This Guy Wasn't Normal

Through his research, Chen Feng had figured out that the Proficiency System issued various physical training plans. Completing them would earn him corresponding abilities.

It sounded simple enough.

But when Chen Feng looked at the training plans, he froze.

[30-Hour Daily Training Plan]: An ordinary person can complete 1,000 sets of exercises in ten hours. Increase that to 3,000 sets, and you can complete 30 hours' worth of exercise in one day.

[Ghost Brain Training Method]: Visualize a hundred-kilogram mantis and defeat it.

"Train thirty hours a day?"

"Imagine a giant mantis in my head and beat it?"

"How do those words even belong in the same sentence?"

After searching through the Proficiency System for ages, Chen Feng finally found a plan a human might actually complete.

[Hero Training Method]: The system owner must complete 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and a ten-kilometer run each day.

The training was divided into four stages: S, A, B, and C.

C-rank Hero Training was free to unlock. After one week, the system owner's physical strength would reach Brick-Burst Level, allowing him to shatter a brick with one strike.

B-rank Hero Training cost one point to unlock. After one month, he could reach Wall-Burst Level and smash through a thick wall with one strike.

A-rank Hero Training cost ten points to unlock. After one year, he could reach Building-Burst Level and destroy a house with one strike.

S-rank Hero Training cost one hundred points to unlock. After three years, he could reach Block-Burst Level and flatten an entire block with one strike.

"Flatten a whole block in one move? With that kind of power, Professor Sheep and Pig Instructor won't mean shit!"

Chen Feng's blood surged. The Ghost-Catching System was powerful too, but no matter how strong a Water Ghost was, that power wasn't truly his. What mattered was becoming strong himself.

Hero Training Method, activate!

[User has selected the Hero Training Method]

[Warning: During the plan, the user must complete 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and a ten-kilometer run every day. Failure will result in severe punishment]

"Severe punishment? How severe could it be?"

"Once I'm done training, I'm turning Professor Sheep into a meatball."

Full of confidence, Chen Feng had no idea how miserable the coming days would be.

After class.

Chen Feng wanted to say hello to Li Guolong, but Li had already hurried away with the fat guy and Yellow Hair.

Strange. Why was he so cold this time?

Chen Feng thought it over and found the reason. Last time, resisting had landed him in solitary confinement for seven days, making it clear he was willing to stand up to the school. This time, he had given in. Naturally, Li Guolong and the others wouldn't think much of such weakness.

Especially when students could be baiting one another into getting reported, and no one trusted anyone else.

Speak of the devil.

The girl with glasses walked up to Chen Feng and trotted out the same old line. "Hey, new guy. Want to escape?"

Chen Feng's response was simple.

He raised his hand. "Professor, a student here wants to escape."

"Huh?"

The girl with glasses cried out in alarm. She had spent so long setting traps for others that she clearly hadn't expected to get caught in one herself.

"Running away is what bad children do."

"Child, this place is so wonderful. Why would you want to leave?"

"Come with me to the electroshock room."

As the professor led the girl with glasses away, an apple appeared in Chen Feng's hand.

A warm classmate had turned into cold fruit.

Chen Feng clearly saw Li Guolong and the others watching him from nearby, their eyes full of contempt.

Their opinion of him seemed to have sunk even lower.

But that didn't matter.

Chen Feng had his own way of joining them.

At mealtime, Chen Feng carried his metal lunchbox over to the three of them.

The fat guy said, "Damn, this whole cafeteria and you have to squeeze in with us?"

Li Guolong looked disgusted. "Get lost! I've got nothing to say to a lapdog."

"Nothing to say? How about now?"

Chen Feng slapped a sheet of paper onto the table. It was the map of the Fourth Hospital from the notebook beside the desk and chair!

Li Guolong's expression changed. "Where did you get that?"

Chen Feng made his intentions clear. "From your seat, of course. But that's not important. What matters is that I knew I'd be rewarded for reporting you, and I didn't."

The fat guy pointed at the map, still trying to argue. "The hell? What could you report us for? Does it have our names on it?"

Li Guolong waved for the fat guy to stop. "What do you want?"

Chen Feng got straight to the point. "You made this map, so you must have an escape plan. I want in."

Li Guolong glared at him. "Why should I trust you?"

Chen Feng didn't flinch. "It says right here on the map. To cross the yard between the gate and the building, you need a key."

Yellow Hair nodded. "Right. It's the item you need to clear the game."

"Shut up!" Li Guolong turned back to Chen Feng. "You're saying you can steal the key?"

"That's right."

Chen Feng agreed at once. He knew Professor Sheep would leave the academy at the end of the month.

That was information he had already confirmed.

So stealing the key looked like the most dangerous job, but it was actually the safest.

"I don't know where your confidence comes from, but if you bring us the key, I'll let you join." Li Guolong still had his doubts, but with Chen Feng taking on the hardest task, he couldn't refuse.

"It's a deal."

That afternoon.

[Running distance +1 km. Current total: 9 km]

[Running distance +1 km. Current total: 10 km]

[Ding! Today's ten-kilometer run is complete]

Since running was already part of the Internet Addiction Academy's physical training, Chen Feng completed that task with ease.

When it was time to practice military-style boxing, Chen Feng approached Pig Instructor. "Reporting, Instructor! I want to do push-ups!"

Pig Instructor snorted. "No."

"Sit-ups, then?"

"No."

Shit!

Chen Feng cursed inwardly. It looked like he would have to train more after the session.

So when Pig Instructor dismissed them, Chen Feng stayed behind instead of leaving with the others. He dropped onto the yard and began doing push-ups alone.

"Huff, huff."

As his arms bent again and again, his training progress crept forward.

[Push-ups +1. Current total: 7]

[Push-ups +1. Current total: 8]

[Improper push-up form detected. Rep not counted]

Shit!

Normally, that might have been fine. But Chen Feng had spent the entire afternoon practicing military-style boxing and was already exhausted. After just ten proper push-ups, his face was red, his neck strained, and he was close to giving out.

And that was only one-tenth of the way there.

I don't think I can keep going.

Chen Feng was panting hard. The moment the thought crossed his mind, an emotionless electronic voice sounded in his ear.

[Warning: Today is almost over]

[Plans succeed through preparation and fail without it. Once a plan is made, it must be completed]

[The host's training progress is slow. Assistance is being provided]

Assistance?

Chen Feng was overjoyed.

"System, give me a gorgeous coach with big boobs and a great ass!"

"Or a Minor Restoration Pill from a martial arts novel. Something that restores my energy and strengthens my body!"

Just as Chen Feng sank into that pleasant fantasy—

Crack!

An invisible whip seemed to strike him, leaving a horrifying welt across his back.

It hurt! It hurt like hell!

Chen Feng nearly passed out from the pain. Then a warning sounded in his mind.

[Host, resume your push-ups immediately or be whipped]

[You're so lazy and weak. I really need to whip you into shape]

[Three, two, one. Whip!]

Crack! Again.

The blow sent Chen Feng spinning like a top and tore his skin open.

Now he was well and truly scared.

"Stop hitting me! Stop! I'll train, okay?"

On the verge of tears, Chen Feng straightened his back faster than he ever had in his life and kept exercising. But whenever his form slipped, the system beat him mercilessly.

Shit!

What kind of stupid system is this?

Chen Feng wanted to cry. But terrified of the whip, he could only grit his teeth, tense his abdomen, and keep lowering and raising himself on arms that trembled like fluttering butterfly wings.

Yellow Hair saw him and couldn't help asking, "What kind of person is he?"

The fat guy said, "A lunatic, Yellow Hair. That guy's not normal."