Chapter 508: Task Arrives! Invite the Seven Warlords of the Sea! [5/10 Request Subscription]

Three days later.

Marine Headquarters.

Inside a small villa.

A bare-chested boy, burdened with a full load of tons, relentlessly repeated monotonous push-ups.

Under the sunlight.

Golden halos scattered, casting light upon the boy's body.

Nearly perfect muscle lines, each vein like a grotesque centipede, covered his upper body—muscles sharply defined, radiating explosive power.

Every muscle seemed to contain boundless might.

Drip!

Drip!

Sweat slowly streamed from the boy's body, dripping to the ground and soaking in.

Beneath the scorching heat.

The boy was drenched in sweat.

His bronze skin exuded a rugged masculinity.

A devil's back,

Grotesque,

Terrifying,

Emitting an unparalleled, crushing pressure.

Like a pattern branded by a demon.

Chilling to behold.

"Nine thousand nine hundred ninety-seven!"

"Nine thousand nine hundred ninety-eight!"

"…"

The boy murmured to himself; sweat pooled on his forehead, sliding down his cheeks, dripping from his chin onto the ground.

This boy, of course, was Lu En!

Enduring the blistering sun…

He persisted, day after day, with devilish training.

Persevering,

Unyielding.

This was the principle Lu En always upheld.

Over these three days, Lu En's strength saw another significant boost.

Regarding the uproar outside…

He did not give it much thought.

Even when questioned,

He never stepped forward to explain himself.

After three days,

Lu En did not know.

The noise outside had gradually died down.

His appointment as Junior General at Headquarters at age five received unanimous approval from over one hundred thousand Marines.

No one would question his appointment as Junior General anymore.

Lu En earned the recognition of all Marines through his overwhelmingly glorious battlefield record.

In comparison,

Over eighty percent of Marine Junior Generals felt deeply inferior to this new Junior General.

As a result,

Lu En was glad for the peace.

No one came to disturb him…

He could continue his daily devilish training.

Constantly strengthening himself,

Making his strength even greater!

Striving to…

Reach the power level of a Marine Admiral as soon as possible.

This was Lu En's recent pursuit.

Only the power level of an Admiral truly counted as the pinnacle of strength on this sea.

Though Lu En was no longer weak now.

He already possessed the combat power of a top-tier Vice Admiral.

But in his eyes, it was still insufficient.

He refused to stand still.

He challenged himself toward the power of an Admiral!

"Ten thousand!"

After completing ten thousand weighted push-ups, Lu En immediately felt aching pain spreading through his limbs—every muscle throbbed with soreness.

Hoo!

He let out a heavy breath and lay flat on the ground to rest.

He took off the one-ton load from his body,

leaned back against the cool ground, looked up at the sky, and quietly savored the peace of the moment.

A gentle breeze brushed past,

flowers, grass, and trees swayed with the wind.

A faint fragrance filled Lu En's senses of taste and smell.

With the load removed, Lu En felt his whole body and mind become exceptionally light, as if a mere puff of wind could carry him drifting away.

A full ten thousand weighted push-ups had completely drained his stamina.

At the same time.

The system's prompt sounded once more in his mind.

【This training session yielded: Strength +0.001, Speed +0.001, Stamina +0.001!】

【After a 100x training effect amplification…】

【The host can obtain: Strength +0.1, Speed +0.1, Stamina +0.1!】

As soon as the system's voice fell silent.

In an instant,

Boom—

a rumble sounded within Lu En's body.

A warm current appeared out of nowhere, swiftly surging toward his organs and viscera, scourging every region of his meridians, bones, blood, and the rest.

This warm current was reshaping his body.

A moment later.

The system finished the reshaping.

Lu En's strength once again received a small boost!

At the same time,

his utterly exhausted state also recovered quite a bit.

"Although every training session yields a strength gain that's already nearly negligible,"

"still, many a little makes a mickle."

"I believe…"

"after accumulating for a year or so, my strength will most likely be able to reach the combat standard of a Headquarters General."

Lu En thought.

After a while,

he pushed all the thoughts from his head, slowly rose from the ground, and wiped off all the dirt clinging to his body.

He returned to his room, picked up the towel by the window, and wiped away the large patches of sweat running down his body.

Just as he was about to wash up.

At that moment,