is exposed naked in front of her, which is really amazing.
"Why is he not wearing any clothes?" Susan suppressed the complaints in her heart.
"Mr. White is exercising, and it will probably be over in three hours. You can stay here for a while," Smith said.
'Why is she here?' Kevin also noticed Susan and wondered why she came to deliver the information. Is the head of the genetic department so idle?
As for being naked, his body was under the terrifying high voltage current every minute and every second, and even his cells were forcibly dissolved by lightning. How could normal clothes not be destroyed during exercise? He simply didn't wear them.
"Hello, I'm Anna." At this time, Rogue smiled and greeted her and said, "May I ask what you are doing here?"
"Being a teacher and tutoring Mr. White in aerospace knowledge." Susan said a little uncomfortably. They were all adults, and she obviously noticed something was wrong.
"Oh, I see." Rogue smiled thoughtfully, and then the two fell into an awkward silence.
A minute later, Susan, who was watching Kevin exercise, couldn't help but ask, "Does Mr. White never wear clothes when he exercises?"
Rogue: "You will get used to it later."
Susan: …
Three hours passed in an inexplicable and awkward waiting. Kevin walked out and reached out his right hand. The staff member next to him handed him clothes in due time.
As Susan turned away, he calmly put on his clothes and walked in front of her.
He had already changed his clothes before the meeting, so Susan bowed deeply and said, "Mr. White, I am here to apologize to you on behalf of my brother Johnny. He deeply regrets his reckless behavior yesterday."
Kevin didn't say anything but looked at the woman in front of him with a slightly aggressive gaze.
Corruption, so corrupt.
He also didn't expect that Fisk would act on his own and bring Susan over. It was really... an unexpected surprise.
He would be such a coward if he didn't take a bite of the meat that is right in his mouth.
After thinking for a while, he turned around calmly and said, "Come with me."
"Let's go, where to?" Susan asked after a moment of silence.
"Eat, then go play?" Kevin said calmly in front of Rogue.
"Play? But I'm here to teach you." Susan said.
"Don't be ridiculous. With your teaching method of mouth, which transmits information at a rate of no more than 100 bits per second, I won't be able to learn it in a month. I might as well do something more meaningful."
he walked out of the factory, ignoring Susan, whose cheeks were slightly flushed, and Rogue, who looked gloomy, and said calmly: "I'll wait for you outside, remember to come out quickly, I don't like to wait too long."
Then he thought of something and turned back strangely and said, "Or do you want it to be here? That's not impossible."
After he finished speaking, he quickened his pace, took out his cell phone from his pocket, found Fisk's cell phone number and dialed it: "You did a good job."
"This is what you deserve." Fisk smiled slightly, knowing that he had made the right move and should increase his efforts next.
"Mr. White, your order has been completed. We have taken action again against those marchers who entered the hospital." Fisk said.
"It's not enough." Kevin said.
"Isn't that enough?" Fisk couldn't help but ask, "Do you want to execute them all?"
"I'm not talking about those marchers." Kevin's eyes flashed with annoyance and said, "Fisk, can you sleep well?"
"Sleeping? What do you mean?"
"As soon as I concentrate, whether eating, bathing, resting, or having sex, all sorts of blah blah blah scoldings of me flood into my head, which annoys me a lot."
Kevin said impatiently: "So expand the scope of attack. I don't want to hear any voices that make me unhappy anymore, it makes me doubt your execution ability, be better or there will not be a next time."