When they arrived at the gym from yesterday, Liam imdiately drew curious looks from the receptionists.
They couldn’t forget him.
After all, he had stayed there for a long ti—but barely trained, spending most of it staring at his phone.
His purpose had seed strange.
And today, he didn’t co alone. He brought a young woman—an exceptionally beautiful one.
Linda couldn’t hide her curiosity.
This was her first ti entering a gym.
She felt a little intimidated seeing the muscular n, but at the sa ti, she couldn’t help but admire the mature won with attractive bodies.
Even though her natural figure was already very good, it still lacked the toned firmness of the won here.
Liam brought her to the reception desk and registered her.
Of course, he paid for everything.
He even hired a personal trainer for her, ensuring she wouldn’t just co here to fool around.
"Go to the second floor. You’ll et your trainer there," Liam instructed as they entered the training area.
Linda could only obey.
She knew that if she acted poorly, all the good things she hoped for might disappear.
Liam smiled faintly.
It was Sunday.
The number of people training was almost twice as many as yesterday.
And he could clearly see the effect.
(Physique Power: 0.1280389)
(Physique Power: 0.1292822)
(Physique Power: 0.1300032)
Within just a few minutes, the third decimal place had already changed.
Of course, Liam didn’t just sit still after arriving.
There were too many people, and many beginners were training seriously.
He did so light exercises—not because it mattered much, but to avoid looking lazy.
His own training had so effect, but it was minimal.
What truly mattered was the combined effort of everyone around him—especially those lifting heavy weights.
The effect was imdiate.
(Physique Power: 0.1900032)
In just over half an hour, it had increased significantly.
This made Liam curious about his actual strength.
So he walked toward the area where barbells weighed over 100 kilograms.
Those lifting such weights all had impressive physiques.
For them, even that wasn’t heavy—it was just a warm-up.
Liam bent down and grabbed one of the barbells.
His body didn’t look weak, but it was still excessive for soone like him to attempt 100 kg.
Several people watched, expecting him to embarrass himself.
Beginners often tried things beyond their limits.
But when Liam lifted it—
He was surprised.
It wasn’t that it felt light.
But it wasn’t that heavy either.
It felt like lifting a 30–40 kg barbell—sothing that matched his build.
He lifted it smoothly.
Up.
Down.
Up again.
He even managed three reps before dropping it to the floor, pretending to breathe heavily.
(Physique Power: 0.2005555)
The number kept rising.
Liam began estimating the scale.
At around 0.19 to 0.20, he could already lift 100 kg with ease.
In reality, he might even be able to train with 200 kg—like the bigger guys.
At 0.50, that would likely match elite weightlifters capable of lifting around 500 kg.
But what about beyond that?
The System said the strongest normal human reached 1.
At that point, he should be able to lift one ton.
But Liam wasn’t sure if that even applied to humans on Earth.
And what if it exceeded that?
The System only said 1 was the peak of a normal human—it never said it couldn’t go higher.
"Hey, you’re actually pretty strong. But it’s still dangerous for you to train with that weight. You could get injured."
Soone spoke to him.
It was the sa young man from yesterday.
"Oh, right—you probably don’t recognize . We’re actually from the sa university..." he added when Liam looked uncomfortable.
He chuckled lightly.
Liam studied his face, trying to rember.
There were too many students at the university.
He didn’t even rember everyone in his own faculty.
This guy, however, seed to have a good mory.
"If I’m not mistaken, your na is Liam Hemsworth. I’m Oliver Hernandez. You’ve probably heard of ."
Liam was stunned.
"Are you the founder of Web3 Core?"
He didn’t recognize the face—but the na, he definitely knew.
A startup founder from their university who had already secured 25 million dollars in funding from JPMorgan Chase.
Since then, Oliver had been extrely busy and rarely appeared on campus.
But Liam felt slightly uneasy.
Rumor had it—this guy wasn’t interested in won.
As a startup founder, he had countless won approaching him, yet he had never entertained any of them.
"How do you know ?" Liam asked, frowning.
"I heard about you from Luna Allen."
"Really? What did she say?" Liam didn’t expect Luna to talk about him to others.
"Haha, she just suggested that I get closer to you."
Liam, "..."
"You don’t need to worry. A lot of people misunderstand . I’m a normal man—I’m interested in won, very much so. I’m just awkward when it cos to those things..." Oliver quickly explained when he noticed Liam’s expression change.
He sounded sincere.
Liam gave an awkward smile, realizing his misunderstanding.
"You should stop giving people the wrong impression," Liam said.
"No, it’s actually convenient. This way, I don’t have to deal with won approaching all the ti. Now no one bothers trying to flirt with . I prefer it like this."
"..."
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