Interdimensional science and technology starting from cyberpunk

"I'm not afraid of too many machines, I'm just afraid that you won't fight hard enough!"

"After taking this bottle of medicine and doing this set, I'll be the boss!"

When the three Burger Kings returned to the base, the Savage King's rough roar was mixed with some very dynamic electronic rock drums, and he worked out with several strong men.

When Lille opened the door, he was stunned: these people were holding reinforced concrete.

A little brother walked to the Savage King carrying a "fitness equipment". The guy blew on his hand and cracked the concrete block in the middle with a few slaps, revealing the steel bars inside.

The exposed steel bars can be used as a grip, the concrete powder as anti-slip powder, and the concrete on both sides as counterweights, and a barbell is ready.

It is obvious that the barbells of other people in the venue are all made in this way. The venue is filled with the smell of sweat, which echoes with the concrete powder in the air.

As for the respiratory tract being damaged by dust? It doesn't exist either. Everyone has a breathing regulating mask on their mouth, which can not only filter dust, but also adjust the level of oxygen inhalation and promote muscle development.

Matt, who is considered to have a good physique among his peers, is completely a little kid standing inside. He also holds the concrete barbell with both hands and stands on the horizontal bar to keep his balance, shaking like an epileptic seizure.

Kong——

The Savage King lifted his own huge barbell and put it on his back. It may weigh about one ton. The ground is shaking when he walks.

Feeling the Savage King approaching, Matt's mentality of wanting to complain suddenly restrained:

Is this a human? !

"One!"

The Savage King's voice made Matt's ears numb, and everyone in the venue began to do groups——

"Two! Straighten your fucking hands! Are you fucking a waste!"

"No!"

Ka——

Matt seemed to hear the creaking sound of his bones and muscles under the heavy load, but he soon found that it was not made by him at all, but by a strong man from the Animal Gang who was pushing the limit next to him!

A snatch of nearly 500 kilograms, without any protective measures, even the weight. The counterweight of this concrete block is not balanced and accurate!

The Savage King glanced at his companion, walked in front of him, and roared with his eyes almost popping out: "3!"

"3! Uh uh uh uh ah ah ah ah!"

Bang!

The strong man's waist made a loud noise, and Matt was in a bad mood: Is this normal? !

But judging from the performance of the Savage King and the strong man, it should be normal. At least they are fine, and they even lifted the concrete block.

Boom!

After reaching the limit, the concrete barbell fell to the ground. This sound inspired other companions to continue to do the group. The Savage King turned his eyes to Matt:

"Good job Benny! Let's continue! Straighten your hands, you piece of shit!" The Savage King was obviously a little overwhelmed under the heavy pressure. He stared at Matt exaggeratedly, "You exercise like this? You just perfunctory yourself like this? You are a flower in a greenhouse. Your mother jumped off the building and your father disappeared. You are lazy even when doing a group. You are such a waste!"

"I" Matt was getting more and more angry. His face was getting redder and redder. His whole body was shaking, but his hands were getting straighter and straighter.

"What are you talking about! Keep going! 4!"

Bang!

More than a dozen high-tech fitness strongmen were doing groups at the same time. The floor was shaking. If it was a poor quality unfinished building, it would probably collapse at this moment.

"Keep going! 5!"

After the Savage King shouted, her squat speed slowed down a lot. It can be seen that this weight is not easy for her.

Not to mention Matt, a ten-year-old kid trying to squat 100 kg on a balance bar

It's not the normal level of human beings.

After finishing, the Savage King seemed very dissatisfied with his performance: "Add weight!"

Although it was not the first time for the two younger brothers to see this scene, they still hung two pieces of concrete with bent steel bars on it with some trepidation.

"Do you want to be a waste!"

"No!"

"But you are! You are! All of you are!"

"I'm not!"

"You are!" The Savage King began to squat slowly, "You are a waste!"

"I'm not ah ah ah——!" Matt also began to squat, and his body trembling had reached an unimaginable degree.

Don't mention him, everyone in the gym is like a dragonfly flapping its wings, and soon someone can't do it and falls down, foaming at the mouth.

This scene in a serious gym would scare people: it's the fucking technological age, if you really want to become a macho man, you might as well work overtime to get a good prosthesis, what's the point of lifting weights for life?

But the Animal Gang is different, the younger brothers dragged their fallen companions away and gave them first aid with extreme professionalism.

The scene became a little tense, and the Savage King was also under pressure and had difficulty speaking, his face flushed: "You 6!"

Bang!

The weight was lifted back and forth, and the floor seemed to have received a heavy blow, and the muffled sound was just right on the drum beat of the electronic rock.

Lil had been watching for a while, and it was time to open the door.

As soon as he opened the door, the Savage King took the lead in putting down the weight in his hand, and a group of strong men fell down, fainted, and Matt also collapsed to the side.

Even Jack looked at this scene and whispered to Lil: "Lil, do you think this is scientific?"

"This" Lil leaned back slightly, "It shouldn't affect life safety to inject drugs to death."

The training method of the Animal Gang is obviously not normal, especially the Savage King.

This kind of violent "limit pushing" is likely to cause bone fatigue and cracking, muscle and a series of connective tissue strain or even breakage, but with strong enough hormones and nutrients, even if serious damage really occurs, it is not impossible to grow back, and in theory it can even grow better.

Of course, this primitive and rough "fitness medical technology" will actually shorten the lifespan of many people and face multiple hormone disorders. Not everyone can get involved in this pure animal gang.

"Is this a life-threatening weightlifting?"

Jack shook his head and slapped the iron door next to him. The huge force shattered the broken glass on the door and left a palm print on it!

"Put down your fitness equipment and get ready to go out to work-Matt, come and join us, we will find you a place to practice sports."

The Savage King took the stimulant next to him and gave himself a shot, and the trembling quickly subsided.

Matt saw her do this, gritted his teeth and grabbed the stimulant on the table with his almost insensitive hands and took a shot on himself:

"I want to be a sports star!"

The Savage King turned his head strangely: "I know, why are you shouting so loudly? Hurry up."

[Commission: Tacit Understanding]

[Mr. Hands: Lille, there is a sports academy in Luxor Villa, and scouts from all over the world come here to look for new players.

If you want to break into the sports world, that's the best place for you.

I know you are a person with insights, but please consider this: some people sign contracts here without paying taxes. The client wants a list and a data:

Who signed the contract here and what contracts are there.

After you go in, you can find their person in charge, the dean of the sports academy: Fiona Vargas, and then you can work.

Please allow me to repeat: Please consider the content of the commission, I hope we can establish a healthy and sustainable cooperative relationship.

I hope this will be the beginning of our cooperation, not the end. 】

At Luxor Mountain Sports Academy, Fiona Vargas and her security manager looked at the visitor application list and fell into deep thought:

"Which idiot is teasing me?"

Although her words were tough, her stiff body movements revealed her fear.

The security captain did not comment on this. Her boss was afraid, and he was even more afraid: "Well, what should we do?"

"We." Fiona paused, "We will approve his visit application and let your brothers work overtime."

Overtime?

The security captain nodded silently.

Then I can work overtime and run away.