Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1012 - 505_2

"Brother Cheng, thank you! I will definitely work hard, and I will come back with the trophy to see you!"

After speaking, she ran a few more steps, turned around again, and waved vigorously.

The hem of her skirt fluttered, and her long hair gently brushed, like a butterfly poised to take flight in the morning light.

Fang Cheng stood at the entrance of the stairs, watching the youthful figure fade into the distance, a smile unconsciously tugging at the corners of his mouth.

Returning to the ninth floor, he opened the door to his home.

The aroma of breakfast had long filled the room.

Li Biyun was carrying a steaming pot of millet porridge out of the kitchen. Seeing Fang Cheng changing his shoes at the entrance, she asked with some confusion:

"Chengcheng, you just got back, and now you’re rushing out again, what’s going on?"

"Oh, I just remembered I left something in the car, so I went down to get it."

Fang Cheng casually made up a reason and pointed to the oil-paper bag on the table:

"Mom, have you tried the pan-fried buns? I specifically went to Wang Ji to buy them; they just came out of the pot, still hot."

"Wang Ji? You have to wait in a long line there."

Li Biyun had a gentle smile on her face as she walked to the dining table and put down the hot clay pot she was holding.

Then, with quick movements, she unwrapped the oil-paper bag and using chopsticks, placed the crispy-bottomed pan-fried buns onto a plate.

"Hmm, they look good and still have that authentic charred aroma."

"I remember when you were little, you craved these so much that you would stuff your cheeks full, eating five or six in one go."

While speaking, she glanced up at her son, her gaze landing on the beads of sweat on Fang Cheng’s forehead, and hastily urged:

"Hurry up and take a shower to wash away the sweat, and come out to eat while it’s hot."

"Yes, Mother!"

Fang Cheng smiled and gave an imperfect military salute, grabbed the change of clothes hanging on the back of the chair, and turned to walk into the washroom.

The old copper water tap was turned on, emitting a muffled sound.

Cold tap water immediately gushed out, pooling in the enamel basin.

Fang Cheng scooped up a handful of cold water and splashed it hard on his face, then soaked a towel and vigorously scrubbed his chest and back.

The cold water flowed over his hot skin, washing over muscles as firm as steel, sweeping away the stickiness and fatigue from the morning exercise, invigorating his entire spirit.

He straightened up, shaking the water from his wet hair.

Then, while toweling his upper body dry, he admired his explosively muscular build in the mirror.

As his thoughts stirred, a faint blue light screen silently appeared on the water-streaked mirror.

[Congratulations, through extraordinary effort and persistence, your skill has reached Master Level]

[Running Level 2 (0/500)]

[Gained Skill Enhancement reward, Free Attributes 9 points]

Several glimmering pieces of information appeared, reflecting in Fang Cheng’s dark pupils.

Earlier, when running in the park, with many people around being nosy, he restrained himself from immediately choosing to allocate points.

Now, alone with his secret, he couldn’t help but smile with satisfaction.

It’s like wanting to sleep and someone handing you a pillow.

Fang Cheng hung the towel around his neck, his eyes fixed intently on the 9 Free Attribute points.

His brain raced, planning a strategy for allocating the points.

Currently, his panel data was:

[Strength: 65]

[Agility: 64]

[Constitution: 76]

[Spirit: 70]

These 9 attribute points came just at the right time, practically tailor-made to break through a bottleneck.

First, allocate 4 Free Attribute points to Constitution, directly pushing it to the 80-point threshold.

Based on previous experience, 80 points in an attribute is very likely a pivotal boundary in human physiological function.

It might even be the critical threshold from "mortal" to "superhuman."

Once this barrier is broken, physical abilities will certainly see a qualitative leap forward.

Fang Cheng’s eyes sparkled with thought, his imagination running wild.

To what extent will the defensive power increase? Will a regular small-caliber bullet only leave a white mark on the body?

How much will recovery ability be improved? Will the resurrection of severed bones and regeneration of flesh become reality?

More importantly, the enhancement of Constitution will inevitably reinforce the Inner World.

The "Sun" hanging deep in his consciousness might burn even more fiercely.

