When they arrived at the gym from yesterday, Liam immediately drew curious looks from the receptionists.
They couldn't forget him.
After all, he had stayed there for a long time—but barely trained, spending most of it staring at his phone.
His purpose had seemed strange.
And today, he didn't come alone. He brought a young woman—an exceptionally beautiful one.
Linda couldn't hide her curiosity.
This was her first time entering a gym.
She felt a little intimidated seeing the muscular men, but at the same time, she couldn't help but admire the mature women with attractive bodies.
Even though her natural figure was already very good, it still lacked the toned firmness of the women here.
Liam brought her to the reception desk and registered her.
Of course, he paid for everything.
He even hired a personal trainer for her, ensuring she wouldn't just come here to fool around.
"Go to the second floor. You'll meet your trainer there," Liam instructed as they entered the training area.
Linda could only obey.
She knew that if she acted poorly, all the good things she hoped for might disappear.
Liam smiled faintly.
It was Sunday.
The number of people training was almost twice as many as yesterday.
And he could clearly see the effect.
(Physique Power: 0.1280389)
(Physique Power: 0.1292822)
(Physique Power: 0.1300032)
Within just a few minutes, the third decimal place had already changed.
Of course, Liam didn't just sit still after arriving.
There were too many people, and many beginners were training seriously.
He did some light exercises—not because it mattered much, but to avoid looking lazy.
His own training had some effect, but it was minimal.
What truly mattered was the combined effort of everyone around him—especially those lifting heavy weights.
The effect was immediate.
(Physique Power: 0.1900032)
In just over half an hour, it had increased significantly.
This made Liam curious about his actual strength.
So he walked toward the area where barbells weighed over 100 kilograms.
Those lifting such weights all had impressive physiques.
For them, even that wasn't heavy—it was just a warm-up.
Liam bent down and grabbed one of the barbells.
His body didn't look weak, but it was still excessive for someone like him to attempt 100 kg.
Several people watched, expecting him to embarrass himself.
Beginners often tried things beyond their limits.
But when Liam lifted it—
He was surprised.
It wasn't that it felt light.
But it wasn't that heavy either.
It felt like lifting a 30–40 kg barbell—something that matched his build.
He lifted it smoothly.
Up.
Down.
Up again.
He even managed three reps before dropping it to the floor, pretending to breathe heavily.
(Physique Power: 0.2005555)
The number kept rising.
Liam began estimating the scale.
At around 0.19 to 0.20, he could already lift 100 kg with ease.
In reality, he might even be able to train with 200 kg—like the bigger guys.
At 0.50, that would likely match elite weightlifters capable of lifting around 500 kg.
But what about beyond that?
The System said the strongest normal human reached 1.
At that point, he should be able to lift one ton.
But Liam wasn't sure if that even applied to humans on Earth.
And what if it exceeded that?
The System only said 1 was the peak of a normal human—it never said it couldn't go higher.
"Hey, you're actually pretty strong. But it's still dangerous for you to train with that weight. You could get injured."
Someone spoke to him.
It was the same young man from yesterday.
"Oh, right—you probably don't recognize me. We're actually from the same university…" he added when Liam looked uncomfortable.
He chuckled lightly.
Liam studied his face, trying to remember.
There were too many students at the university.
He didn't even remember everyone in his own faculty.
This guy, however, seemed to have a good memory.
"If I'm not mistaken, your name is Liam Hemsworth. I'm Oliver Hernandez. You've probably heard of me."
Liam was stunned.
"Are you the founder of Web3 Core?"
He didn't recognize the face—but the name, he definitely knew.
A startup founder from their university who had already secured 25 million dollars in funding from JPMorgan Chase.
Since then, Oliver had been extremely busy and rarely appeared on campus.
But Liam felt slightly uneasy.
Rumor had it—this guy wasn't interested in women.
As a startup founder, he had countless women approaching him, yet he had never entertained any of them.
"How do you know me?" Liam asked, frowning.
"I heard about you from Luna Allen."
"Really? What did she say?" Liam didn't expect Luna to talk about him to others.
"Haha, she just suggested that I get closer to you."
Liam, "…"
"You don't need to worry. A lot of people misunderstand me. I'm a normal man—I'm interested in women, very much so. I'm just awkward when it comes to those things…" Oliver quickly explained when he noticed Liam's expression change.
He sounded sincere.
Liam gave an awkward smile, realizing his misunderstanding.
"You should stop giving people the wrong impression," Liam said.
"No, it's actually convenient. This way, I don't have to deal with women approaching me all the time. Now no one bothers trying to flirt with me. I prefer it like this."
"…"