Japanese Terrorist: What? I'll fight Hellstar!

I don't know how much time passed, maybe only a few minutes, but it felt like an eternity. When the pressure cooker stopped buzzing, the pressure finally disappeared.

The body, compressed like a shriveled mummy, gradually swelled up and regained its shapely figure.

However, Yu Gonglin lay motionless on the ground, feeling a burning pain all over her body, and every breath she took made her nerves tremble.

It's unbelievable that his internal organs weren't shattered, and that he's still alive?

This torture-like fitness method causes pain to the human body that is no less than, and may even exceed, that of Kayako's torture of Tomie.

After all, Kayako couldn't crush Tomie's heart into a piece of paper and still give her a clear mind and a living body.

The hatch was opened from the outside, letting in light. Looking at the trainees lying haphazardly on the ground, the instructor grinned with satisfaction.

"Drag them out and let them rest for ten minutes."

At a command, staff immediately entered the pressure cooker, dragged the trainees out, and settled them against the wall to rest.

"I'm still alive?"

After resting for a few minutes, Amamiya Rin finally regained her ability to speak.

"You'll get used to it, and it'll feel very comfortable once you get used to it."

The male student sitting next to Yu Gonglin struck up a conversation with him. He chuckled and rolled up his sleeves to his shoulders, showing off his arms to Yu Gonglin, and said smugly.

"Hey, it's muscles, right? I've only worked out three times."

"three times?"

Amamiya Rin glanced at it and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

The muscles on his arms were smooth, well-defined, and uniformly sized without being overly bulky. Each muscle fiber contained abundant vitality, like thick steel cables wrapped around the bones, and the taut skin was full of explosive power.

In Amamiya Rin's mind, even top professional bodybuilders at their peak couldn't possibly have such strong muscles; it was already surreal.

"Don't be envious. If you just persevere a few more times, you can do it too."

The male student, with an air of arrogance, showed off to Amamiya Rin while also encouraging her.

It's unbelievable that he could say that. Who would encourage a beautiful woman like Tomie to build up a strong physique?

Amamiya Rin twitched the corners of his mouth and revealed a smile.

"Thank you for the encouragement, I'm really looking forward to it."

He desperately needed Kawakami Tomie to have the ability to protect herself, so that she wouldn't be killed or drive other men insane.

Moreover, Kawakami Tomie's power has become stronger, and he can also control Kawakami Tomie to make some attempts and explorations.

Before the cataclysmic disaster strikes, he must acquire even greater power and secrets.

The ten-minute break passed in the blink of an eye. The coach stood in the center of the field with his hands on his hips, urging the trainees to participate in the second round of training.

Several staff members pushed over a few torture instruments that looked somewhat familiar. The structure was simple and crude, consisting of two thick wooden beams and ropes. If three more wooden beams were added and the size was reduced, it would be the torture instruments used to torment people by putting them on their fingers in period dramas.

What was it called again? I think it was called a hand-cranking device.

"Kneel! Bend over! Insert your upper body! Put your arms behind your back!"

At the coach's command, the trainees did as instructed.

Two pieces of wood, one inserted between the abdomen and thigh, and the other inserted between the back and arm.

The staff member stood behind Yu Gonglin, stepped on the wood behind him, and gripped the rope tightly with both hands.

The next second, the rope tightened suddenly!

A sharp pain erupted as the wooden object in her abdomen pressed fiercely against Amamiya Rin's internal organs, as if trying to squeeze out her stomach and intestines.

At the same time, a strong soreness and swelling came from my thigh bone.

The wood on his back seemed to be crushing his shoulder blades and spine. His arms, which were tied behind his back, were sandwiched between the wood and his torso, and his joints made a creaking sound, as if they were about to dislocate and break at any moment.

In an instant, every bone in Amamiya Rin's body groaned in agony, as immense pressure acted from both front and back simultaneously, as if trying to fold his body in half and cut it into two pieces.

At this moment, without needing to look, Amamiya Rin could clearly feel the shape of each rib, which was protruding from under the skin.

The rope was tightening little by little, the squeezing force continued to increase, and the pain was like a raging storm, wave after wave assaulting his nerves.

This feeling was no better than the pressure cooker torture; it was just another form of torture.

Amamiya Rin sincerely admired those students who persisted two or three times; their willpower... no, that's not right! It had nothing to do with willpower.

Amamiya Rin suddenly realized.

His meditation could calm his mind and increase his tolerance for pain, but no matter how deep the meditation was, it could not be maintained under such intense torture.

It has nothing to do with his mental cultivation; the problem lies with this gym. This gym keeps the trainees—no, the ones undergoing training—conscious and active.

This gym is a curse!

After an unknown amount of time, the rope finally came loose.

Amamiya Rin collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, feeling as if her body had been run over.

However, after a ten-minute break, Amamiya Rin realized that he really needed to crush them this time.

The training ground for the third round was a flat, thick, huge stone slab. Yu Gonglin and the other trainees were thrown onto it, and with a buzzing sound, the ceiling slowly descended!

That was actually a thick stone slab!

As the stone slab fell, the weight of tens of tons was evenly distributed, pressing heavily on his head, chest, abdomen, and limbs. The incomprehensible pressure was beyond description; it was as if the human body was being crushed into a piece of paper!

Time became blurred and lengthy under immense pressure and the pain of oxygen deprivation, but the pain was etched into Amamiya Rin's mind with unparalleled clarity.

An hour later, the stone slab above finally stopped descending and began to rise slowly.

Amamiya Rin collapsed onto the cold cement floor, panting heavily. He felt as if all the bones in his body had been taken apart and put back together, and every muscle was groaning in pain.

However, amidst this extreme exhaustion and pain, Amamiya Rin keenly noticed changes in her body.

My body is very heavy.

It wasn't the kind of heaviness that leaves you feeling exhausted and powerless, but rather a real, substantial weightlessness, as if you had actually gained weight.

He vaguely sensed that under the repeated pressure, his body was being compressed, his density was increasing, the muscle fibers were being forcibly squeezed tighter, and his bones were being forged in a furnace, as were his skin, internal organs, and even bone marrow!

From top to bottom, inside to outside, every part exudes a sense of solidity.

He looked down at his arm.

Although she still has the slender profile of Tomie Kawakami, her muscle lines are already visible, and there is a power beneath her skin that far exceeds her appearance.