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“Bai, our boss knows about your situation and is ready to talk to you,” Smith whispered.

"Your boss?" Bai Ye paused, looking at Smith.

"Yes, it's the owner of this gym. He found out you work out here and wanted to chat with you tonight, so he asked me to ask if you're free."

"What to talk about?"

"We're looking for someone with such a great image to endorse the club. The endorsement fee starts at ten million, but we can discuss the exact amount," Smith said.

"What if I don't want to see him?" Bai Ye asked directly.

"Our boss also said that if you don't want to, we can just let it go. At the same time, he wants to be friends with you, so he's taking the initiative to refund the money you deposited at our gym. You can work out here for free 24 hours a day as long as you want."

"Furthermore, since this club in New York was built many years ago, it has some old-fashioned equipment. To meet your needs, we can ship the latest equipment over tomorrow. If you require it, we can even pay to have equipment custom-made to suit your abilities."

"You're quite generous." Bai Ye's lips curled up. Since the other party was so accommodating, he felt a little embarrassed to refuse.

After thinking for a moment, Bai Ye looked at Smith and said, "Then tell your boss that I don't have time this month, but I will visit him in person next month. There is a big deal worth over 100 billion to discuss with him then."

“A hundred billion?” Smith exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes, you'll see when the time comes. Let's start training now. This time, let's increase the barbell to one ton. I'll start with a set of squats," Bai Ye instructed. Today, he increased his physique by 0.2, which is enough to keep up with his strength, and he doesn't have to worry about overtraining and injuring himself.

“One ton? But the barbells I have here can only be raised to a maximum of 260 kilograms,” Smith said, sounding troubled.

"It's okay, I'll just stack the four together and take them," Bai Ye said, waving his hand dismissively.

But he soon discovered that this was impossible, because after adding weight plates to the barbell, he could only grip one barbell with one hand.

Even if he were strong enough, he could only grab two bars at most with his hands, and at most carry one more behind his neck. The fitness equipment used by ordinary humans is no longer enough for him.

Left with no other choice, Bai Ye could only reduce the intensity of his training to 780 kilograms for three sessions. However, as the amount of training decreased, he found that with this level of training, he could not even break a sweat, let alone feel tired.

As his physical attributes improved, his stamina recovery speed also increased. Even though he was carrying a nearly ton of weight while doing squats, and the tiles under his feet were almost crushed by his feet, he still did a thousand squats in a row without his face turning red.

It is clear that the recovery of physical strength has exceeded the expenditure of exercise.

'If Magneto were here, he could increase the strength of the lever in my hand directly,' Bai Ye thought to himself, feeling a pang of regret.

After so many days of training, he also discovered that, with the same intensity, the training effect was almost doubled when the body reached its limit.

Unfortunately, as attribute points increase, reaching the limit through training will become extremely difficult.

Left with no other option, Bai Ye could only do squats while asking, "Do you have sulfuric acid here?"

"sulfuric acid?"

"Forget it, I'll bring it myself tomorrow." Bai Ye shook his head and rejected the idea. He should be able to try taking a bath with sulfuric acid with a purity of over 70% now.

'But the school is supposed to be visiting Osborn today, Peter Parker should be bitten by a spider by now,' he guessed to himself.

Then another idea popped into his head, and he looked at Smith and ordered, "Go get a barbell without plates, and then use it to hit me."

"Bai, you mean, to whip you with a barbell?" Smith asked with a strange look on his face.

"That's right, I want to train my ability to withstand blows. Don't worry, I won't get hurt."

'Who's worried about you? I'm worried about exhausting myself,' Smith thought to himself, then picked up a barbell without any weight plates and swung it across Bai Ye's back with all his might.

"Boom!"

As Smith struck with all his might, the steel rod in his hand felt like it was hitting a rubber wheel, making his right hand slightly numb.

Bai Ye, who was attacked, felt a slight stinging pain in his back. From Smith's perspective, his fair skin appeared slightly red, but otherwise, there was no change.

"Did you use too much force? It feels a bit too light; I don't feel any vibration or impact to my internal organs."

