Dramatic Surge in Physical Fitness!

Dramatic Surge in Physical Fitness!

Bang!

A loud explosion rang out in the training room!

The punch-force test data appeared on the wall!

532 kg

Seeing the red number displayed on the machine, Luo Wen could barely contain his excitement!

He had never imagined that his punching power would increase by so much!

Just two days ago, his highest recorded punch force had only been 199 kg!

Now, it had risen to 532 kg. It was simply outrageous!

Still finding it hard to believe, Luo Wen threw another punch with all his strength!

Bang!

533 kg!

Another extremely high number appeared on the testing device.

This time, Luo Wen was completely convinced. His strength really had increased dramatically!

"Let's test my speed too!"

Overcome with excitement, Luo Wen activated the Speedometer.

Whoosh!

As before, Luo Wen sprinted at full speed from one end to the other.

He was as fast as lightning, far faster than the likes of Bolt!

Beep beep!

The red dot on the Speedometer flashed rapidly, and a number finally appeared on the display—1 meter per second.

"Holy shit!"

Seeing the number on the Speedometer, Luo Wen could not help blurting out a curse.

When he had sprinted at full speed just now, he had felt incredibly light. The wind had howled against his face, but he had not expected to be this fast!

What did 1 meter per second even mean?

Olympic champion Bolt's fastest record was only 438 meters per second.

He was now far faster than Bolt!

In terms of speed alone, he had already reached the peak of ordinary Earthlings.

"Punch force of around 500 kilograms and a speed of 14 meters per second. In other words, my current strength is probably equivalent to an Intermediate Student at a Martial Arts Hall in Swallowed Star..."

Luo Wen's eyes gleamed as he stared at the speed display and muttered to himself.

In Swallowed Star, the standard for an Advanced Student at a Martial Arts Hall was a punch force of 600 kg and a speed of 15 meters per second.

He was already very close.

The standard for a Quasi-Martial Artist, meanwhile, was a punch force of 900 kg and a speed of 25 meters per second.

He was only sixteen. There was a very good chance that he could become a Quasi-Martial Artist before turning twenty.

"But I'm still far behind compared to Luo Feng. Luo Feng passed the Intermediate Student assessment as soon as he entered the Martial Arts Hall at sixteen, and became an Advanced Student at seventeen..."

Whenever Luo Wen thought of Luo Feng's absurd Spiritual Master talent, his balls ached.

Luo Feng's Spiritual Master talent was said to be the strongest on Earth. All he needed was to faint once for his physique to improve dramatically.

No one else could compare.

It would be great if I had Spiritual Master talent too.

Luo Wen could not help thinking.

Spiritual Masters had far too great an advantage in the early stages. They were naturally two minor ranks above Martial Artists.

They could fly and launch area attacks.

Most importantly, they looked cool.

If he had Spiritual Master talent too, then with his current physical fitness, he would probably only need to faint once to approach the level of a Quasi-Martial Artist.

"Enough thinking about that. Even if I had Spiritual Master talent, I'd still need to become a Martial Artist before I could awaken it. I can't aim too high."

Luo Wen shook his head, suppressed his jumbled thoughts, and wiped away his sweat.

Next, Luo Wen tested his other physical stats.

Height: 191 cm

Weight: 90 kg

Body fat: 9%

Bench press: 655 kg

Squat: 672 kg

Standing vertical jump: 203 cm

Together with a punch force of 533 kg and a speed of 1 meter per second.

Every single category surpassed the current world record.

He was practically the template for peak human performance.

Though he was still some distance away from a superhuman like Captain America, compared to ordinary people, he was already a terrifying existence.

"Besides, I've only just been infected with the RR virus. I still have plenty of room to improve!"

Looking at his physical stats, Luo Wen smiled in satisfaction.

"Next, it's time to make money!"

Luo Wen wiped the sweat from his body, packed up his things, and swiped his card to leave the training room.

