“No, but I want to ask you a favor.”

Ito Jun smiled awkwardly. He was actually quite familiar with Akari in the simulator.

“Do you want to have a competition?”

Seeing Ito Jun’s increasingly ferocious expression, Akari narrowed her eyes.

“No, no, I just have some dead muscles from working out in the gym, so I want to learn some serious fighting techniques.”

Ito Jun quickly waved his hands to avoid a conflict caused by misunderstanding.

“That’s it.”

Akari put down her hands sheepishly and said to Ito Jun: “In fact, whether it is dead muscle or living muscle, muscle is muscle. In the ring, weight can kill people.”

“I still want to learn a technique, can you introduce karate?”

Ito Jun asked with a smile.

“…You’d better stop laughing.”

Akari couldn’t help but look away. Every time Ito Jun smiled, it would trigger her defensive instinct.

Finally, Ito Jun joined the karate club. The karate club headed by Akari had certain skills, which were enough to teach Ito Jun, a layman.

So, Ito Jun spent three hours every day learning karate and three hours doing intensive training. His fighting ability was like a soaring monkey, improving rapidly every day.

However, his physique was also growing bigger.

“Coach Jiexiong, please help me.”

In desperation, Ito Jun found the Silver Man Gym and asked Jie Xiongming for help.

“I’ve been working out too much and have become like this. My life is very inconvenient. I hope you can help me.”

Ito Jun pleaded sincerely to Jie Xiongmingzo.

“I’ve had this kind of trouble before. Don’t worry, young man. I will help you.”

Jie Xiongmingzo was a kind-hearted man. When he saw that Ito Jun had the appearance of a 17-year-old but the body of Spartacus, he immediately agreed to teach Ito Jun the techniques of muscle control.

Ito Jun took out another three hours from his day to learn how to control his muscles from Jie Xiongmingzou.

Since he started working out, Ito Jun hasn’t encountered any supernatural phenomena for a long time.

Every time I use the simulator, I live a dull life for dozens of days, and then suddenly I encounter a situation where my fists are useless, and I die inexplicably, and in the end my score is not even a B.

Although you often get attribute point rewards, the attribute points can be efficiently converted into rewards through exercise. Ito Jun does similar things every day, and the attribute points increased by pressurized exercise are more than the attribute points rewarded.

“So hungry…”

On this day, Ito Jun walked out of “Drink SPORTS CLUB”, holding his stomach with a bitter look on his face.

[Drink SPORTS CLUB] Going to the fitness club costs money, going to the Silver Man Gym and Street Xiong Ming Zao to learn muscle control also costs money, and eating and drinking after exercise is even more expensive.

Although there is a wealthy woman at the Silver Man Gym, how can a man of his stature, who is over seven feet tall, live off her?

“It’s so fragrant!”

Ito Jun smelled a strong fragrance and turned around. It was Brother Matsuda. He had received ten training sessions here and his muscles were extremely hard.

“Arun, I have something good to show you.”

Brother Matsuda was holding a big jar and shouted happily to Ito Jun.

Ito Jun walked over quickly.

“This is the honey my friend brought back from South America. It tastes great and is rich in nutrients. One drop is as good as a bowl of rice.”

Brother Matsuda was exaggerating, but he actually just wanted to treat people who exercise regularly to a gathering.

Ito Jun, Takasugi, Ryuji, and Daiki all accepted the invitation from Brother Matsuda, and they came to the lounge of the club. Brother Matsuda opened the jar and took out a few spoons to share with everyone.

Brother Matsuda was the first to scoop a spoonful of thick honey, put it into his mouth, and showed an expression of enjoyment.

Then he suddenly lowered his head, shook his head, and scooped another spoonful.

Ito Jun rubbed his eyes. He seemed to have seen something appear above Brother Matsuda’s head.

As for what it was, I didn’t see clearly, it just disappeared in a flash.

It’s probably an illusion.

Without thinking much, Ito Jun also scooped a spoonful of honey and put it into his mouth.

“So delicious!”

Ito Jun’s eyes lit up, and the taste of honey exploded in his mouth. The rich and sweet taste was more delicious than he had ever tasted before.

