Chapter 169 Train! Train! Train!
In the ground below the mountain, a pair of arms suddenly appeared, the ground collapsed, and Fein emerged from it. He descended deeper underground than he had previously expected. It almost took him half an hour before he finally resurfaced.
Fein took out the dusty gloves filled with mud in his hand and stored them in his storage space.
"I need to get used to this weighted equipment," He muttered.
Fein walked to the mountain. He took a purple potion in his hand. This potion is a variant of the physique-based potion. But this one had an entirely different effect than the old ones. Its name is 'Purple Yen'. It's a potion that could enhance the adaptability of the body. With this, once consumed, it could boost the growth and adaptability of the physical body. It's an outrageous creation that Fein had developed to help him increase his training gains. He corked out the lid of the potion and poured the purple liquid down to his throat in one sitting.
*Gulu* *gulu* *gulu*
Fein gulped the entire 'Purple Yen' until the last drop... It took three minutes before he felt a rush of energy in his entire being. It was as if he had drunk hundreds of energy drinks. With this, Fein climbed the mountain using his bare hands. He crawled on the mountain like a spider on a wall.
Of course, he wasn't as fast because of the weight that he carried with him. This activity quickly let his body digest the potion, and it was also a part of his training with the intense physical activity and the energy that he needed to exert.
In one hour, he already manages to crawl halfway up the mountain. He wiped his forehead, which was drizzled from sweat with his left hand. He could feel his labored breathing along with his heart, which pumped wildly like an engine. Fein could feel his body felt alive at the current moment. With the growth of his strength, it was getting harder for him to stimulate his body and break the limit.
Just like that, Fein continued this for another hour until he finally manage to reach the peak. His hand felt numb in paralysis, he could even barely raise it. But even then, he didn't stop. He went to the place where he left his inventions.
Then he saw it, a human-shaped hole in the surface of the mountain. When his eyes passed through it, he knew more than anyone how deep it really was. It would fucking lead you to the underground of the mountain and he's the cause of it!
? 'I had really stopped being human.' Fein could only sigh at the exaggerated toughness of his body. 'Well, let's continue.'
He opened the door of the portable 'Room of Gravitation'. Yes, that's the name he came up with... His naming sense sucks. He knew it more than anyone.
White walls appeared in his eyes. There's really not much to see inside the room except for a pin code. He could smell the scent of technology inside and that's it. Then he went to the pin code and typed three zero.
*Beep* *beep* *beep*
With his every click, the machine sounded. This code is the one used to adjust the gravity of the room and he had decided to attempt three hundred times of gravity first. There's just no way, after all, he still has the weight clothes on. Even though his body was quite strong, it would put too much stress on his physique. He needed to test the waters first and see.
Fein pressed the enter button.
*Thud!*
An immense pressure pressed him to the white floor, but due to the toughness of the materials he had used, the flooring in the room only received a slight dent.
His face directly collided with the cold surface of the floor. He felt that Pacquiao had punched him on the cheek with full strength.
Fein tried to move his body and stand up. Luckily he can still bear it, but he had bruises all over his face though.
Feeling that he could still go on for long, he began to perform a handstand using his two fingers.
First, he stick his pair of pointing fingers on the floor, and he gradually lifted his body until his feet were on top while his head was an inch apart from the floor. He tried to keep his back straight as much as possible. In exercise, perfect form is a must to gain excellent results.
Fein needed to give his full concentration to balance himself properly, and with so much weight and gravity, it proves to be harder than he thought, as only after thirty seconds his finger felt painful.
He decided to pause first with the finger handstand, and do one arm muscle up and one arm handstand instead. Unlike the first exercise, he could do this one for thirty minutes before he felt his arm gradually turn stiff. Fein sat on the floor panting. He took out a healing potion and drank it.
Just like that, the fatigue faded, and he can train again... Fein started to attempt the finger handstand again, and he lasted for five minutes this time. Not satisfied, he attempted all kinds of calisthenics and even increased the gravity to three hundred five times. Then he started doing one-arm planche. This requires him to have immense shoulder control, balance, and coordination. This puts heavy stress on his wrist, thus strengthening them and the anterior deltoids. He also had to fully engage his abdominal muscles, more specifically the obliques.
Just like that, Fein began to do different kinds of calisthenics from Zanetti, Inverted Iron cross, Handstand clap push-ups, straddle Planche clap push-ups, ninety degrees push up, walking planches, one-finger pull-ups, planche push-ups, and other inhuman exercises while having the weighted clothes and the gravity acting on his body.
This training regiment aimed to engage and target all the muscles of the human body and put as much stress as possible.
With the help of healing potions, training boosting potions, and his physique, talent combine with this brutal training regime. Fein could feel that he could already attempt the three hundred twenty times or even three hundred fifty times of gravity next week.