At Bai Ye's command, Smith immediately pressed the machine's switch. The entire machine started up the next moment.
Several thousand volts of powerful current surged through the wires into Bai Ye's body, continuously killing off his cells.
Then, the stamping machine behind him began striking Bai Ye's back evenly with five tons of force at a frequency of twenty hits per second, causing his skin to redden and swell slightly.
Meanwhile, the restraints around Bai Ye's legs contracted inward, constantly squeezing the skin on his legs.
Strapped into the machine, Bai Ye endured his body breaking down while using both hands to lift the eighteen-ton weight apparatus, beginning to work out rep after rep.
He no longer needed to train different parts of his body separately. After his physique reached 2.8, he no longer became tired. Moreover, as long as he trained one area, the strength of the other areas would increase as well.
At his current level, forget his arms—even his dick, when engorged, could hold up a two-ton object without drooping.
In ancient times, Lao Ai used his dick to lift a cart wheel. Bai Ye, meanwhile, could forget wooden wheels and directly serve as a support strut for a car. His reputation as a human pile driver was well deserved.
"Thump thump thump thump thump!"
The unceasing pounding echoed throughout the factory. Bai Ye looked at the efficiency displayed on the information panel with great satisfaction, thinking that he could finally focus completely on training.
Smith, who was operating the machine nearby, spoke up at that moment. "Bai, there's something I want to talk to you about."
"Hmm? What is it?" Bai Ye asked while continuing his workout.
"Didn't I mention before that my boss wanted to meet you? After you were on TV again yesterday, he