There was still a pile of discarded metal blocks beside him. He reached out and clenched his hand, and all the metal scraps gathered together, obediently flew to the corner, and stacked themselves neatly.
He walked to the window and looked at the newly risen sun and the vast blue sea. His mood improved considerably.
He lightly hopped twice. He figured his weight probably hadn't decreased and might even have increased a little.
He arrived at Tony's training ground. Tony was sitting on a piece of equipment, working out his leg muscles. Leo eagerly stepped onto the test track, then backed up two meters.
His legs gripped the ground firmly. With a burst of strength, the muscles in both legs instantly bulged, along with the veins beneath them. They looked like tough steel tendons made by winding countless thin wires together, his muscles knotted and swollen.
He shot forward like a young cheetah and rushed past the finish line.
But faced with that powerful inertia, Leo's thoughts shifted. Though he had only rushed two meters, his body suddenly came to a stop.
Going from high-speed movement to instant stillness, inertia seemed to no longer restrain Leo's body.
Tony, standing nearby, had also seen this. He didn't seem particularly surprised, only somewhat astonished.
"Leo, your speed seems quite a bit faster than a few days ago. Has your physique improved again?"
"No, it just feels... easier. It feels like I've been freed from something, but I can't quite put it into words."
Leo looked at his hands. Threads of Golden Light within them exuded a wondrous magical power, making him lighter and filling him with strength.
Tony didn't make a fuss either. When it came to Leo, he probably wouldn't find anything mysterious or strange anymore. Everything seemed only natural.
"Come