“Oh!”

The next moment, Ito Jun’s head sank, as if someone patted him from behind.

“What?”

Ito Jun turned his head and asked angrily, but he didn’t see anyone behind him.

“Hey, who teased me?”

Ito Jun turned around and asked unhappily.

“No one touched you. This is the problem with the honey. It seems that the taste is too strong and it causes an impact on the brain. After eating it, you will feel like you were hit on the head. Don’t worry, I sent it for testing and the honey is not poisonous.”

Brother Matsuda laughed heartily, scooped another large spoonful of honey, and put it all into his mouth. Then he lowered his head slightly, swallowed the honey, and then raised his head.

Takasugi, Ryuji, and Daiki also started eating, but after Ryuji took only one bite, his body suddenly leaned forward and he almost fell into the jar.

“Hahahaha, there’s still plenty of honey. Don’t worry, there’s enough for us to eat.”

Brother Matsuda teased Ryuji. Ryuji raised his head and smiled foolishly, then touched his forehead, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

He always felt like he was hit hard on the head, but everyone in the room was in front of him… Maybe this is what Brother Matsuda meant by the taste shock.

Chapter 11: Horror comics can also be practiced? !

“Lack of money? That’s easy. I know two families who are looking for workers. Because the work is special, the salary is high.”

During the dinner, Ito Jun expressed his troubles.

Brother Takasugi immediately patted his chest and introduced Ito Jun to a part-time job with a high income.

Ito Jun hurriedly thanked him. This club was really worth coming to. The muscle training efficiency was magical, the desserts were unparalleled in the world, and the brother introduced him to a part-time job. He would never encounter such a good thing anywhere else.

I have two part-time jobs. One is taking care of a rich family’s daughter, who is said to have difficulty making choices. The other is working as a domestic worker for a rich family’s son, who has phantom limb pain.

After listening to this, Ito Jun wanted to complain. Why do these children from rich families have so many bad habits? Is this the retribution for capital accumulation?

However, no matter what, it does not hinder Ito Jun’s part-time job.

That afternoon, Ito Jun came to the mansion of a wealthy family who needed a servant.

This gloomy mansion has all its windows sealed shut and no balcony visible. A heavy iron door stands at the entrance, making it look like a huge coffin.

After knocking on the door, a middle-aged man with a gloomy face appeared in front of Ito Jun.

“Ito-kun, huh? Thank you for coming to work in our home. I am the master of this home, Kamijiro.”

Ito Jun followed Kamishiro into the entrance hall. As soon as he entered, Kamishiro locked the door. His nervous look made Ito Jun unable to help but start a game of simulator.

The simulator passed his short life in a blink of an eye, and Ito Jun was relieved when he came to his senses because there was no problem. However, he died in an inexplicable natural disaster a few dozen days later, and finally obtained a purple talent called Hua Jin.

Hua Jin? It seems to be something from Chinese martial arts novels.

Ito Jun felt very strange. Why were the talents he had drawn recently so mysterious?

All the windows in the mansion were blocked with bricks, so the light was very dim. Ito Jun followed Kamishiro all the way to the room of Kamishiro’s son.

Kamishiro’s son was lying on the bed, whimpering in pain. Mrs. Kamishiro was sitting beside him with a sad expression on her face. There was also a servant rubbing her hands in the air.

“It hurts! It hurts!”

Kamishiro’s son cried out in pain, and Mrs. Kamishiro bent down and hugged her child, saying sadly, “How pitiful, my Yusuke.”

The boy named Yusuke cried out, “It hurts, Mom, please rub it for me!”

“Where does it hurt this time?”

Mrs. Shencheng asked quickly.

The boy stretched out his arm from under the quilt and pointed to the empty space in front of him. Mrs. Kamijou walked over, found the position according to the boy’s instructions, and began to rub her hands in the air.

“How is it? Are you feeling a little better?”

“Well, not yet…”

Ito Jun looked at what happened in the bedroom in surprise. Kamishiro sighed, “Are you surprised? Ito-kun? My son feels pain everywhere now, and there is nothing where he feels pain. The doctor said it is a mental illness and there is no cure at all.”

