Mighty Gloves

Ke Meng opened his eyes and looked to the left of his bed.

Inside the basin lay a glove studded with round rivets. It looked like black cowhide and was a little worn.

Ke Meng got out of bed to find Big-Faced Cat, only to spot a ball of fluff in the room.

"Woof." The furry ball barked.

He looked at the little fluffy dog-no, he could no longer call it little.

It was covered in thick, long yellow fur and looked about sixty centimeters tall at the shoulder, taller than it had been yesterday.

Its ears were completely hidden beneath its fluffy yellow fur. Only its mouth, eyes, and nose showed, making its entire head look very round.

Its rear was also covered in masses of fur, with only the very tip of its tail poking out.

Looking at this Big Fur Dog, a line of classical poetry seemed particularly fitting: "The young lotus had barely shown its pointed tip when a dragonfly had already perched upon it."

"If you keep growing for another four days, won't you be bigger than a wolf?" Ke Meng patted Big Fur Dog's head. Big Fur Dog looked at him pitifully and whined.

It sounded as though it was begging for dried fish.

Ke Meng chuckled and tossed it a dried fish.

Big Fur Dog dashed over with quick little steps and swallowed the dried fish, moving with remarkable agility.

Then Ke Meng took out another dried fish. "Feed this to Big-Faced Cat. Do you know how to feed a cat...? Never mind, I'll do it. Your paws aren't suited for feeding cats."

Ke Meng was afraid Big-Faced Cat would swallow Big Fur Dog's paw, so he did not dare let Big Fur Dog try.

Big-Faced Cat did not just eat dried fish; he ate other foods too. Ke Meng had done some additional tests while filming his last video and found that anything made of meat would do.

Last time, he had not put his hand inside Big-Faced Cat's mouth. That was the correct way to feed him.

Big Fur Dog sat on the floor and watched longingly as Ke Meng used chopsticks to place the dried fish in Big-Faced Cat's mouth. Big Fur Dog watched enviously.

I really want to eat that.

But my owner won't give me any.

Big Fur Dog let out another low whine.

Seeing how greedy this little clown was, Ke Meng tossed it two more dried fish.

The dog polished off both dried fish in a single mouthful, eating them at lightning speed.

Ke Meng gave it no more, leaving it to stare helplessly.

After fifteen seconds of looking into Big-Faced Cat's eyes, Ke Meng gained some new knowledge.

The black glove in the basin was called the Mighty Gloves. It could freely change size to fit the user's hand and increased the wearer's strength, allowing them to easily lift objects twenty times their own body weight. Wearing the glove would not affect the deformation of their muscles.

After gaining this new knowledge, Ke Meng thought, So it's a body-weight glove.

This would make excellent material for a review video. Ke Meng considered what to include in his review. He could go outside and lift heavy objects, creating a striking visual contrast in size.

Imagine someone lifting a car with one hand. Wouldn't that be an impressive sight?

Ke Meng picked up the glove. The moment his fingers entered its opening, it clung to his hand and reshaped itself automatically, fitting every inch of his skin.

He flexed his fingers and felt no resistance at all. The glove was very light and easy to wear.

Ke Meng stood up and looked around. His bed appeared to be the heaviest object in the room.

He walked to the edge of the bed, gripped one of its wooden legs with his right hand as though holding a sausage, and lifted it a meter high in one smooth motion without any resistance.

As the bed tilted, the quilt, pillows, and everything else on it tumbled to the other side.

Ke Meng lowered the leg and put the quilt and pillows back where they belonged.

This glove is amazing, Ke Meng marveled.

If body weight was the determining factor, then putting it on an evil god's tentacle would likewise allow the god to lift objects twenty times his own weight.

Ke Meng imagined Cthulhu moving something heavier than himself with a single tentacle, and the scene sprang vividly to mind.

But what use would that be?

It really did not seem useful for the boss.

Cthulhu was already the ultimate boss. Strength equal to twenty times his body weight was an insignificant boost to him. The passive damage of his "tentacles" alone was countless times greater than that strength value.

Ke Meng clenched his right fist. The glove was useless to his boss form, but it was useful to ordinary people and players. It could be considered a rare item.

However, since the Mighty Gloves' formula was based on body weight, and players' body weight did not vary much, its growth potential was limited.

Ke Meng wondered whether the weight of equipment would count toward body weight.

With that thought, Ke Meng picked up a pen to write, only to crush the black pen with his immense strength.

He took off the Mighty Gloves, picked up another pen, and wrote in his little notebook:

"If external weight increases my body weight, will my strength increase accordingly?"

Ke Meng put on the glove, lifted a chair with his left hand, and stood on the scale in the living room. His body weight had increased by at least four and a half kilograms.

Unfortunately, Ke Meng had no good way to test it and could not quantify his strength.

He decided to set that aside for now and check the statistics for Big-Faced Cat's review video.

He logged into Bilibili and checked the video. The strange review Ke Meng had recorded had already reached twenty-eight thousand views.

It had over three thousand likes, and plenty of people had donated coins too.

He brought up the system list. Eleven thousand people had watched, and the mission was complete.

Ke Meng clicked to claim his reward.

Ding.

"Resistance +1"

"Current resistance: 2"

In other words, Ke Meng had already possessed one point of resistance before the increase. One was probably the baseline for ordinary people.

After completing the mission, Ke Meng gained one point of resistance, making him more resistant than an ordinary person.

Just then, the available missions refreshed instantly, adding two options.

"Normal mission: Make a video review of a strange object and reach at least ten thousand viewers. Reward: resistance +1."

"Hard mission: Make a video review of a strange object and reach at least one hundred thousand viewers. Reward: Shadow-Grasping Hand skill."

A hard mission had been added this time. Ke Meng's gaze moved back and forth between the normal and hard missions.

After thinking for ten seconds, he chose the hard mission.

The normal mission immediately disappeared, leaving the hard mission in his mission list.

"One hundred thousand viewers. I can give it a try," Ke Meng muttered.

A review video featuring the Mighty Gloves would have a strong hook too. The buzz from his previous video had not died down yet, so he could release a new review while it was still drawing attention.

After accepting the new mission, Ke Meng was very interested in the reward offered by the hard mission.

What was the Shadow-Grasping Hand skill? Could it capture shadows, or did it do something else?

Just then, the repeated hiss of spraying sounded outside the window again.

Ke Meng walked over to the window and saw Mrs. Chen holding a bottle of disinfectant, giving the pavement outside the convenience store entrance a quick spraying.

Although it was morning, the sun had not come out. Gloomy clouds shrouded Whale City, making the whole street look rather dim.

Mrs. Chen stood in front of the store, focused on disinfecting. Perhaps because of the gloomy sky, the shadow at her feet was so faint that she almost seemed to have no shadow at all.