[Name: Methuselah Tyrion]
[Specie: Human]
[Innate Trait (Lvl:1): 10,000× regenerative cells (10,000)]
[Damaged Points: 9,234]
[Life-Level: Human]
[Cell Activated: 48%]
[Dust Absorbing Technique: Seven Injection Method]
[Blood Tempering Technique: (Max lvl) Special Effect(s): Tiger Beast Morph.']
[Combat Arts: Phantom Leg Art (Max lvl), Berserk Explosion (Max lvl), Nine Saber Styles(Max lvl), Tiger Beast Morph(Max lvl) [Tactical Retreat(99.1%)]
[Occupation: Open pervert]
[Remark: You're still trash]
Proceeding to ignore the occupation and the remark, Tyrion drowned slightly. The serum only activated 4% more of his cells. Was his talent that bad?
He couldn't help but be a little depressed. Genes and talent play a massively vital role in cell activation.
Without a good stable gene, you can't alter your cells and activate them, and without talent, the rate at which one could activate the cells will take more than ten times or even a hundred times harder than those geniuses.
Using an Atomic Serum should have increased his cell activation level by at least 10% but he had gotten a 4% percent increase instead!
If his body couldn't absorb and digest the serum, then he would force his body to its limit where it had no choice but to absorb the full effectiveness of the serum.
Tyrion gritted his teeth and downed the second serum.
In the blink of an eye, ten hours had passed by and the Lecture week was less than a day away.
During this period of time, Tyrion didn't waste the Atomic Serum and began exercising like a madman to improve his strength.
With the abundance of exercises he had seen and done on earth, he splinted his focus, doing their basic kinds of push-ups.
One hour for each style of push-up. Not stopping there, he also did pull-ups for one hour, sit-ups using one hour, and an entire three hours in horse stance as well as squatting.
With the assistance of the Atomic serum, he was building his physical fitness, rapidly like a speed train.
At this point, Tyrion could already do 1200 push-ups, and lift a two thousand-kilogram huge rock over his head with only one hand; and with both hands, he could easily three to four thousand kilogram rock over his head.
Besides all the noticeable improvements in his body, Tyrion was finally powerful enough to use his blade arts more fluidly and easily without affecting his movements or making his actions stuff.
His power had reached a new level, he could slice seven falling leaves, cut through a huge thick tree, and leave ten-inch gashes on a huge, thick rock, all in just one single move without any technique.
It's time to move on to battle skills. Tyrion realized he already reached his peak, and improvement would be limited if he kept training just his body with normal training methods.
Instead of wasting his time and energy, he might as well try to gain some experience fighting and new techniques so that he could reach his full potential.
However, real battle skills were hard to obtain. Tyrion was still just a normal student who could not go out into the real world to risk life and death in real battles; even if Tyrion were to open as many cells as those of the second-year students, he would still lose after two or three moves to them. That was ignoring the fact that he could regenerate using his Triat.
That was the difference between having a life-and-death experience or not.
Thankfully, he had fought with beasts and had experienced a little bit of life and death.
Moreover, there were many Evo beasts in this world for that matter. With Dust, a beast could gain sentient and actively train themselves, and when the richness of the Dust-converted-Evo energy inside their body reached a certain level, they would go through a mutation and evolve into the next level.
Since thousands of years ago, the ancient people classified the dimensional beasts into different ranks.
Bronze-level beast is comparable to a genetic soldier who were still figuring out how to fully activate their cells.
Iron-level were comparable to Super soldiers who had altered their genetic structure, and broken through their gene shackles to more access more power!
Silver-level beasts, they were comparable to Demonic Warriors while Gold-level dimensional beasts are comparable to FiendGods.
As for Rank Platinum beasts, they were comparable to the legendary Mythical Sythans!
But for Rank 6 and higher, they were extremely rare, only appearing in ancient, deep forests, up high in the mountains.
Fighting against a dimensional beastwas not as easy as people would expect.
On the contrary, they are more powerful than human beings. If a monster that had hunted countless animals and humans suddenly appeared in front of you, with one look, it would scare and affect you so much that you could reach only five percent of your actual ability.
With that in mind, Tyrion decided to go train in the Thousand Vines area that instructor Keisha had informed him of because there were always some low-level beasts around.
Putting his large dark blade behind him, Tyrion straightened his clothes and walked out of the yard.
Walking down the mountain, he saw quite a few 1st-year and second-year students going up and down the path to the Thousand Vines forest.
Students needed death points to cater for their daily expenses. Apart from that, everything within the school needed money to obtain. For example, Cell-Tempering techniques, combat techniques, serums, assistive serums, items, ingredients, and so on.
No matter what, if you want to increase your strength, you need death points to do so. Moreover, the ratio of cash to points in the academy is 10 to 1.
Therefore, even if you wanted to exchange for death points, 10,000 death points in the academy cost 100,000 relic coins! Most people wouldn't even dream of having this sort of money. This is why everyone was doing their best to grind for death points and increase their strength and cell activation.