Exercise and Attribute Increases

Exercise and Attribute Increases

"Kid, I'm a pretty blunt person. Don't take it the wrong way."

"But with your physique, you really need to train properly."

"You just can't train blindly. It's best to have a professional—"

On the way to the fitness area, Coach Jack kept trying to persuade Chen Sheng.

The implication was that Chen Sheng had to hire a trainer. Otherwise, careless training could easily cause problems and would be inefficient.

Chen Sheng pretended not to hear him.

Don't ask. If you asked, the answer was that he was broke.

Seeing that Chen Sheng apparently had no intention of hiring a personal trainer, Coach Jack's attitude immediately turned cold.

Probably another guy with enthusiasm that lasted three minutes.

With that thought, he stopped talking.

The two walked on in silence.

Before long, they arrived at the fitness area.

"Coach!"

A chubby blond-haired young man in sportswear enthusiastically raised his hand when he spotted Coach Jack.

Jack's previously indifferent face immediately broke into a warm smile.

"A Wei, you're here so early today."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, A Wei turned his gaze toward Chen Sheng.

"This is...?"

"Oh, a new member. He's training with us today."

Coach Jack looked at Chen Sheng.

"This is A Wei. He's been training with me for just one month."

"He wasn't much better off than you at first, but after a month of training, his build has already become much leaner."

At Coach Jack's introduction, A Wei grinned and flexed one arm, revealing what appeared to be the outline of muscle beneath his sportswear.

"Are you sure you don't want to buy a month of personal training sessions?"

Faced with Jack's question, Chen Sheng firmly shook his head.

Not to mention that a month of personal training cost four thousand, an absurdly high price.

With the Limitless Body, he had no need for a coach constantly adjusting his workout plan. As long as he had some basic exercise knowledge, his physical attributes could keep rising.

There was no need for personal training at all.

Seeing this,

Coach Jack gave up on Chen Sheng completely.

"Just follow along with whatever we do."

His expression swiftly turned cold.

Without bothering to see how Chen Sheng would react, he led blond-haired A Wei toward the treadmills.

Chen Sheng shrugged without caring and followed behind.

"Coach, what's up with that guy?"

A Wei quietly asked Jack.

He could tell that Jack's attitude was somewhat off.

"Don't mind him. That sort won't come back after three visits at most."

Hearing that,

A Wei immediately understood.

He had been working out for over a month now.

He looked down on people like that too—those who came on a whim and had no perseverance whatsoever.

He stopped paying attention to Chen Sheng and began discussing today's training plan with Jack.

They arrived at the treadmill area.

"You two warm up first. Forty minutes each."

"I'll come back later."

With that, Coach Jack left directly.

Chen Sheng stared blankly at the treadmill, which was covered in English.

Fortunately, he promptly looked over at what blond-haired A Wei was doing. He then copied him, starting the treadmill and setting a fixed speed.

More than ten minutes later.

"Hah—"

Pale-faced, Chen Sheng leaned against the treadmill and panted heavily. His calves trembled uncontrollably.

He looked utterly exhausted.

Blond-haired A Wei was dumbfounded by the sight.

Was this guy here to be funny?

He had not even run for twenty minutes, yet he was already in this state. What kind of fitness was he supposed to be building?

"Running isn't for just anyone."

"Be careful not to ruin your body."

A Wei sneered.

What he failed to notice was that after resting for a few minutes, Chen Sheng's face quickly regained its color, and his breathing evened out.

My stamina seems to be recovering quickly? Puzzled, Chen Sheng summoned his panel.

Strength: 0.86

Agility: 0.92

Constitution: 0.92

His Constitution attribute had risen by 0.01. Could an increase in Constitution also restore stamina?

Wouldn't that make him a perpetual-motion machine in the future? Training drove up his attributes, increased attributes restored his stamina, and then he could continue training.

And the effects of training would not diminish. Instead, they would only grow stronger as his attributes increased.

Thinking that,

Chen Sheng grew increasingly excited about the future, and a smile appeared on his face.

Next, he did not plan to keep running. Instead, he intended to save his recovered stamina for the training to come.

