5: Chapter 5 So, you don't have even a tiny bit of energy or blood?

Even sitting on his integrated stainless steel bed, Instructor Liu's instructions still echoed in Chen Mo's ears.

'You must absolutely not move around, just for this one night, tomorrow you will be fine.'

"Sigh, my Free Attribute Points..."

Chen Mo sighed, but in order to continue learning martial arts smoothly later, he decided to just lie down honestly for the night.

Ever since he transmigrated three months ago, Chen Mo had basically never had a proper rest.

The original owner's memories would flash in his mind from time to time; for Chen Mo, it was like watching an immersive first-person movie.

Through the original owner's memories, Chen Mo had gained some understanding of this world, and gradually developed some feelings for this Orphanage.

Not to mention anything else, just the fact that Old Man Gu tried every possible way to satisfy his skyrocketing appetite was enough reason for him not to ignore this Orphanage.

Not to mention those children calling him big brother; this emotion, which was indistinguishable from family affection, was something Chen Mo had never experienced in his previous life.

"Don't worry, once I become a Ranked Martial Artist, everyone's life will be much better..."

The night wasn't too hard to endure, and before long, Chen Mo drifted into a deep sleep.

The next morning, feeling his completely recovered right arm, Chen Mo happily got into Instructor Liu's car.

"..."

"Instructor Liu, who beat you up?" Chen Mo asked, looking at Instructor Liu beside him, whose head was as swollen as a pig's head, and whose body was covered in blue and purple bruises.

"?"

Instructor Liu's eyes, swollen to less than the size of mung beans, stared fixedly at Chen Mo, wishing he could go up and bite this muscle-head to death right now.

"Yesterday, the only reason I managed to hold on until I sent you back was thanks to adrenaline and Blood Energy!"

"After I got back, I collapsed; there wasn't a single spot on my whole body that didn't hurt!"

"Do you have any idea that just the force of your punch wind is equivalent to being hit by a car at full speed??"

Chen Mo opened his mouth but didn't say anything more; he was afraid that if he said something, he would trigger Instructor Liu even more.

"By the way, Instructor Liu, does our school have a place for strength training?"

He glanced at today's daily task, which was still doing five squats with a ten-ton load.

If the school didn't have such a place, he would have to go to the Steel Mill again and trouble the Steel Mill owner.

"Of course there is, what part do you want to train?"

Instructor Liu nodded, but every one of his movements was quite stiff.

"Squats with a ten-ton load, for my legs."

Chen Mo said this shocking statement nonchalantly. Instructor Liu jerked his head around and looked at Chen Mo with the eyes one would use to look at a monster.

"How much?"

"Ten tons?"

"Legs?"

Instructor Liu was about to go crazy. If he had known this kid was so strong, he definitely wouldn't have chosen him for the arena.

"Yeah, my strength recently had a breakthrough, so now I can do squats with a ten-ton load."

Chen Mo sighed. It took him a full three months starting from zero to reach his current strength and physique.

Only he himself knew the hardships along the way.

"There should be. If not, I'll find someone to transport a steel coil for you; that thing is exactly ten tons."

Instructor Liu pondered for a while and still felt it was more appropriate to keep Chen Mo at school and guide him personally.

"That works. I actually went to the Steel Mill a couple of days ago to carry steel coils for squats..."

...

Inside the gymnasium, after completing the group lessons, the students began combat training.

Chen Mo, on the other hand, was taken away separately by Instructor Liu, heading towards the strength training room in the gymnasium's basement.

"Why do I feel like Chen Mo doesn't seem like an orphan, but rather like someone with connections?" A student who had just stepped off the arena asked, looking at Chen Mo's departing back, feeling a bit annoyed.

"So what if he has connections?"

"His talent is just having great strength, which doesn't make a fundamental difference from us Ascetic Martial Artists."

"Do you think Chen Mo is Wang Jun? Wang Jun awakened Fire Control."

"The directors at our school even helped him perfect a whole set of combat techniques based on his Fire Control."

"But no matter how strong you are, can you blow away a First-Grade Martial Artist just with the wind of your punch?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the students who had been gossiping all fell silent.

"Why bother with him? At least he awakened his own unique talent. What right do we, who have no talent, have to talk about him behind his back?"

"Let's just be honest and take it one step at a time."

"The Joint Exam shortcut isn't for us; the proper martial arts exam is more promising."

The students didn't have any ill will towards Chen Mo himself; after muttering a few words, they resumed their combat training.

In the basement strength training room, Chen Mo patted the steel coil in front of him with satisfaction.

"Instructor Liu, you're good! This is exactly the same as the steel coil I used the other day."

"Of course. When I went to the Steel Mill and mentioned it, the owner used a forklift to bring the steel coil out."

"He said it was reserved for you. After all, there's an unwritten rule in the construction world..."

Thump!

Instructor Liu stopped talking mid-sentence. He just watched as Chen Mo forcefully lifted the ten-ton steel coil onto his shoulders.

The surrounding ground began to sink slightly. Chen Mo took a deep breath, and the surrounding air became noticeably thinner.

A teeth-gritting sound, like steel cables rubbing together, rang out. Instructor Liu watched helplessly as Chen Mo squatted down and stood back up.

After doing five consecutive loaded squats, Chen Mo finally put the steel coil down.

At this moment, two footprints five or six centimeters deep had appeared where he had been standing.

"I finally understand why you take off your shoes."

"If you wore shoes doing this level of loaded squats, your sneakers would be ruined before the floor."

"Yeah, I had a pair of shoes ruined exactly like that before."

Chen Mo nodded. He still remembered how that pair of thick-soled sneakers was crushed by him.

He also remembered the distressed expressions of Old Man Gu and the younger brothers and sisters at the Orphanage, as well as the way they comforted him.

"Alright, since you're done training, I'll teach you the C-grade fist technique I promised."

Instructor Liu nodded. This level of strength training was already beyond what he could guide.

In terms of strength, Chen Mo was his teacher; the fact that he was qualified to teach him fist techniques was already a very fortunate thing.

"By the way, how many units of Blood Energy have you accumulated now?"

Instructor Liu was just about to start explaining the fist technique when he suddenly remembered this very important matter.

"Blood Energy?"

"What Blood Energy?"

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment. It seemed like there was no such thing as Blood Energy on his attribute panel?

"?"

A big question mark appeared over Instructor Liu's head.

"So... you are so strong, and you don't have even a tiny bit of Blood Energy bonus, is that right?"

"The punch you threw yesterday, you hit it entirely with your physical strength, right?"