Start with push-ups to gain experience

Chapter 338 Improving Day by Day, Forged Like Steel

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The bathroom was filled with steam, and the sound of water washing over the tiles could be heard continuously.

Sweat-stained clothes and pants were crumpled up and thrown into the laundry basket.

The kitchen gas stove emitted blue flames, and the pressure cooker's valve hissed and bubbled.

The rich and mellow aroma of the yam and pork rib congee is gently carried into every corner of the living room.

Sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, spreading freely across the smooth sports floor and illuminating a large, bright area.

The newly added green plants in the corner, their leaves even greener under the caress of the sunlight and the teasing of the breeze.

Even the fine hairs between the leaf veins shimmered with a subtle light, as if coated with a layer of water droplets, exuding vitality.

Click.

As the frosted glass door was pushed open, Fang Cheng walked out in his slippers.

He was shirtless, with a white towel casually draped over his broad shoulders.

A few remaining drops of water slowly slid down the sculpted lines of his abdominal muscles.

With each step he took, his firm, well-proportioned muscles rippled gently beneath his skin, as if they were alive.

Every line is full of understated yet explosive beauty, shimmering with a healthy luster as if crafted from fine steel under the sunlight.

Fang Cheng walked to the bright area in front of the window, basking in the warm spring sunshine.

Then freely twist your neck and stretch your limbs.

A series of crisp crackling sounds came from between the joints, like popping beans, completely dispelling the last trace of fatigue left from the morning exercise.

"call--"

After taking a deep breath, Fang Cheng squinted slightly, gazing at the unobstructed view outside the window.

I felt refreshed and invigorated.

There is a private bathroom where I can take a hot shower immediately after each intense workout.

This feeling is truly incredibly comfortable.

As Fang Cheng did relaxation and stretching exercises, his gaze inadvertently swept across his surroundings.

The newly renovated house now has many household items added.

Besides those few pots of ivy and spider plants used to purify the air and absorb formaldehyde.

An unopened washing machine has appeared in the corner of the living room, and a simple folding dining table and two chairs have been placed against the wall.

On the balcony, several pieces of clothing that had just been washed yesterday were swaying gently in the breeze, exuding a clean and refreshing scent that blended sunshine with laundry detergent.

Fang Cheng couldn't help but recall the scene when his mother came over yesterday.

She saw that apart from the cold, impersonal gym equipment, the place was almost completely bare and shabby.

They thought their son had suffered some kind of trauma and was going to become a monk and a hermit.

That pained look in his eyes was almost too much for Fang Cheng to handle.

So she busied herself with preparations all day long, finally making the place look like a normal place for people to live.

Before leaving, my mother was excitedly saying that she would buy him a few sofas and a big color TV in a few days, and that she would definitely make the place very comfortable.

Fang Cheng could only let her be happy; he couldn't very well tell her that this place was actually just his secret hideout and training ground where he hid from prying eyes.

Anyway, there are still tens of thousands of yuan left in her bank account, enough for her to do whatever she wants.

After finishing the last set of stretches, Fang Cheng put his hands on his hips and gazed at the bright spring sunshine outside the window.

The community is lush with green grass and blooming with flowers.

The newly planted ginkgo saplings have already eagerly sprouted tender green buds.

On the distant beach, figures mingled, exuding a relaxed holiday vibe.

The azure sea shimmered in the sunlight, as if sprinkled with a layer of dazzling diamonds.

"The weather is great."

Fang Cheng murmured to himself, a faint smile playing at the corners of his lips:

"Unfortunately, it's not a good time to kill yet..."

The thought flashed across my mind.

He naturally recalled Chen Chen's seemingly sincere "cooperation" proposal.

Two days have passed since the night I spoke with the leader of the Red Tiger Gang through Xiao Sa's words.

Fang Cheng was not in a hurry to respond, and immediately asked the other party for specific information about the next target.

Let's give that old fox a break first, let him understand who holds the initiative; that will be more effective.

When it comes to cooperation, the most important thing is to gain a psychological advantage.

When the time is right, let Xiao Sa pass by, revealing your intention to "consider" the matter.

As for when and how to take action, that depends on one's mood and assessment of the situation.

For Fang Cheng, the most important thing at this stage is to keep exercising and level up his skills.

As long as one's strength improves day by day, one's physique will be tempered to be as strong as steel.

No matter what schemes or tricks the opponent employs, or how powerful they are, they are nothing more than fleeting clouds that temporarily blind them.

With this thought in mind, Fang Cheng's eyes flickered as he looked at the pale blue screen that had appeared before him.

