Chapter 17 (2/2)

It was instead injected with transcendental cells that transformed people into superhumans.

“This is nerve-wracking.”

-[You do not have to worry as there are no side effects until the 4th stage.]

“How about the 5th?”

-[I will tell you then.]

“Stingy.”

Wiing.

Cha Jun Sung pressed the switch on the cylinder. The clear entrance opened. This is the first time he is doing it in real life, but he already knew what was going to happen.

Since he knew, Odin did not offer a separate explanation. He did well on his own. There was no reason to tell him what to do.

-[Take a deep nap.]

A thick reddish liquid came down the hose and filled the cylinder, swallowing Cha Jun Sung. It must’ve allowed him to breathe though because he quickly fell asleep.

Though there was nothing like an oxygen tank, he did not choke but breathed normally. The cylinder’s shape was simple, but it contained the technology of a secondary science.

Bibik!

A hologram appeared on the face of the cylinder that listed Cha Jun Sung’s condition.

-[1st stage of body modification operation. Time 3 hours. Heart, pulse, blood pressure normal.]

The probability of success is 100%, but Odin did not neglect his duties. He did not miss any of the changes arising in Cha Jun Sung and checked each.

-[Congratulations on taking a step, however small, into the world of being a superhuman.]

Though his physical ability had barely doubled, he was definitely on the path to becoming a superhuman. When he woke up, the world would be different.

***

Seureuk.

His eyelids quivered as he opened his eyes. He saw a familiar wall. It had felt like a moment, but he had returned from the briefing room and was home.

‘I’m naked.’

Cha Jun Sung got up from his bed. He was still in his undressed state. His equipment was organized on one side of the room. Odin had sent it to him because he could not wear it.

Tak.

Since he woke up at home, his body was activated. He could feel a power that he did not normally have. When he looked in the full length mirror, he could see the new muscles that had developed everywhere wriggle.

He swung his fist.

Was it fast?

Honestly, he could not tell. It was difficult to determine because body modification was not just in muscular strength, but also in fortifying strength and the senses.

Cha Jun Sung went up to the 2nd floor in a comfortable training suit. It was a gym rivaling a professional health center.

It was just for 1 person, so there was just one of each machine but this would be enough to tell him how much he had changed basically.

‘You need to know yourself well. Being drunk on power is stupid.’

He started exercising after a little stretching. He did not overexert himself from the beginning. He set everything to the strength he had done before the body modification.

10 minutes passed. He put the dumbbell down. 10kg did not feel very heavy. The heaviest was 50kg. He would need to lift that.

His biceps split and his veins bulged. He smiled.

The normal person could never lift 50kg with one hand.

To lift the weight of a woman with an easy movement of the arm would hurt anyone who is not a bodybuilder or of a related career.

Clunk!

As the weight was greater, so was the sound. If he had been at a professional gym, he would have gotten everyone’s attention because he was using weights beyond imagination.

Whether it was a push-up or a chin-up, it was easy to do with one hand. Exercises that could be increased in intensity with the help of machines did not put any burden on his body.

He became more surprised as he continued to exercise. It felt like he had all of the advantages that athletes have.

‘It’s embarrassing to be called a superhuman.’

It was outstanding, but the anatomy was a mystery. There were a lot of people who could get to this state without going through body modification if they put the effort into it.

He had to become much stronger to gain the strength of a true superhuman.

‘This won’t do.’

His body itched. He cannot wait until tomorrow. He had decided on one mission per day because no matter what happened, there was always fatigue.

He stopped exercising and went back to his room to put on his equipment.

The red fire would be back-up – he would only use the sword. With this body, Level 1 would not be a problem even if he did not have the help of firearms and grenades.