Nightmare Corrosion

Chapter 656 I have become stronger and bald.

“I used to be envious of those tall and powerful guys with eight-pack abs. They only needed to make one or two idiotic moves and show fool-like expressions to attract the attention of a lot of beautiful women. "

Standing on the roof, feeling the night breeze, Bacon lowered his head and looked at the nascent abdominal muscles of his abdomen, as well as his broad chest muscles and biceps.

"Now, I have it too."

His expression at this time was very subtle: "I used to envy those academic masters with superior intelligence. Each of them could devote themselves to study without any distractions, not distracted by games or novels, and could even resist the effects of happiness ascending water. The temptation is to be able to spend a whole day in the library.”

"And now, so am I."

"This is obviously something worth being happy about, and it is obviously a mixture of double happiness, but why do I want to cry so much?"

He stroked his hair melancholy, and a few dark and shiny hairs disappeared in the wind, which only fueled the sadness in his heart.

"Why does the world persecute a poor salted fish like this?"

He was trying hard to integrate this grief and anger into his emotions and give himself strength, but soon a cold voice sounded from his mind.

"You have thirty seconds to continue feeling sorry for yourself, and then you need to complete your last exercise of the day, three hundred push-ups and two hundred sit-ups!"

"What?"

Bacon's eyes widened immediately: "Didn't we just make two hundred of them yesterday?"

"As you said, that was yesterday."

The voice was unmoved, and Bacon knew that he had no room for resistance at all, unless he wanted to continue to try the pain that penetrated deep into his soul and a mental whipping.

Believe me, even the toughest guy who calls himself the strongest will cry tears of pain after receiving this blow.

What's more terrifying about this kind of mental whipping than physical pain is that the body will never develop resistance to it. Even a person who has lost his sense of pain can still feel this severe pain, and it will last forever, every time. It's a completely new experience.

This is the experience Bacon gained from countless screams this week.

Within this week, Bacon experienced the most terrifying experience in his life so far, and the story began that night when a grumpy rabbit woke him up alive from his sleep.

This cute creature wearing a black suit has a violent personality that is completely opposite to its appearance. Besides liking to slap people in a series with its short hands and kicking people with its long legs, its greatest pleasure is to snap its fingers. God knows. Why does a rabbit snap its fingers?

Bacon scratched his scalp and couldn't figure out the connection, but he knew that every time this creature called itself the "Rabbit God" snapped its fingers, it meant a fierce mental whip.

The sudden appearance of the rabbit not only forced him to join a terrifying game, but also made his own decisions, formulating a plan for him to become stronger that could not be described as harsh at all, but as perverted.

Specifically, it means getting up on time at six o'clock every morning, eating a nutritious breakfast, doing hundreds of various exercises, and running no less than ten kilometers before entering school and starting intense study. There is a half-hour meal time at noon and afternoon, and then all after-school time is spent studying in the library until the school closes.

When I got home, I also had to review the knowledge learned during the day and learn new knowledge along the way. I also had to continue exercising on the roof of the building according to the Rabbit God's orders, and then continued studying until late at night. I couldn't go to bed until two in the morning.

I could only sleep four hours a day, and it happened again and again for a whole week!

This was completely beyond Bacon's imagination.

He thought he might go crazy, he might die, he might do this or that, but what he never expected was that he would be able to persevere in this hellish training day!

Countless wailings of "You kill me" and "I'm going to die" haven't passed yet. A mental whip can always make him feel the beauty of life again, and facts have proved that if a person is in a hurry, he can do anything. Except for math problems.

In short, in just one week, Bacon quickly became the kind of person he once envied. He was physically strong, with faint muscles already printed on his T-shirt. He also attracted the attention of the opposite sex when he walked, and his academic performance was even better. Steady improvement, teachers praise you, and classmates are shocked.

Even his parents had silently purchased a lot of nutritional supplements and placed them in his room during this period of time.

But Bacon didn't feel happy at all, because he remembered the sentence he had read: All the gifts given by fate have already been marked with a secret price. This includes not only his experience during this period, but also His hair.

"I've become stronger and become bald!"

Looking at the black hair going away, Bacon felt more and more melancholy. He was only 17 years old, but he had already suffered pain that was not for his age prematurely.

Thirty seconds later, he started to do push-ups like clockwork on a spring.

On the other side, Lu En was also quite satisfied.

Out of caution, although he released hundreds of spores to integrate into different people, he did not choose to act rashly with the three specially selected people.

If this world is really a transit point for the power of the Ancients, then the human government that can maintain the surface stability of the world is far from as simple as what he has seen this week. To put it more bluntly, Lu En doubts this world. Human beings have ways to deal with the harm caused by the power of the ancients.

They are even very likely to detect individuals carrying the power of the Ancient One, such as those humans who have merged with his flesh and blood. Therefore, Lu En formulated the tentacle plan in front of him. He needs to cultivate some humans to replace him and gradually climb up, layer by layer. Uncover the truth about this world, preferably purely human.

Before everything is uncertain, Lu En is never afraid to consider things from the worst angle, including the possibility of his own exposure. Once he fails, it means he can only wait for death, so all Lu En's actions are... Be careful.

Including the spores he spread, although passive selection, the scope is mostly limited to the middle and lower classes of the city, rather than falling on those powerful humans. They may know more truth, but it also means greater danger.

Of course, Lu En has been secretly helping Bacon develop his body's potential over the past week, while using his mental power to eliminate hidden wounds, and even used hypnosis to put him into a deep sleep and get a good rest. It can be said that there is no other way in this world. People can do better than him, and they unknowingly lay an extremely solid foundation for the young man.

No mortal has ever been able to let a god-level being personally create a training plan. If word spread, the envious people would be able to go around the world not only once, but even ten times!

Of course, perhaps due to some mysterious force, Lu En found that this training method was very effective, but in comparison, it was a waste of hair!

Of course, Lu En didn't think this was his problem. Although he transformed his own flesh and blood into hair and rooted it on Pedi's head in order to hide it conveniently, this was completely a reasonable use of space and there was no problem!

"Don't be melancholy, kid, we have half a day off tomorrow, let's go to the city!"

One week was enough for it to ferment and verify some of his guesses.