Tokyo Wrestler

This is the only way to achieve the best promotional effect.

This lays the foundation for increasing the betting pool size of future boxing matches and making big money.

Therefore, even without a mission, Sett decided to include boxing footwork in his upcoming training and study list.

I strive to be a hexagonal boxer.

When Sett entered the boxing club's gymnasium, he found that there were even more people inside than the day before, all practicing boxing or physical training hard early in the morning.

These are all people who dream of becoming professional gamers.

But Sett can enter.

A strange phenomenon has occurred.

Regardless of height, weight, or build, every member of the boxing club stopped practicing their punches, looked up, wide-eyed, and stared at Sett as if they had seen some rare treasure.

What was going on? Sett was puzzled, but as he got closer, he could hear a few whispers and he understood the reason.

"Is he an Iron Man? He trained like that yesterday, and he's still able to come to training?"

"I'm so envious. That kind of physique is truly a gift from the gods."

"How about we go and learn from their skills? Why can their bodies recover so quickly?"

As the saying goes, the layman sees the spectacle, while the expert sees the details.

These boxing club members have all been boxing since they were young.

Therefore, he was very clear about how insane Sett's training was yesterday, and he was even more aware that the fact that Sett could still show up at the boxing club today was simply insane.

Praise me more, praise me more... louder, please... Sett thought smugly, but outwardly remained unchanged, keeping a cold face and pretending to be an expert.

Amidst the gasps of the crowd, he walked step by step to his beloved corner punching bag.

I am coming.

Are you ready to face a deadly pace and a raging storm?

Chapter 14 Confusion

The corner punching bag is Sett's favorite.

It squeaked all morning, enduring all the torment, yet silently bearing it without uttering a single "no" and refusing Sett's demands.

This made Sett very happy.

And he happily punched it ten thousand times as a reward.

In other words, Sett achieved his goal of landing around 5,000 heavy punches in just one morning.

The price he paid was that due to insufficient rest between sets and excessive fatigue, he now suffers from severe muscle strain, losing nearly 100 health points just from boxing.

Without a strong will, one probably wouldn't have been able to persevere.

But do it.

It's just to save time in the afternoon for practicing footwork.

"Sigh, there's not enough time..." Sett sighed.

Only after finishing the workout do you turn on the data, and as your health recovers, your muscle strain heals.

However, muscle fatigue requires a period of rest to recover.

This is also a less humane aspect of datafication; it can only heal wounds, and has absolutely no effect on other aspects of fatigue. Even if your health is fully restored, you will still feel tired.

However, under the data-driven approach, even with his arms exhausted, Sett can still force them to move and force himself into the best combat state.

so.

"Always maintain peak combat readiness."

This is actually the true way to use data.

Healing is merely a side effect of "injuries being converted into health points".

Relieving fatigue is the function of his second passive ability, "Heart of a Half-Beast"!

As his heart pounded, like a central furnace, streams of warmth flowed through Sett's body, melting away fatigue as if it were ice and snow.

"The healing that comes with data processing, combined with the powerful regenerative abilities of the Beast Heart, has practically turned me into a ruthless training machine... oh, and a 'cooking machine' too..."

The enormous energy expenditure caused Sett's belly to rumble loudly.

He left the boxing club and went to raid restaurants outside the school!

......

The small grove behind Yinglan Middle School.

Sett carried the bento box his mother had prepared, and also bought a tomato pasta, a medium-rare thick-cut ribeye steak set meal, a chicken breast and vegetable salad, and two large cups of oden.

Arriving at the stone bench from yesterday, I placed the items one by one on the bench, filling it to the brim.

The lunch cost a total of 5870 yen.

The most expensive item was this steak, which Sett bought at a Western restaurant outside the school. It was a 4000 yen set meal, which included a free chicken breast and vegetable salad.

While it may not have the same marbling and tenderness as Kobe beef, its taste is still quite good, tender and juicy, making it a premium product.

"It's good to be rich!"

Seti exclaimed, then devoured the entire large steak in one gulp.

If he hadn't already signed a contract with Qinghe Group, guaranteeing a stable income of five million yuan for each underground boxing match regardless of winning or losing, he probably wouldn't have been willing to eat like this, given his family's current debt situation.

He then opened his mother's lunchbox.

The plump, distinct grains of rice are sprinkled with black sesame seeds, resembling a reversed starry sky, which makes it very appetizing.

The bento box next to it contained a soft-boiled egg, topped with braised beef with onions and sauce. The small compartments on either side held side dishes, including leftover chocolate pickles from the morning and spicy salted radish.

It's just a perfectly normal lunchbox.

It was so normal that Sett couldn't believe it was made by his mother...

Seti first lifted the hidden clasp next to the bento box, twisted the chopsticks, and used the tip of the chopsticks to break the bouncy yolk of the soft-boiled egg. As the thick, dark yellow egg liquid flowed out and slowly overflowed onto the braised onion and beef slices, he stirred it to make sure that every slice of beef was coated with the egg liquid.

Pick up a slice of fatty beef, wrap it around a small ball of rice, and two or three soft, sweet fried onion strips.

Meimei offered a bite.

The delightful sensation of carbohydrates, the savory saltiness of fatty beef and soy sauce, the sweetness of onions, and the smooth, multi-layered texture of sterile egg yolk burst forth in the mouth.

"Yes, Mom's cooking skills are still great when she cooks normally."

Sett commented.

They immediately began wolfing down their food.

As he swallowed, he seemed to sense something again.

I looked up.

Passing through layers of tender green branches and leaves, he saw that familiar figure again.

It was Ito Yumuri, sitting alone on a stone bench not far away, eating lunch with her legs together.

Why do I feel like I've been running into her so often these past few days... Seti thought to himself, only to realize that Ito Yumuri had also seen him. Her clear, bright eyes remained cold and expressionless, without any emotional fluctuation.

Once you see it often enough, it becomes less surprising.

Sett quickly looked away and focused on eating.

Beautiful women are nothing compared to delicious food!

After finishing the beef, there was still some rice left, so he picked up the side dishes next to him to have some salty food.

Spicy dried radish tastes just like the kind commonly sold in the market.

As for Akemi Nishimiya's exclusive chocolate chili oil kimchi...

When Sett picked it up.

Because it had cooled down, the dark chocolate was like a shell covering the kimchi, with the deep red chili oil mixed with the chocolate.

Sett suddenly had a strange idea.

He used chopsticks to lift the red oil chocolate pickled vegetables high, letting them bask in the May sunshine, making them particularly eye-catching.

It was being shown to Ito Yumuri, who was not far away.

All I saw was...

As Ito Yumuri slightly raised her forehead, her eyes naturally and quickly locked onto the chocolate kimchi that Seti had specially shown her.

Then.....

Her cold, seemingly emotionless eyes widened noticeably when she saw the unusual combination of chocolate and kimchi!

Although she quickly returned to her usual aloof and unapproachable demeanor, that momentary emotional shift was definitely not an illusion.

puff!

My mom's amazing cooking is so powerful it's terrifying! Even this clueless girl was shocked...