Twenty minutes quickly passed.

Coach Jack returned once more.

Red-faced, blond-haired A Wei stepped down from the treadmill.

Meanwhile, Chen Sheng had recovered some color and no longer looked as miserable as before.

Seeing this, Coach Jack instinctively assumed that Chen Sheng had run for a while before immediately slacking off.

The contempt in his heart deepened.

He ignored Chen Sheng outright and smiled at A Wei.

"Let's go. Strength training."

"Okay."

The two headed toward the weight-training area together.

Chen Sheng silently followed behind.

He did not care whether they looked down on him.

After all, he was here to work out, not to make friends.

Over the next hour,

Coach Jack helped A Wei with all kinds of strength training, while Chen Sheng did the same exercises nearby.

Unfortunately, the gap between him and A Wei was simply too great.

Whether lifting dumbbells or doing chest presses, A Wei started at no less than 20 kilograms.

As for Chen Sheng,

He could only lift 10-kilogram dumbbells.

For chest presses, he could only lift the bar itself. He could not add even a single weight plate.

And for sets of twelve repetitions, Chen Sheng felt his joints aching terribly after just two sets.

The same went for the other exercises.

Coach Jack focused all of his attention on A Wei.

He paid no attention to Chen Sheng whatsoever.

Several times, Chen Sheng shamelessly tried to ask him about proper form, only to be ignored every time.

"Kid, your foundation is far too weak."

"You need to find a way to eat more normally and make sure your body gets enough nutrients. Otherwise, if you keep training rashly like this, your body will break down."

"And for these exercises, your form has to be correct, and your breathing needs a rhythm too."

At that moment, a bald, burly man seemingly could not bear to watch any longer and walked over to guide Chen Sheng.

The man stood a full head taller than Chen Sheng, and his body was piled with massive muscles.

"Brother Qiang, our gym doesn't allow members to teach one another privately."

Seeing someone help Chen Sheng, Coach Jack hurriedly said.

However, this burly man's status seemed far from ordinary. When Coach Jack said this, he sounded distinctly lacking in confidence.

Brother Qiang glared.

"Got a problem with that?"

"If you do, get your boss to come find me!"

"I've fucking had enough of your attitude. Keep yapping, and I'll go talk to your boss tomorrow!"

Hearing this,

Coach Jack immediately wilted.

Still, when Brother Qiang was not looking, he shot Chen Sheng a vicious glare.

Chen Sheng ignored it outright.

"Kid, train without worry. As long as I'm at the gym in the future, I'll guide your training."

"Just call me Brother Qiang."

Brother Qiang pounded his chest with a loud thump.

"Thanks, Brother Qiang."

Chen Sheng smiled and nodded.

After that,

Under Brother Qiang's guidance, Chen Sheng resumed training and immediately noticed a clear difference.

When he performed the movements, it was no longer his joints that felt sore and swollen, but his muscles.

He could clearly feel exactly which muscles were exerting force.

Although for every movement, he could only use the lightest weight and manage two or three sets,

He believed that with steady accumulation, he would become stronger each time.

Half an hour later,

Chen Sheng bid Brother Qiang farewell and left the gym.

The first thing he did was open his panel.

Sure enough, his Strength attribute had risen by 0.01. His arms, which had still felt somewhat sore and swollen, had also recovered considerably.

Chen Sheng's only concern was whether his muscles would be sore when he woke up the next day.

But that was not something he could know yet.

Everything depended on tomorrow.

Chen Sheng checked the time.

He had spent more than two hours at the gym, and it was already past eleven in the morning.

Just in time for lunch.

Remembering Brother Qiang's words about ensuring sufficient nutrition, Chen Sheng looked around and quickly fixed his gaze on a beef hotpot restaurant.

He immediately headed over.

"Four plates of marbled beef, four plates of beef chuck flap, and four plates of beef balls."

Hearing the string of dishes, the waiter froze for a moment.

"How many people are dining, sir?"

"Just me. Go ahead and serve it. If I can't finish, I'll pack it up."

Hearing that, the waiter asked no more questions and placed Chen Sheng's order.