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Chapter 382 - 235: The Secret of Second Rank Life, The Imminent Arrival of Benjamin (Supplement, 682 Combined into One)

Chapter 382: Chapter 235: The Secret of Second Rank Life, The Imminent Arrival of Benjamin (Supplement, 682 Combined into One)

Brian looked up at the sky, then headed inside the old wooden cabin at the camp. He stripped off his underwear and stood bare in the vacant space.

He took a deep breath.

The next moment.

Densely-packed muscle fibers, tight like steel cables, bulged prominently. The tough skeletal gaps also stretched under the pull of his muscles, elevating Brian to a towering height of around two meters twenty.

This was not just an increase in height but a swelling of his entire body’s volume.

By comparison,

The old Brian, if standing in front of his current self, would probably only come up to half his size and be considerably shorter.

"This feeling..."

Brian murmured, infatuated.

Infinite strength surged within him.

He felt that his power had increased at least fourfold from before.

Unfortunately, the dilapidated cabin had little to offer: besides some old bed slats, there were just a few pillars that seemed substantial.

Unable to contain his curiosity, Brian walked up to one supporting pillar, his hand large enough to grasp a basketball, and grabbed onto the side.

His power exploded.

The next moment.

The entire cabin let out a creaking noise,

Accompanied by a cascade of dust from the roof.

The enormous wooden pillar, which normally required a crane to handle and weighed a thousand kilograms, was now easily held in Brian’s single hand, as if he were a child deity of a radish field in the town of Hill Slope, casually toying with it.

"With just one hand’s strength, I’m probably exerting about ten thousand kilograms. Maintaining this explosive state, the stored energy in my body depletes quickly, and my agile coordination between body tissues has decreased a lot.

But it’s worth it.

Such terrifying power indicates a strong physical condition.

I can probably now lift a regular car brute force.

When it comes to speed and strength, running could compare to a small, mud-trucking Mercedes..."

Thinking of this,

Brian, with brute force, shoved the pillar back into its original spot.

He moved to the farthest corner of the room and exerted force with his feet.

Muscle fibers, as resilient as steel bars, gathered power from bottom to top like waves, creating pulsing ripples of muscle that ultimately concentrated in a burst of power through Brian’s right arm.

With cumbersome momentum,

He traversed five meters in a single step and punched into the void.

The powerful shockwave of air hit the wooden wall.

The next moment.

Boom~

The cabin shook, and a cloud of accumulated dust fell.

A dense network of cracks, originating from Brian’s punch, spread across the wooden wall, creating a violent indent pattern.

Seeing this, Brian sucked in a cold breath.

It should be known that the wooden cabin was constructed with solid wood and simple mortise and tenon joints, sturdily built and even capable of withstanding small caliber bullets.

But now, just the shockwave from Brian’s explosive punch had nearly shattered such a solid wall.

This outcome was well beyond Brian’s expectations.

If one were really to strike down with such a punch, on a person, wouldn’t it completely shatter them into pieces?

...

"Shit, I feel like a beast myself. Those who oppose me are really out of luck..."

Brian couldn’t help but mourn for the upcoming Benjamin.

That guy, of all people to provoke, had to provoke him.

With one punch, Brian felt that the scene would be extremely brutal.

While lost in these thoughts,

A faint movement in the distance reached Brian’s perception.

He exhaled a breath of turbid air.

His once colliding Devil muscle man state, like deflating, slowly shrank back down, and even the fierce muscle demon face on his back smoothed out to peaceful tranquility.

Compared to before,

The normal state Brian was still significantly more robust, giving off the impression of being full of explosive power, lacking the previous balanced aesthetic.

Additionally,

His weight had also increased considerably.

He was now probably over two hundred seventy pounds.

There was no helping it.

His bone and muscle density were naturally high, and now with a significant increase in muscle mass, his weight had soared.

The previously fitted underwear was now tight-fitting, instantly suggesting a capital-rich figure, and the body-hugging pants Brian wore became skin tight.

This also gave Brian, typically soft-spoken, an overwhelming presence filled with aggressive pressure.

...

Outside,

Several armed helicopters and armored vehicles hurried to the scene but were only greeted by a tall, muscular man standing shirtless in the open space, gazing at them with well-defined explosive muscles.

A group of armed soldiers descended swiftly on ropes, vigilantly surrounding the area.

The armed helicopters showed no sign of landing, the only indication of the pilots’ tense emotions was the constant swaying of the machine guns at the nose of the choppers.

Having secured the scene,

The armored car with a massive chain gun mounted on its roof also entered.

A bald Caucasian giant of a man, standing a good two meters tall and wearing a rather sci-fi-looking monocle, jumped straight from the ten-meter height of the helicopter, landing in front of Brian.

Boom~

The ground trembled slightly.

A small crater formed where the burly man landed.

Unbelievably, he exhibited no cushioning maneuver, absorbing the impact of the fall with his body alone.

What a beast.

Brian observed the man with curiosity.

Wondering if the other could withstand his explosive punch.

The bald Caucasian giant was doing the same, and after his one-sided eyewear locked onto Brian, a series of pale letters flickered: Brian, NW...

After reading the data information appearing on his glasses and confirming Brian’s identity, the bald giant’s expression relaxed slightly.