[Boxing Lv3 (47/1000)] (Iron Fist, Infinite Combo)
【Striker Lv3 (21/1000)】(Dance of Lightning)

【Jiu-Jitsu Lv2 (310/500)】 (Elasticity)

[Muay Thai Lv2 (226/500)] (Steel Bones, Super Armor)
【Tai Chi Level 1 (173/250)】 (Power Dissipation)

[Push-up Lv3 (215/1000)] (Master of Strong Arms, Unicorn Arm)

[Squat lv3 (182/1000)] (The Solitary One)

[Leg Raise Lv2 (423/500)] (Ape Waist)

[Pull-up Lv3 (0/1000)] (Absolute Mastery)

【Back Bridge Lv2 (340/500)】 (Iron Bridge)
【Handstand Support Lv2 (401/500)】(Air Walk)

[Running lv1 (16/250)] (Strong wind blowing)

[Qi Gong lv2 (93/500)] (Poison resistance, Everlasting strength)
Fang Cheng scanned the prompts and skill bar one by one, and nodded in satisfaction.

The first formal morning exercise in the new house yielded remarkable results.

Especially in fitness-related skills, the experience points for each skill have been significantly improved.

The two master-level skills, "push-ups" and "squats," gained 7 and 8 experience points respectively.

The other master-level skills saw even greater increases, generally exceeding 15 points.

Of course, the amount of sweat and effort required during the workout far exceeds that of the past.

It's fair to say that any world-class athlete who witnesses his training would be astonished and filled with awe.

Such monstrous physical abilities naturally require matching them with abnormal training programs of terrifying intensity that is unimaginable to ordinary people.

Fang Cheng's current physical training plan is as follows:
With a 500-pound barbell plate, complete 500 one-arm pull-ups and 500 one-arm hanging leg raises.

With a 200-pound weight strap, complete 600 two-finger push-ups and 250 one-arm handstand push-ups.

Carrying a 500-pound barbell on his shoulders, he completed 800 single-leg squats.

With a 500-pound weight plate, complete 800 back bridges.

Finally, there was an hour-long session of punching the sandbag and shadowboxing practice.

If the situation is suitable, then conduct a half-hour long-distance running training.

The sheer number and intensity of the training programs are beyond the imagination of most people.

Even top athletes would be scared.

Even a "biochemical monster" like Xu Hao, who has undergone physical enhancement, would likely suffer muscle dissolution due to overtraining if he rashly attempted it.

In the past, Fang Cheng could complete a training session with all his might, but he certainly couldn't make it a daily routine and maintain it for a long time.

But now, with his physical attributes exceeding 50 points, this terrifying training plan is just right for him.

It can fully utilize most of its own strength, provide sufficient stimulation to muscle fibers, and enhance the training effect.

It won't cause excessive fatigue due to overload, thus hindering training progress.

For him, each training session was a chance to subtly reveal his potential.

At the same time, it also ensures that you can be in perfect condition before the next day's training.

Under this highly efficient positive cycle, the rapid improvement of strength is a natural outcome.

"almost……"

Fang Cheng muttered to himself, his gaze fixed on the pale blue screen in the air that only he could see.

Among the many skills listed above, the experience bars for the fitness skills "leg raises" and "handstand push-ups" are already close to saturation.

Before long, they will achieve another breakthrough and advancement. At that time, their physical fitness will surely reach a whole new level.

ding dong -- ding dong --

The crisp, abrupt sound of the doorbell abruptly broke the tranquility inside the house.

Fang Cheng's eyes instantly sharpened, and he quickly and silently walked behind the door, peering out through the peephole.

A deliveryman in a blue jacket stood outside the door, looking down at the order information in his hand.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong, Fang Cheng reached out and opened the door.

"Hello, your takeout has arrived. Please sign for it."

The deliveryman handed over two large bags of food from the ground. The weight of the bags made him grimace involuntarily.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Fang Cheng smiled and accepted it with one hand, offering a brief greeting.

The weight that would make an ordinary person stumble was as light as a feather in his hands.

After I paid, the door was shut shut.

In the center of the living room, a simple folding dining table quickly unfolded, becoming a dining table.

Two huge bags were casually placed on the table.

One of the plastic bags was full of cooked food that had been portioned into transparent food containers.

The braised beef is rich in flavor, the roasted chicken legs are shiny and glistening, and the pork chops are fried until golden brown and crispy.

The other brown paper bag exudes a pure aroma of wheat and meat.

Inside were twenty-five steaming hot beef buns.

Fang Cheng's eyes gleamed, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he couldn't help but swallow.

Without any delay, he immediately pulled up a chair and sat down.

Too lazy to even pick up chopsticks, he simply grabbed a thick pork chop with his hands and stuffed it into his mouth.

What followed was a lavish feast that had absolutely no regard for decorum.

Large pieces of pork chops were torn into the stomach in a few bites, and the hot meat buns seemed superfluous to chew, so they were swallowed directly.

The intense workout had almost drained every last bit of energy from my body, and now it was screaming for nutritional replenishment.