“I’m Hashimoto. I’ve just arrived at Sakura-no-Ma on the north side of the first floor. Please give me your instructions.”

A man’s voice came from the speaker.

“Right on the right side of the wall, rub it for me.”

Yusuke said immediately.

Yusuke, lying in bed, gave instructions to the servants in other rooms. Compared to his phantom pain, this was what surprised Ito Jun.

“Isn’t this considered a superpower?”

You can know the surrounding environment just by lying in bed, which is equivalent to a mental scan.

“No one will like this kind of superpower. Yusuke will feel the pain himself, and the scope is expanding. At first it was just this room, and later it expanded to the entire mansion. In order to prevent the pain from spreading outside, I sealed the mansion.”

Kamijiro said sadly.

Ito Jun couldn’t empathize with him because he had a white talent called Masochism, which could turn pain into pleasure. When he saw this talent for the first time, he recognized this talent.

Although his super willpower allowed him to get through the stressful training, the pain was still painful.

Following the instructions, Ito Jun and Mizuno, who arrived earlier, walked towards the third floor. Because the light was too dim, Mizuno fell while going up the stairs and his head hit the floor hard.

“Uncle Mizuno, are you okay?”

Ito Jun hurriedly helped Mizuno up. Mizuno shook his head and said nonchalantly, “It’s okay. It doesn’t hurt anyway. Doing this kind of work always results in new injuries. Maybe I’m used to it.”

Ito Jun felt very strange. It was not so easy to get used to the pain.

But it didn’t matter, Mizuno didn’t feel any pain, so there was no need for him to say anything.

In this way, Ito Jun started working in this mansion. The hourly wage was 5000 yen, which was higher than most jobs. His work was worthy of revenge. Every day he ran around the mansion according to Yusuke’s instructions. If he had poor physical strength, he really couldn’t do this job.

Unfortunately, this job only temporarily relieved the boy’s pain, and his phantom pain never got better.

In addition, the air in the mansion is very gloomy. If you stay there for a long time, you will always feel creepy, or it is a kind of heart-breaking air that pricks your skin like needles.

Unconsciously, Ito Jun’s sensation and pain doubled. After the transformation of his masochistic talent, Ito Jun was so excited that he almost got wet while undergoing the pressurized training.

A few days later, the owner of the mansion died of sepsis, which seemed to be caused by a wound that had not been treated. Mrs. Kamishiro was sad about this and made a promise because she was worried that the servants would leave. She would give all the property of the Kamishiro family to the person who worked from today to the end.

Ito Jun decisively asked for leave from school. Not to mention anything else about the Kamishiro family, this mansion alone is worth tens of billions.

The servants worked even harder, and Ito Jun became a work scab. Relying on his strong physical fitness, he did as much work as the rest of the people combined, forcing them to curse every day and work even harder.

However, Ito Jun found that his five senses were becoming stronger and stronger.

He had almost reached the state of feeling the cicadas smell the autumn wind before it blows, and if his fingers accidentally touched some place that would have made him feel uncomfortable before, now it felt very comfortable.

Gradually, he could even feel the pleasure from breathing.

Judging from his masochistic talent, his perception of pain has greatly improved.

“Oh no, Mr. Guan Ze is injured.”

Hearing loud shouts from upstairs, Ito Jun hurried over and found that it was not an injury at all, but the wound had clearly become necrotic!

Mr. Guan Ze, who was in his forties, was sitting against the wall with a rotten wound on his knee. Ito Jun remembered that he had accidentally bumped into him when they were competing for a job a few days ago, but he didn’t think anything of it at the time. But now, it seems that the part of Mr. Guan Ze’s knee that was hit had started to fester at some point, and the rotten skin had spread to his calves and thighs.

Ito Jun looked at other people again. The servants around him had more or less festering wounds on their bodies. A strong stench filled the air, making Ito Jun feel uncomfortable.

“Everyone, you have to go to the hospital.”

Ito Jun helped Mr. Guan Ze up, and everyone else became excited.

“No, if we go to the hospital, what will happen to the master?”

“Do you think one person can do the work here?”