The upper limit of True Qi storage, the explosive power of Qigong, and even the understanding of the "Sun Path" could all rise with the tide.

Just imagining that kind of feeling, as if his whole body was filled with endless power, capable of crushing mountains with a single punch, made his blood boil with excitement.

As for the remaining 5 points of attributes, they were all added to Strength, just enough to make it 70 points.

You know, in the skill effect description of Pull-ups, it’s written very clearly.

As long as the Strength attribute breaks through 70 points, this skill will successfully unlock a hidden effect.

Although the specific effect is not yet clear, the increase in strength alone is already quite considerable.

It is enough to take the power of Skill Effects like "Ghost Back," "Kirin Arm," and "Infinite Continuous Punching" to the next level.

Fang Cheng’s mood was high, and his fist hanging by his side involuntarily clenched slightly, the knuckles making a crisp cracking sound.

However, just as he was about to confirm with his mind to add the points,

A terrifying scene suddenly flashed through his mind, like a basin of ice water pouring down on him, forcing him to stop the thought abruptly.

"No... I can’t add it here."

Fang Cheng stared at himself in the mirror, his eyebrows gradually knitted tightly.

If 80 Constitution Attribute points really are a major limit of the human body,

Then the body’s reaction triggered by breaking this taboo will definitely be several times more intense than when he hit 60 attribute points before.

Not to mention the pain like every cell in his body being torn and reorganized.

The violent hunger that follows the breakthrough is currently the biggest trouble.

Fang Cheng is too familiar with that feeling.

It’s like a starving ghost reincarnated after several lifetimes, eager to swallow everything edible around him.

If one’s rationality is slightly less firm, the entire person would be completely controlled by the hunger.

During previous breakthroughs, he had raided the fridge at home, even swallowing raw rice at times.

The scene of red eyes and wolfing down food looked like a horror movie to outsiders.

If it suddenly happens again, turning the house upside down, or even displaying monstrous behavior, it would definitely scare his mom to death.

Moreover, when Strength attributes are increased to 70 points, the muscle dimensions will surely expand accordingly.

Although it shouldn’t become an exaggerated body shape, clothes stretching tight and the body suddenly becoming a size larger is certain.

These changes must be carefully considered, with plans made in advance.

Otherwise, not only will it surprise and puzzle close friends and relatives, but it will easily attract the attention of those with intentions, exposing the anomalies of his body.

At this sensitive time, any slight oversight could lead to unforeseen consequences.

Fang Cheng pondered for a moment, then scooped up a handful of cold water to splash on his face.

Forcing himself to calm down, he quickly made a decision.

After breakfast, he would tell his mom and then head to Sea Sky Garden.

First, go to the large supermarket there to buy enough meat and high-calorie food, stuffing the big freezer full.

After making thorough preparations, he would then start adding points.

If the physical changes after the breakthrough are still controllable, he would return to live in Old Factory Street that night.

If the changes are too great, or the wild hunger is hard to quell,

He would simply find an excuse, saying he was attending a closed fitness training camp organized by the company.

Take a few days to practice in seclusion at Sea Sky Garden, and return after fully adapting to the new power.

Upon understanding this point, Fang Cheng exhaled softly, relaxing his tense nerves slightly.

Since returning to East Capital, he had consistently chosen to stay in the old house on Old Factory Street.

Apart from inspecting base sites with Lin Chuqiao and the others, and visiting the club once, he was almost always by his mom’s side, never leaving her.

He didn’t run off to live alone at Sea Sky Garden like he used to.

Despite the fitness equipment being more complete there, and the environment more private, making training much more efficient.

But as soon as he thought about the Ideal Land lurking in the shadows, watching him, Fang Cheng felt like a sharp sword was hanging over his heart.

The powerful and mysterious leader seemed like an ever-present shadow.

Until the hidden threat was completely lifted, Fang Cheng couldn’t truly rest at ease.

Although through the "Sun Heart Net" connection, he could sense his mother’s condition anytime, anywhere, detecting any danger immediately,

This sense is ultimately passive, nowhere near as reassuring as being there himself.

What if the other party has mysterious means to forcibly cut off this connection?

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng picked up the wet towel and vigorously wiped his face again.

"If only I had a large, loyal force now..."