I have a Synthesizer

"Let me tell my brain that I'm okay?" That's a rather novel way of putting it.

Klein slowly lowered the dumbbell in his hand. The spot where Gahhr hit him earlier, on his upper arm, was now a mottled purple. A burning sensation emanated from there.

Klein knew very well that the muscles in that area had already undergone some twisting and displacement.

It was fine when he was exerting force just now, but now that he was relaxing, his body seemed unaccustomed to this change in his muscles.

Although Gahhr was reading his inspirational novel, he was constantly watching Klein, and his voice came again.

"Continue, I will use strikes to help you change the way your body exerts force. All you need to do now is lift weights, exhaust your strength, and let your body remember this habit of exerting force."

"Yes, I understand."

Klein nodded and picked up the dumbbell again.

Gahhr glanced at Klein unobtrusively. In fact, it was very difficult for him to change Klein's way of exerting force using such a simple and crude method.

His own strength was strong enough, and his power was precise enough, so being able to avoid harming Klein's body was one aspect.

Another point was Klein himself. His bones were very special. This kind of bone, strengthened and hardened by magic, was even more effective than the bone forging achieved through the hundreds of strikes and hammer blows of a same-level martial artist.

His bones possessed magic power, almost comparable to the material of ordinary magical artifacts. This was a bone strength that normal humans could never achieve.

It was precisely because he had such strong bones that Gahhr was able to act freely, allowing Klein to change the way his muscles exerted force in a very short period of time, almost without regard for the consequences.

Because no matter how the muscles changed, Klein's bones could support the change. This was Klein's unique advantage.

Of course, Gahhr wouldn't tell Klein these things, lest he become arrogant.

Klein lifted the giant dumbbell again, and Gahhr's paper ball struck his body again, this time on the opposite side of his arm.

"Bang!"

Klein silently put down the dumbbell. Although it was only two changes to his muscles, he could already clearly feel the effect of this change.

When he lifted the dumbbell for the third time, he looked at his attribute panel. There was no change in his strength, but the difficulty of lifting the dumbbell had decreased significantly.

"The attributes haven't increased. Gahhr didn't lie to me. The new way of exerting muscle force can indeed allow me to exert stronger power than before."

Having received positive feedback, Klein began to sweat profusely in Echo Valley.

Gahhr, who was constantly reading, also kept hitting Klein's muscles with paper balls to help him change the way his muscles exerted force.

Unconsciously, Klein had lifted the weights nearly 1,000 times in an hour. This was still a far cry from the 12,000 times Gahhr required, but 1,000 times wasn't a small number either.

Although he didn't know why Gahhr insisted that he complete 12,000 weightlifting repetitions, who told the other party to be one of the Nine Kings?

Gahhr's mastery of the limits of the human body was probably the strongest in the world.

There must be a reason for him to make himself lift weights so many times. At this time, it's better to be obedient.

"1001, 1002, 1003..."

Klein's movements were now much lighter than before. The change in the way almost all of his muscles exerted force put his body in a very explosive state.

Although Gahhr would still occasionally hit his muscles with paper balls, the frequency was much less than before.

His current actions were more like making up for the loopholes in Klein's muscle exertion.

In this way, Klein mechanically repeated the movements in his hands, 5000, 10000, until the next morning, Klein finally completed Gahhr's requirement for himself, lifting weights 12000 times.

When he put down the dumbbell in his hand, even he, who was extremely energetic, couldn't help but feel a sense of trance.

Klein took a step back unnaturally, and a strong sense of dizziness appeared in his mind. He even had some trouble controlling his body.

"I, what's, going, on..."

"Bang!"

Klein fell straight to the ground, and his entire body immediately began to stiffen.

"Just overused his muscles, what else could it be!" Gahhr stood up with a slightly sour tone.

He asked Klein to do 12,000 weightlifting repetitions, but asking was asking. He didn't actually rigidly require Klein to complete 12,000 repetitions.

After all, this was the other party's first time, and 12,000 repetitions was really too much for a newbie.

12,000 repetitions was an ideal number. If one could complete 12,000 weightlifting repetitions during the first muscle change.

Then a person's muscles could almost perfectly remember this new way of exerting force, but the reality was that few people could complete it on the first try.

Ordinary martial artists would complete this kind of thing in several times, even Gahhr himself was no exception. Although he was very good, he also completed this change of force in three times.

Looking at Klein, who was stiff all over, Gahhr's face became strange.

"Stiff like this, my God, how long will it take to recover."

Gahhr grabbed Klein and threw him into the medicinal bath pool, and then he followed him down and began to comb Klein's stiff muscles.

Although this was a process of repairing the body during cultivation, it always felt a little strange for two big men to be so close in the bath.

Not to mention that Gahhr's palm strength was quite strong, causing Klein to frown slightly and let out some painful groans even in his coma.

"Why do I feel like a homo!"

Gahhr's face was slightly ugly, but now he certainly couldn't leave Klein alone, so he could only continue this embarrassment.

...

In his sleep, Klein felt that his body was very hot, and the magic power that he had originally integrated into his cells seemed to be undergoing some kind of revival.

It began to circulate throughout his body, and this feeling was very good.

Klein suddenly opened his eyes, and the soreness in his body almost made him cry out, but he also clearly felt the change in his body.

He clenched his fist slightly, feeling the feeling of magic flowing naturally in his body.

"Is this the effect of magic nourishment! It has already begun to nourish the body! This feeling is very good."