Jake was in a very good mood and started walking aimlessly.
As he did, he was also shopping online with his new money.
The first thing he thought about buying was the nutritious serums.
Each of them cost 3000 coins. Since he knew he needed them a lot, he bought a batch of 10 of them, totaling 30,000 coins spent.
Before finalizing his purchase, he received a message asking if he wanted to share his location, and he accepted.
It didn't take even 10 minutes before a drone intercepted him on the street and made the delivery after he scanned his fingerprint and iris.
The nutritious serum was green and came in its own self-injection device.
Jake looked at the needle apprehensively.
"I didn't know it had to be injected." Jake began to regret buying the serums.
He stared at his containers for a long time before gritting his teeth, mustering up courage, and injecting one of the serums into his arm. He tried to do it as quickly as possible so as not to chicken out at the last second.
Fortunately, the container had a function that showed you through a hologram where your vein was.
The pain only lasted a few seconds and was like a mosquito bite. He already knew it, as it wasn't the first time he'd been vaccinated, but he couldn't help but dread it.
Seconds after injecting himself, Jake felt warmth spreading throughout his body as the nutritious serum seeped into every part of his body. He felt the cells in his body writhing as if each of them were ghosts released from hell, celebrating frantically as if they were insatiable for eternity.
His body filled with so much energy that Jake felt he had to release it.
He began to train the tiger fist and the basic movements of the military fist taught at school.
Time passed very quickly, and when Jake was completely exhausted and sweaty, he began to meditate to enter a deep sleep.
After waking up, he injected himself again and resumed training.
When Jake finished training, he didn't feel tired at all; quite the opposite, he felt very energetic.
0.8 life force.
Jake saw how his strength, endurance, and speed increased and smiled with excitement.
Jumping for joy, Jake easily reached a height of 5 meters.
WOW
Jake himself was surprised and began to fantasize about being a superhuman like the heroes of his childhood in his old world.
His progress excited him so much that he continued training with the help of the serum until it got dark. When he realized that the clock already read 12 a.m, Jake knew he had overdone it.
He had only been able to consume 4 serums, but he already felt much more powerful than in the morning. He knew that if he encountered Bruce again, he could defeat him with just a few blows, without relying on genjutsu.
Jake's clothes were all soaked and smelled bad. He knew that as soon as he arrived, he had to take a shower, and that made him think that he would have to do it in Gwen's bathroom.
Is she awake at this hour?
Jake was so distracted that he didn't notice a guy who was very close and ended up bumping into him.
"Ouchh!" Jake felt like he had crashed into a steel wall. "Dude, watch where you're go-"
Jake couldn't finish speaking when he felt a terrible pain in his abdominal area.
With his eyes wide open and filled with terror, Jake looked down to see a knife embedded in his stomach.
What the hell!!
Panic and horror engulfed him. Unconsciously, he grabbed the guy's hand in front of him and tried to get him off.
But the guy's strength was such that Jake couldn't move him even a centimeter. His mind was in chaos and panic; he began to punch the guy, but the guy didn't move, and even his fist began to hurt.
The guy seemed to enjoy his struggle and let out a mocking laugh.
This caused much of Jake's panic and fear to dissipate, and his eyes turned red with anger.
His Sharingan began to spin wildly, and he threw a punch to the right side of his stomach, followed by a low blow to his balls. The guy let out a low groan and loosened his grip on the knife.
This was Jake's chance to get away from the guy and start running. Even with his Sharingan, he couldn't detect any weakness in the man who was clearly much superior to him in strength and skill.
Jake left the knife in his stomach, even though it caused him great pain to run. But he knew that if he pulled it out, he risked bleeding out.
At the same time as he fled, Jake called the police and the ambulance. Briefly describing his situation, Jake authorized them to know his location and continued running.
The guy recovered very quickly and ran after him. He was very fast, and before Jake could react, he felt a blow from behind and began to roll on the ground.
Arrrgggh!!
Somehow, the knife fell out, making his wound bigger in the process and causing a large amount of blood to start flowing.
"Did you think you could get away?" Asked the man mockingly.
He picked up the knife from the ground and, without bothering to clean it, grabbed Jake by the neck and began to stab him.
Once, twice, three times.
Jake felt his strength leaving his body, and his vision began to blur.
Gritting his blood-filled teeth, Jake opened his eyes wide and tried to put the man in a genjutsu, but the man only stopped for a few seconds before shaking his head and looking at Jake in surprise.
Jake's eyes began to bleed, and his tomoe began to spin when Jake's anger and desperation began to make a third tomoe appear in each eye.
The man's hands stopped for a moment when he saw those bloody eyes that looked at him with boundless rage.
"I'm going to kill you!!!" Jake shouted like an animal as he looked into the man's brown eyes.
Jake's three tomoe spun and made the man's vision begin to spin uncontrollably.
Jake took the man's knife and, regardless of his own wound, pulled it out of his belly and stabbed the man in the chest.
The pain made the man snap out of the illusion, and he looked in horror at his chest, where the knife was sticking out.
Jake didn't stop there and tried to stab the man again, but he acted fast and sent him flying.
Looking at his bleeding chest and the police lights nearby, the man didn't hesitate for a moment before running away.
Jake watched as this happened, unable to do anything. He was so badly wounded that he couldn't even stand up.
With his last ounce of strength, he searched his pockets and grabbed all the nutritious serums he had left and injected them into himself as a last desperate measure.
'Pray I don't see you again, because if I do, I won't hesitate to tear you apart!' he thought furiously before losing consciousness.