As his physical attributes continue to improve, Fang Cheng's metabolic rate has long exceeded that of ordinary people.

Its digestive capacity is further enhanced by the "food" special effect, making it as powerful as a bottomless furnace.

From his appearance, Fang Cheng looks perfectly normal, but his need for food has reached a level that can only be described as monstrous.

With no outsiders present, he could eat as much of the high-calorie food as he wanted without any restraint.

It is transformed into the purest energy in the body at the fastest speed.

Just as the last pork chop was swallowed, the pressure cooker simmering yam and pork rib porridge in the kitchen stopped hissing as it released steam.

Fang Cheng quickly got up, went over, and lifted the pot lid.

The rich aroma of rice and meat wafts over you.

Before even serving it, Fang Cheng picked up the scalding hot pot and started drinking it straight from the rim.

Ten minutes later.

The two large bags of food were completely devoured.

He drank the entire pot of pork rib porridge clean.

The bottom of the pot was so smooth it looked as if it had been carefully wiped clean.

"belch……"

Fang Cheng let out a satisfied burp and patted his slightly protruding belly.

Although I feel very full right now.

But Fang Cheng had no doubt that if his digestive engine sped up a bit more, he could finish another meal like this.

Clean up the food scraps and packaging neatly on the table.

After washing the pressure cooker, I also wiped down the stove and kitchen utensils.

Cleaning skill experience +1

Cleaning lv1 (216/250)

After completing all this, Fang Cheng glanced at the experience display on the panel and breathed a satisfied sigh of relief.
Then, I turned my attention to the brand-new, large freezer lying against the wall.

I walked over and lifted the cabinet lid. Cool air rose up, but the inside seemed rather empty.

There were only a few lonely pork ribs, a small bundle of celery, and two cabbages lying in the corner.

These are the groceries my mom bought when she came over yesterday.

At the time, she was still muttering that her son must have been ripped off by the merchant, since he lived alone and buying such a big freezer was a complete waste of electricity.

But the mother didn't know.

This amount of food, which would be enough for an average family to eat for two or three days, is not even enough for a proper meal for someone like me who has a big appetite.

Fang Cheng smacked his lips and made a decision.

I'm not going to work at the club today; I need to do a thorough procurement of supplies first.

Solve the most critical problem: food.

The three secrets to fitness are exercise, rest, and diet; none of them can be neglected.

To become stronger, you must eat more and eat better.

This is a matter of utmost importance and absolutely cannot be delayed.

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In the afternoon, at the entrance of Haitian Garden.

A red taxi slowly came to a stop.

Fang Cheng paid and got out of the car, then walked straight to the back of the vehicle.

The driver helped open the trunk, and inside were four bulging, large shopping bags, all stuffed full.

There is a large warehouse supermarket near the community, with a full range of goods at low prices.

This saved Fang Cheng a lot of trouble.

The ingredients he purchased this time mainly consisted of meat, eggs, and milk, which are high in protein and calories.

Although this area is by the sea and has abundant seafood, the prices are relatively high, and it's not enough to fill you up.

Fang Cheng bought only a small amount to improve the taste of the meals.

After more than two hours of hard work and three trips back and forth, the large freezer was finally filled to more than halfway.

This is the fourth trip, and also the last.

"Having your own car would make things much easier..."

Fang Cheng thought to himself.

Yesterday morning, Xu Sanduo called.

The shipwreck artifacts entrusted to him have successfully found suitable buyers.

Once the money arrives, the plan to buy a car can be officially put on the agenda.

Now, I frequently travel between Jiuchang Street, Haitian Garden, Wanghu Town, and the club.

Whether for work or personal errands, having a car is always more convenient.

With his mind preoccupied, Fang Cheng easily lifted the four large bags, which weighed a total of over fifty kilograms, and walked into Building 7 where he lived.

Upon arriving at the elevator lobby, I saw a yellow warning sign erected at the elevator entrance.

The sign above reads "Under maintenance, temporarily out of service," and the handwriting is particularly eye-catching.

It's probably just routine maintenance by the property management.

Fang Cheng was too lazy to wait, so he turned around and walked towards the safety passage next to him, intending to walk up.

Carrying dozens of kilograms of heavy objects up to the nineteenth floor is a nightmare challenge for ordinary people.

But for Fang Cheng, this was not much different from taking a walk after dinner.

With light steps, they quickly climbed to the top of the ten-plus floors.

As Fang Cheng walked up the stairs from the 14th to the 15th floor, he suddenly noticed a man standing on the landing in the stairwell.

The man stood quietly by the window, his hands in his pockets, seemingly gazing at the scenery outside.

Hearing footsteps behind him, he turned around, revealing a young and handsome face, his gaze falling on Fang Cheng.

The young man nodded slightly, a gentle smile on his face, and said softly:
"hello."

(End of this chapter)