May 4.
The day of the physical fitness assessment for flag officers.
It was now 3:25 in the afternoon.
The Army and Navy's brigadier generals, major generals, vice admirals, admirals, and even fleet admirals
were all undergoing the three major events at examination venues throughout headquarters.
Their results would be uploaded to the military's internal network in real time,
allowing all soldiers across the armed forces to freely review them.
This forced the prideful generals to take the assessment seriously.
Not only did they have to pass, but they also had to make their numbers look good.
[BOOM!!!]
With a deafening roar and a blast wave spreading outward, the nearby display immediately updated.
At the same time, Warhammer's electronic voice echoed through the area.
[No. 86 Doriki Value Tester.] [Examinee: Marine Headquarters Vice Admiral Enel] [Doriki Value: 10000] [Rating: Outstanding]
This pushed the already lively atmosphere to an even greater peak.
Everyone nearby instinctively turned their astonished gazes toward him.
10,000!
This number far exceeded the 5,000 passing threshold for flag officers.
It had reached the legendary ten-thousand-point limit that represented a "monster."
It also meant that a single punch from him contained more than a thousand tons of force!
At that moment, Enel, clad in a snow-white Marine Coat of Justice, with a pair of broad white wings growing from his back and his upper body bare, floated roughly ten centimeters above the ground.
He knew very well that the so-called "ten-thousand-point limit" was merely the tester's limit.
It was also the average level of Physical Arts for most vice admirals.
Yet the spectators around him were already buzzing with discussion.
Their gazes were fixed on the young man adorned with all manner of gold jewelry, his earlobes hanging to his chest and a faint