Infinite Potential : My Body Can Be Strengthened Infinitely

Fog.

Endless fog.

At the front of the fog, there appeared a dense patch of reeds, endless and full of mud, like a maze that one could never escape. 

Drake gasped, running alone through the reeds, feeling desperate, exhausted and frightened. His legs were so tired  they felt completely overloaded and he ran desperately, trying to escape the reeds.

But it was of no use.

The endless reeds are like a bottomless abyss that will bury people forever.

The pungent, rancid smell kept coming from all directions and made it hard to breathe.

More importantly. 

As Drake continued to run, he heard whispers coming from the reeds, as if someone was calling his name. The voice became clearer and closer, making his scalp go numb.

suddenly!

He showed a frightened look, suddenly stopped and looked ahead with a trembling body.  A strange woman appeared in front of the dense reeds.

She wore the clothes of a palace maid from the previous dynasty, and her cheeks were pale as if they were covered with thick flour. She looked at him with a disturbing smile on her face.

"Drake..."

A sharp and strange voice came out of the woman's mouth. Her mouth suddenly split into eight parts, revealing densely packed sharp teeth like "saw teeth". 

A tongue with endless mucus swung wildly back and forth. One could vaguely see a large amount of black mud and white worms coming out of the mouth of this palace maid.

Drake let out a terrified cry, turned around and ran, but at this moment, the mud under him seemed to have life and suddenly wrapped around his legs tightly.

All the mud rose up quickly as if it wanted to swallow his body, covering him from his feet to his knees, from his knees to his waist, from his waist to his neck, his chin and his nostrils. 

A heavy and terrible feeling of suffocation quickly overcame him. Waves of dying emotions caused his body to begin to tremble.

What's even more terrifying is.

The palace maid, whose mouth was divided into eight parts and constantly spat out worms and mud, also quickly approached Drake and let out a sharp and piercing laugh. 

A tongue full of stench and snot penetrated directly into Drake's throat. The large amount of stinking mucus almost caused Drake to faint.

...

"AHHH"

With a cry of terror, Drake suddenly struggled to get up from the bed as if he had lost control.

Sweat poured down his body, his face was pale, he was terrified and gasping for air.  The entire sheet was soaked. 

His body felt as if it had been soaked by rain, and his palms and soles were covered in sweat.His face was pale as if it had been soaked in water for several days and nights, and it was so white  it made him shiver.

"Nightmare, another Nightmare..."

When Drake saw the light in front of him, he gasped and smiled miserably. 

He picked up the phone in front of the bed and took a look at it.

9:25 am   

'The eight o'clock alarm didn't wake me up.'

He woke up frightened.He raised his hands and rubbed his temples with difficulty.

'How long will this  life of nightmares last?'

For several days in a row, he was really tortured and suffered great pain.

" Every night I have a different nightmare and experience a different torture. I am really exhausted. If this continues, even if I don't die, I will become a mental patient." 

He relaxed for a while, then struggled to get out of bed and headed toward the kitchen. He first drank a large glass of warm water, then went to the bathroom and soaked his cheeks with cold water.

Yes, Drake is not from this world.

He is a transmigrator.

Like most transmigrator, his parents were dead when he arrived here.   

He had nightmares for three whole days, from the day he travelled through time until now. The scenes are different every night and they never stop. 

In his memory, it was when the original owner was still alive, and he had all kinds of nightmares for the past few months.

To cure the nightmare, the original owner visited the doctor several times and took many medicines, but they had no effect.  and After such a long-lasting nightmare, the original owner's body became weaker and weaker.  when he walked, he became out of breath and sweated profusely at the slightest movement. 

Even his weight lost more than ten pounds that month, and three days ago he finally Transmigrated here. I didn't expect that after Transmigrated here, I still couldn't get rid of the original owner's experience.

Would I also be like the original owner, who has countless nightmares, gradually collapses and dies miserably?  

When Drake was lost in thought, his cell phone suddenly rang.

He picked it up and took a look.

This is a call from my classmate and deskmate Sunny.

"Hey, sunny."

"Drake, are you home? I'm bringing my dad to see you today. Didn't I tell you last time?My dad knows how to tell people's future, so maybe he can tell yours too."

  A voice came from the other end of the line.

"You don't have to come, brother, it's okay."  Drake replied.

 "No, my dad is already here, he has to come to  you anyway. By the way, we're downstairs at your house, remember to open the door. I'll hang up first."

   The voice on the other end of the phone just hung up.

 Drake was speechless for a moment.|   But then he thought about it. He have been  to every major hospital and nothing helped.  consulting a fortune teller didn't seem like a big deal.

He immediately took it in stride.

As expected.

He had just finished brushing his teeth when he heard a knock on the door. Drake quickly wiped his face and went over to open the door.

When he opened the door, he saw a short, fat boy with a flat head and a high school uniform. He looked at Drake with a smile on his face.

Behind him stood a middle-aged man, he was equally short and fat as sunny. He was strangely dressed, wearing a long black dress that was only worn nearly a hundred years ago. 

He had a black umbrella in his hand, black sunglasses on his face, and  a cigarette in his mouth. He looked unruly and ragged.  

As soon as he appeared, he continued to look at Drake. He suddenly looked surprised, as if he had seen something extraordinary.

"Boy, are you Drake?"

"What's wrong, uncle?"

Sunny frowned.

"Boy, prepare for your funeral as soon as possible.Damn, this is really unfortunate. Xiaohu, let's go"

 The short and fat middle-aged man grabbed his son and quickly retreated outside without saying anything.

"Hey, dad, what's wrong?"   

Sunny was dragged away by his father.His wrist hurt. He shouted,

"What's wrong?"  

"Bad luck,  bad luck, go away! " Middle aged man said.

 The middle-aged man simply took sunny outside and retreated outside.

Drake looked confused, quickly chased after him and said, 

"Uncle, what do you mean by preparing for the funeral?"  

"Oh, you should eat and drink. We will leave now. Sorry to disturb you." 

The middle-aged man smiled apologetically and walked faster while holding sunny's hand.

Drake's face changed slightly, and he was even more sure that something was wrong. He hurried to follow him again and asked, 

"What's wrong? Did you see anything?" Drake asked.

"It's really nothing, We won't bother you anymore!"  Middle aged man replied.

 The middle-aged man laughed again and ran away quickly. From beginning to end, Sunny grimaced and screamed in pain, but he couldn't escape the fangs at all. 

"Dude, just say it." 

Drake continued to chase him. But the middle-aged man didn't say another word.| He quickly dragged Sunny behind him, as if he was running for his life.  

'Shit, what's going on?'

Drake's face was gloomy.

A new scam?

 First arouse your curiosity, and then take advantage of it to deceive you and do something big?

I am an orphan and my family is extremely poor. What is there for me to be deceived about?

"Damn!"   

He cursed in his heart. 

What a bastard! 

You are doing this on purpose to anger me. You can't even speak clearly.