With his current physical fitness, if he trained step by step, there was a high chance he could reach the level of a Quasi-Martial Artist before turning twenty.

But for Luo Wen, that was still too slow.

The world of Swallowed Star did not only have precious items like Dragon Blood that could dramatically improve physical fitness.

Rare medicinal herbs, high-level monster meat, and various other supplementary items could all enhance physical fitness.

That was why, among the three Advanced Students at Yian District Third High School, aside from Luo Feng, the other two were both children of wealthy families.

The children of rich families could stack resources to increase their strength.

Since Luo Wen had a chance to obtain those resources, he naturally would not let it pass.

After returning to his apartment and taking a quick shower, Luo Wen grabbed his bank card and headed out.

He drove his family's Ford SUV out from the basement level of S.H.I.E.L.D. Rather than going directly to the Chinese Distributor to inspect the goods, he first drove to Brooklyn and rented a secluded warehouse.

Land in New York was worth its weight in gold. The warehouse was around three hundred square meters, and Luo Wen did not dare rent it for too long, only taking it for a month.

Even so, it cost him 100,000 dollars.

Only after renting the warehouse did Luo Wen drive to the Chinese Distributor.

Luo Wen took a look around. It was a medium-sized grain transfer company.

They shipped rice from China over by Cargo Ship, then packaged it into bags for distribution.

The production line was spotless, and the rice standards were extremely high.

These days, domestic foreign trade merchants nearly always selected their finest goods for export, so this batch of Northeast Rice was of exceptional quality.

Luo Wen made his decision after just one look.

The quality was beyond reproach.

"Boss, deliver it to 751 Eighth Avenue in Brooklyn. This is the deposit."

"Mr. Luo Wen, you're very decisive. I hope we can work together often in the future."

The Chinese owner was named Zhou Yao, a calm and steady middle-aged man in his early forties. He shook Luo Wen's hand as he spoke.

"We will."

Luo Wen smiled.

There would certainly be no shortage of cooperation with Boss Zhou in the future.

Luo Wen had already drawn up a preliminary plan.

He would use rice from the Marvel world to exchange for money in the world of Swallowed Star, then use money from Swallowed Star to purchase Kroll Alloy and sell it in the Marvel world.

By repeating this cycle, he could profit from the price difference in both worlds, and it would be simple to carry out.

Zhou Yao was highly efficient. By around three in the afternoon, he had already delivered all 2,500 tons of rice to the warehouse Luo Wen had rented.

At Luo Wen's request, the rice had also been packed into plain bags containing 50 jin each.

"Very good. President Zhou, you work efficiently. Here's the remaining payment—it's already been transferred. I'll contact you again in a few days to buy more stock."

When Zhou Yao received the bank transfer notification and heard Luo Wen say he would be purchasing more goods in a few days, he beamed with delight.

No one disliked a generous, straightforward customer like this.

"I'll await good news!"

After Zhou Yao left with his workers, Luo Wen looked at the warehouse filled with rice and smiled faintly.

2,500 tons meant 5,000,000 jin of rice.

Fifty jin per bag.

There were exactly one hundred thousand bags in the warehouse.

Those hundred thousand bags of rice could probably sell for around 30 to 40 million Chinese Yuan in the world of Swallowed Star.

The profits were simply obscene.

"First, I'll go get an ID card from Zhou Huayang, then talk to him about the rice and Kroll Alloy."

Luo Wen walked to the warehouse's southwest corner. There was a small partitioned room there. Luo Wen was preparing to travel to the world of Swallowed Star, and the Dual-World Ring was his greatest trump card. Every time he traveled, he had to ensure that no one could secretly film or spy on him.

There was nothing inside the small room. Luo Wen had even cleared out the sofa. All four sides were bare white walls, without the slightest place to hide a pinhole camera.

After entering the room, Luo Wen snapped his fingers. Accompanied by a blue-black vortex, his figure vanished from the spot.

The next second, Luo Wen appeared in a small hotel room in the world of Swallowed Star.