Tumeng Federation.
"Aaaaahhh!!"
Underneath a hydraulic press, a giant cylindrical mass ferociously descended, attempting to flatten a grey, anthropomorphic squirrel standing below into a mash of flesh.
But the terrifying support force below was just as crazily resisting the pressure.
Li Chengyi's muscles swelled like granite, each vein under his fur standing out in stark, dark blue relief.
"How many tons are we up to now?" Giant Strength, watching from the side, asked woodenly.
"...Over thirty tons..." The subordinate manager wearing a safety helmet trembled as well.
He'd seen freaks, but never a freak like this.
Others worked out in a gym; this guy trained with a hydraulic press...
"With such talent, such a physique..." Canglu could no longer find words to describe Li Chengyi.
All he could do was watch as the other man grew at a terrifying speed each day, now far surpassing him to a degree that not even a Grandmaster could match.