Tron smiled bitterly at the pitiful amount of mana within him.
According to the system, his Arcane Cortex had been destroyed, hence, he would never be able to become a Magus in this life.
In this world, with a destroyed Cortex, he was simply the same as an ordinary person! No matter how strong a person is, they can never withstand a 1000° Celsius fireball from a mage.
Their body would disintegrate immediately.
However, Tron wasn't discouraged. He clenched his fists tightly and the air trapped within his fist released a muffled shockwave sound.
His strength, agility, and physique had increased by 3 points each!
And that was due to the fact that he got hit 3 times by an acolyte mage's magic attack.
Those three attacks had filled his 30 percent of the level-up bar, granting him 30 percent strength of a Zero-mage.
If he could let the kid hit him seven more times, then his growth would be explosive and he would actually possess the physical strength of a Zero-mage!
However, that wasn't plausible simply because he couldn't afford to get hit once more otherwise, he would definitely die from the attack.
With the 10,000 Times supreme adaptation ability, he should be able to train his body earning stats points to reach the level of an Acolyte mage or even a True Magus in the process.
He might even be able to find ways to repair his Arcana cortex, giving him the opportunity to become a magus.
Tron's lowered his head and touched his arms and chest wrapped with bandages.
Although his forearms hadn't healed, they had stopped bleeding completely. Moreover, he could feel the skin on his arm had become tougher than before.
The same was true with his head and back, they had stopped bleeding and had become even tougher than before. It was as though his skin had adapted to the damage and was currently building tougher cells to resist that level of damage.
"Interesting."
However, as he caught sight of the Main quest, and the two sub-quest his face turned pale almost instantly.
It was an instinctive fear which didn't originate from Tron but from the body he possessed.
Especially when his eyes landed on the main quest, his body began to tremble as sweat dripped down his back.
Tron wasn't surprised. Knowing the level of torture the main owner had suffered it was normal to be scared by the quest.
[Main quest: Kill, Arch Magi Fraust]
[Time limit: 12 months]
[Reward: Ability:??]
[Punishment: Death!]
Arch Magi Fraust. It was the first time Tron had known his name. Even during their time at the Tower, with countless years of experiments, the Magus had never introduced himself.
Tron inhaled deeply and calmed himself. The main quest was simply too difficult. It was almost impossible for him right now to kill a Zero magi, not to mention a Magus, three realms above the current him. But it wasn't entirely hopeless.
"I still have time. I can only strive to grow stronger as soon as possible."
Moreover, the punishment for failure is actually death. 'It's as if the system had given up on me and wished me to die so it could move on to another host with a magic cortex.'
Tron mumbled with a frown.
If only Tron knew how close he was to the hit.
It was then a different status came to his line of sight.
[Ding! Daily Quest available]
❰Daily quest: l❱
〘200 Push Ups (0/200) incomplete〙
〘200 Sit Ups (0/200) incomplete〙
〘20 kilometers (0/20) incomplete〙
〘200 mana circulation (0/20) incomplete (NULL!!!)〙
〘Punishment: DEATH!〙
...
Tron's face twitched. Even the daily quest would result in death? What sort of evil system was he given?
'What if I was chained down to a prison? Wouldn't I die uselessly?'
He couldn't help but think that the system was truly after his life.
Without wasting too much time thinking, Tron got down on all fours, taking in a deep breath, and he started to push up first.
"Hu!"
"One!"
〘+0.01 strength〙
This number floated before him.
"Hu!" "Hu!" "Hu!"
"Ten!"
〘+0.01 strength〙
Another of these numbers floated right before his eyes.
"Hu!"
"Fifty-nine!"
〘+0.01 strength〙
"Fuck!"
Tron suddenly collapsed to the ground as his arms trembled. He couldn't hold out any longer.
"Fifty-nine? Well, that's embarrassing."
Tron managed to sit upright and muttered. He currently has the strength of three adult males and yet, he couldn't perform more than fifty reps!
It truly was embarrassing. He then glanced once more at the daily mission.
[Ding! Daily Quest available]
❰Daily quest: ❱
〘200 Push Ups (0/200) incomplete〙
〘200 Sit Ups (0/200) incomplete〙
〘20 kilometers (0/20) ) incomplete〙
〘200 mana circulation (0/200) incomplete (NULL!!!)〙
〘Punishment: DEATH!〙
Tron's face changed drastically. The system didn't actually count the 59 push-ups he did!
This could only mean that there should be no breaks in between his exercises.
He glanced at the old watch in his room and his heart skipped a beat. It was 7:09 pm!
There was only 5 hours till midnight! With the evil nature of the system, Tron was absolutely sure the Daily Quest would likely end by the end of the day, not 24 hours before the time the Quest was given!
Tron ignored the warm sensation flowing through his arms and frowned at the difficult task presented to him by the system.
It was not only difficult to go from 59 push-ups to 200 push-ups in a single day without breaks but also theoretically and physically impossible.
Yet, even if it was going to be difficult, it was not totally impossible.
Exercise places enormous stress on the body, challenging the muscles and cardiovascular system.
Once that stress reaches a certain point, the body reaches the limit.
However, many persevere even after reaching that stress limit in order to surpass the previous limitations and record of the human body until they hit their true limit.
After which, the body then begins to undergo a process called adaptation period over a few days. This adaptation occurs during the recovery period after exercise, as the muscles, cells, and body adapt and rebuild itself to be better equipped to handle the same stress in the future.
However, Tron is different. Because of the system, Tron's muscles are unlike the regular human body. His muscles adapt 10,000 times faster, making him overcome the recovery period even faster!
It didn't take 30 seconds for his body to adapt to the previous stress and his arms recovered back to normal. The in his muscles and bones fatigue vanished like smoke as he felt strength filling him up little by little.
With his life on the line, Tron's skinny figure laid on the ground once more and started another set of bench presses.
If this body's limit is 59 pushups, he would reach the limit and surpass it!
A grunt escaped his lips as he reached 59—his usual breaking point. The air rasped in his throat like sandpaper, each inhaling a burning agony. Muscles screamed in protest, threatening to buckle under the strain.
But Tron held on stubbornly, fueled by an unyielding resolve, he continued.
〘+0.01 strength〙
Sixty...seventy... his heart hammered in his chest like a drum,
〘+0.01 strength〙
The world swam before his eyes, a kaleidoscope of the gray walls of his room. Yet, he continued his ascent and descent, as though he had no limit.
〘+0.01 strength〙
In under five minutes, Tron had gone from fifty-nine to eighty push-ups!
〘+0.01 strength〙