While asking questions, Bai Ye opened the instructions and found that it was indeed very useful. As long as he took another 5000 blows, his physique would improve by 0.1.

"I absolutely gave it my all," Smith said earnestly, shaking his slightly numb right hand.

"How about this, instead of hitting my back, just hit the back of my head. I think that would be more effective," Bai Ye said.

One dared to speak, the other dared to act. Not long after they finished speaking, Bai Ye, who was doing squats, was hit on the back of the head by Smith.

Bai Ye gasped in pain, as if he heard his bones cracking. His head was ringing. Turning back to see Smith about to swing the bat again, Bai Ye quickly said, "Let's put the training intensity aside for now. Let's hit his back first. It seems your head is still a bit fragile."

"Oh." Smith obediently turned his attention back to Bai Ye's back and lashed out with all his might.

However, his physical strength was not as good as Bai Ye's. After only a few dozen blows, his arms started to go numb, and he had to sit down and rest, watching Bai Ye train alone.

Bai Ye quickly found a new way to train himself: disrupting the circulation of internal energy in his body and breaking the original path, which can be called severing his meridians.

Feeling the internal energy flowing freely within his body, bringing a needle-like pain, Bai Ye revealed a satisfied smile.

Description section:

You have successfully recovered from the severed meridians caused by the reversal of internal energy, and the total recovery time was 70 minutes...

Repeat 34 times, physical fitness improves by 0.1.

Repeat 124 times, and your mental state will improve by 0.1.

Chapter 25 Acceptance of Amnesty! Acceptance of Amnesty! What kind of amnesty is this!

In the evening, Chief George took a break from his busy work, but the thought of the large group of reporters surrounding the police station gave him a headache.

These reporters were all after a headline story; they wanted to interview Bai Ye after he came out.

In order to prevent the situation from escalating and to protect Bai Ye's personal information, he escorted Bai Ye and his lawyer out of the police station through the back door beforehand.

The entire city of New York is buzzing about this bank robbery, especially since the police couldn't handle it for ages, only to have it wiped out in no time by a young man. It's certainly worthy of conversation.

In addition, Bai Ye is incredibly handsome, so both those who appreciate good looks and those who enjoy the plot will find it interesting and pay attention to this matter.

After an afternoon of discussion, Bai Ye was even given nicknames like "the savior of the New York police" and "the Robin Hood of the 21st century" online.

On television, the news anchor declared righteously, "This humiliating defeat by the New York Police Department has become the biggest topic of discussion within the American police force. Former Police Commissioner Hoover, known for his decisive and efficient approach, commented that the New York Police Department's behavior shows they've completely abandoned all pretense of dignity..."

New York City Mayor Adams turned off the video on the screen and turned to the police department's top officials, saying, "You all know how badly your police department is perceived by the public in New York City. This has seriously affected the government's image in the eyes of the citizens, and this matter must be resolved immediately."

Inside the meeting room, the police chiefs were all wondering why the mayor, who had previously been so laissez-faire about police affairs, was suddenly showing such concern today.

But only George and a few others knew that the mayor was suddenly showing concern because he was worried that the upcoming election would affect his voter turnout.

"The crux of the matter lies in the crucial issue. You must resolve this matter no matter what. The reason I've summoned you here is to have you come up with a plan on how to resolve this." The mayor looked at George: "Since no one is speaking, let the chief speak first, since you've been involved in this whole process."

George, surprised that this would involve him, stood up helplessly and said, "I think we should strengthen the professionalism of police officers and improve their training..."

"Alright, alright, you don't need to say anymore. What you said makes a lot of sense, but what I need is a way to immediately reverse public opinion." The mayor quickly stopped him and turned to the deputy director, asking, "Do you have any ideas?"

"I do have an idea," the deputy director said after hesitating for a moment, then stood up. "Since the police department's public opinion is caused by that teenager, why don't we just recruit him into the police force?"

"Recruit them?" the mayor asked thoughtfully.

“Yes, now the whole of New York is comparing that young man’s abilities to our police department. In that case, why don’t we just recruit him into the police department?” the deputy chief said, but this suggestion made the mayor’s eyes light up.

