New Limits (II)

Oakland International Airport, RWY 28.

A matte black colored Gulfstream G650ER descended slowly and kissed the tarmac with a small thud, as it decelerated and slowly came to a stop.

After stopping, the entry door of the aircraft opened up and the air stairs extended towards the ground, allowing a young man climb down the aircraft.

The young man raised his head and looked at the beautiful gray ball in the sky reflecting light to the surface, and smiled.

"I was just away for some days and it feels like I have been away for months."

"LUNAR, are you done gathering and transferring the related game knowledge, and information to Apollo?"

{Yes sir. APOLLO has also been connected to the mainframe and server, and he has already started with the game creation.}

"Good, have him send it to my pod and headgear when he's done with it."

{Yes sir.}

Yes, the young man in question is Silas. After eight hours of flight, he finally arrived at Oakland.

Just like before, Silas spent the eight hours playing VR games. He played almost all the VR games that LUNAR made and he had nothing but praise for her.

Bact to the present, Silas walked left the tarmac and walked towards the airport terminal.

Just like what happened at Caracas International Airport, Silas did not go through any formalities as he just walked through the terminal and made his way out of the airport building.

He strolled toward his parked car, deftly unlocking it before settling into the driver's seat and smoothly driving away.

The drive was fast and smooth with the roads being mostly empty as it was already midnight.

After 7 long hours of driving, Silas arrived at the villa. Unsurprisingly, it was empty and quiet.

Silas drove into the garage and parked the car before going to his room.

Inside the room, Silas looked around and saw that his room was mostly as he left it, only that it looks cleaner.

"I wonder when APOLLO will be done with the game," Silas said as he dropped his bag on the bed.

He has already slept throughout the flight and now he's not feeling sleepy, neither is he feeling jetlagged.

'Since I have nothing else to do, I can use the time to train in the pod user's domain.'

Thinking of this, Silas got up from the bed and walked towards the pod. He placed his hands on the glass exterior of the pod and it opened it up, allowing him to allowing him to enter inside.

Inside the pod, after he was successfully logged in, he appeared in the dark room which is the domain.

"Ok, here we are. Let's start creating," Silas said. He thought of the room expanding and it immediately reacted to his thoughts, and expanded to the size he wants.

Seeing the larger room, he decided to take things further. He made the room to expand and this time, to an almost infinite size.

"This size should be good enough," Silas said as he looked around him.

"Now, let's start testing."

He started willing the appearance he wants the room to take and in the next second, high class testing equipment appeared in front of him, followed by an extremely long race track with an equipment for displaying speed at the finish line.

Silas walked towards the equipment that looks like it was meant for testing one's punching strength.

"Ok, here goes nothing," He said and did a light stretch before taking a boxing stance. With the help of the max level combined [Fighting] skill that got fused into him, he was able to get the perfect stance.

Silas closed his eyes briefly and opened it. He clenched his fist and punched the equipment with every ounce of strength he could gather.

WOOSH

BOOOM

RUMBLE

A loud booming and rumbling sound echoed around, followed by a short gust of wind as as Silas' fist connected with the equipment.

Silas was very surprised by the events that followed. He definitely did not expect it.

"I wonder how many punching force my punch will carry," Silas said and looked at the screen displaying a string of number.

{195,509,080N}

"What?!" Silas exclaimed in shock.

"How is this possible?! 195 million Newton?!"

The reason why Silas is in shock is because he understands the mechanics behind punching and how it's measured due to the combined [Fighting] skill.

The punching force of an amateur boxer is 2500N and that of a professional super heavyweight boxer is 920 psi, which is equivalent to approximately 6,343,177N, and this is the highest ever recorded.

To see the difference and reason for the shock, converting Silas' punching force to psi is approximately 4,083,292 psi.

This means that Silas punching force is four thousand times stronger than the highest ever recorded!

To put it in perspective, Silas decided to create a ten-story building with the best conceivable building materials and decided to use it as a practice target.

"Please don't disappoint," Silas said and took a step back and threw a punch with everything he got at the building.

As the punch connected, a loud booming sound was heard as his punch connected with the building, and a massive dent with spiderweb cracks appeared at the point of contact.

"Amazing. But why was the outcome very different from when I punched the Mango tree?," Silas asked himself in curiosity.

"I guess it's the difference in material."

"Time to test my Agility and Stamina."

Thinking of that, Silas went to the race track. He bent down and took a running stance.

Few seconds later, a loud sound like gunshot was heard. Hearing the gunshot, Silas' body propelled forward with controlled power, but with no restrain on his speed.

WOOSH

BOOM

WOOSH

.....

At the finish line, Silas stood up straight, not even feeling like he just ran a 100 km.

He looked at where he stood and looked towards the place that seems to be the starting line of the track.

"I guess this is because of my stamina because I know that no human will run something like this and still be standing."

He looked towards the equipment displaying a string of number.

{82.8 mph, 00:30:45}

.....

Due to what he experienced during the testing of his strength, Silas was more calmer when he saw the result for his Agility.

Actually, the results confirmed his guess, and that is he's stronger and faster than, and the fact that he was able to run a distance of 100 km and not feel anything means that he can go for almost as long as he wants with his stamina.

*Ahem*

"Should I test my stamina?," Silas asked himself.

"No. I don't think there's any need for it. It will be better if I start getting battle experience."

Silas looked around him and with just a thought, the equipment that he used to test his punching force disappeared, followed by the race track and the machine for measuring speed.

With another thought, a fighting doll, a perfect replication of himself appeared in front of him.

Silas sized the fighting doll before taking a battle stance.

"Ok, throw everything at me. Nightmare mode," Silas said with grin and the fighting dolls threw an extremely fast killing punch at him without warning.

Silas reacted instantaneously as he dodged to the side but he was wrong, the punch was a feint, the real attack was a deadly side kick to his leg.

The kick connected and Silas was sent flying into the far distance.

The fighting doll looked at Silas' flying figure and shot towards him.

*****

In a dimly lit room in the capital city of Venezuela, Caracas, Mr Andrés and some people were sitted around a round a table.

"Andrés, is what you said true," A man asked as he went through the documents in his hand.

"Yes, everything is true. He promised to pay off the debt," Mr Andrés replied.

The man put the document down on the table and looked at Mr Andrés in curiosity.

"Andrés, do you really believe that he can pay off a debt of such amount. I mean it's a debt of more than $1 trillion not $100 million, $1 billion or $100 billion. It's a debt of close to $2 trillion?!," He asked with a questioning look on his face.

"You don't need to worry. It's not like he promised to pay it all at once," Mr Andrés replied confidently.

"If you say so. What do you guys think about think? How do we proceed now that we have already gotten someone to help us, and you can speak up if you're against his conditions." The man said as he looked at the rest of the people in the room.

A lady dropped the document she was reading on the table and looked at Mr Andrés, and said, "Honestly, I don't think there's a need for this meeting. I mean, the reason why we made Andrés in charge of soliciting support is because we believe he's competent enough, and if he's really confident in this kid to agree to his conditions, then I don't think there's a need for us to debate it."

The rest of the people in the room heard this and nodded in agreement.

"Well, if that's the case, then we can just end the meeting and proceed to making our plans. We have to implement it as soon as possible," Mr Andrés said.