“As long as we issue a statement to the public that our police department has learned its lesson and brought in the teenager who solved the bank robbery case, the public’s attention will only be focused on that young man.”

"And it can also give citizens the feeling that the government is listening to their opinions, reversing the previous negative impression of being aloof and superior." The deputy director said as he pondered, becoming more and more convinced that his method was feasible.

“But that guy didn’t even graduate high school. Are we just going to make an exception and let him join the police force? There’s never been a precedent for this before,” George said.

"What's the big deal? We don't need to officially hire him. Instead, we'll add him with the title of Special Advisor to the Police Force. We won't need him to handle cases; we'll just use his name to support us," the deputy director said.

"Later on, we can promote him as a rising star in the police force. With his good looks, he can even turn around the government's image."

“Okay, your idea makes a lot of sense in practice. Let’s go with your method.” The mayor of New York City made the decision directly, and then looked at George and said, “Since the deputy chief has come up with an idea, you can carry it out.”

“Huh? I…” George pointed to himself helplessly.

“Otherwise, among everyone here, you’re the only one who’s had the most contact with that young man. If we don’t let you go, who will?” the mayor said matter-of-factly.

George looked around and noticed that his colleagues had subconsciously distanced themselves from him.

The mayor looked at George and said calmly, "This matter concerns the honor of the government. I remember you've been the director for almost five years now. I hope you won't slack off in this final period of your term and will do your job well."

Faced with this blatant threat, George nodded helplessly and said, "I understand. I will talk to him and try my best to get him into the police force."

"Not just try, definitely," the mayor emphasized.

……

You completed a total of 21543 weighted squats, increasing your maximum mental attribute to 1.6.

As the instructions on the screen changed, Bai Ye gently lowered the three barbells off her body.

It was already dark outside the gym, and it was late at night. Bai Ye had been squatting at full speed for seven or eight hours straight, but he didn't feel tired at all. He only felt hungry after a long workout.

"Is that all for today's practice?" Smith asked.

"You can go back now, I'll stay here tonight," Bai Ye said.

Now his family background has definitely been thoroughly investigated, and when he goes back, he will definitely be harassed by the group of reporters who are staking out his house. Since the club owner said that he can stay here 24 hours a day, he might as well make this place his home for the time being.

Feeling hungry, Bai Ye left the club and headed towards the shops outside, but a phone call before he left made him change his plans.

Looking at the unfamiliar number on her phone, Bai Ye hesitated for a moment before answering: "Hello, who are you? How did you get my number?"

"White Night, is it? I'm George, the police chief. We met today. I have some things I'd like to discuss with you about the police department. What are you doing right now?"

'Chief George?' Bai Ye recalled the middle-aged man she had seen that morning; his voice was indeed no different from the one she had seen earlier.

After hesitating for a moment, Bai Ye said, "I don't have anything to do right now, I'm going to have dinner."

"Is that so? I haven't had dinner yet either. If you don't mind, why don't you come over to my place for dinner?" George invited over the phone.

'Let's have dinner...' Bai Ye frowned slightly, not understanding the other party's intentions, but it shouldn't be a bad thing. After all, if they really wanted to harm him, there was no reason for them to bring him to their home.

"Okay, Director. Where do you live now? I'll be right there." Bai Ye nodded.

After noting down George's phone number, Bai Ye hung up and headed straight for his house. But before he got there, another call came in from an unknown number.

The next line after "recruit amnesty" is, "What kind of amnesty is this? We'll storm Tokyo and seize the throne!"

Chapter 26 My Own Cabbage Has Learned to Steal Pigs

'What's going on? Are all these guys calling me at once today?' Bai Ye looked at the unfamiliar number and answered again.

"Ah Bai, I didn't expect you to be doing so well now, even on TV." A familiar voice came from the phone. Upon hearing this voice, Bai Ye almost instinctively frowned.

"Uncle Li, is there something you need?" Bai Ye asked in return.

"It's nothing, just checking in on you. After all, you're on TV now, so you can't have any blemishes, hehehe." The voice on the other end laughed very casually, but the threatening tone made Bai Ye want to vomit.