The plot of "Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic One Always Collapses" is incomplete.

When they reviewed the incident later, Dyer and her sisters realized the changes in themselves.

First, there's the muscle; their originally slender and delicate arms now have a subtle sense of definition!

Although it's not in an exaggerated way, it's definitely not the same limp and weak state as before.

Secondly, there's physical strength and power. They used to be delicate and weak, but tonight they fought without even panting!

Finally, there's courage and self-control. Before, when faced with a problem, my brain would tell me to run, but my body wouldn't. Now, my body finally listens to my brain.

What's going on?

They huddled together and analyzed it for a long time, finally concluding that it was all thanks to participating in the temple's labor. Thinking about it carefully, it was indeed very likely.

First, the work arranged by the temple was not meant to keep people working non-stop until they were exhausted, but rather to provide a fixed daily schedule that balanced work and rest.

Secondly, the temple arranges work of different intensities and types according to each person's current physical condition. Those with weaker constitutions start with light work and gradually increase the amount of work step by step.

Moving heavy objects requires the cooperation of multiple people, and they must also pay attention to uneven ground, which greatly trains their observation skills and ability to respond to emergencies.

Third, there were knights and specialized workers to supervise and guide them on the key points of the movements, ensuring that they would not be injured due to the posture.

Finally, they were provided with food during their work, which consisted of high-protein meals specially provided by the temple. They could also occasionally taste special ingredients containing magic, which were said to help restore their strength and enhance their physique.

They worked for more than twenty days, and their physical fitness had quietly improved by several levels, but they just hadn't noticed it before.

The more Dale and her sisters thought about it, the more they realized it was true. Good heavens, this wasn't just paying money to suffer, it was a huge bargain!

Dale originally went to participate in the temple's labor only because she was angry with her family and didn't want to stay at home.

Dyer's two best friends simply stayed by her side, worried that she might be bullied by others.

But now, their thoughts are completely different. They can't imagine how much power they would possess if they continued to train.

From now on, I won't be nagged by my family when I go out. If I see anyone bullying me, I'll just punch them twice.

The story spread like wildfire among the ladies of high society, with each version becoming more and more fascinating.

What? You can become stronger by doing manual labor?

What? You can even get abs?

What? He can beat up four grown men with his bare hands?

Where else can you find such a great opportunity?! Everyone, sign up!

In no time, noble ladies and wealthy young women who had paid to participate flocked to the event.

After the young ladies arrived, some young gentlemen also got involved.

The reason is simple: what if you can show off your masculinity there and find a romantic partner?

However, this beautiful fantasy quickly shattered once they joined in the labor.

The young men were horrified to discover that, in the presence of these ladies, they, pampered men, were as weak as chicks.

Looking at the young ladies toiling away on the labor field, their eyes filled with determination, the young men's romantic fantasies vanished instantly, replaced by a deep sense of awe and reverence.

Respect for the strong is a universal principle.

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Since a group of people had just accumulated forty hours, Bishop Dickens decided to strike while the iron was hot and hold an award ceremony to officially launch the badge system.

The ceremony was held on an open space in the work field, with a temporary platform set up. It was simple but dignified.

Bishop Dickens's booming voice introduced the medal and rules, while Little Mustache stood beside him, adding to the design concept.

According to the rules, those who complete 40 hours of work are awarded a bronze medal and the title of "Unyielding Glory," while the three most outstanding performers are awarded a silver medal and the title of "Resilient Glory."

As Bishop Dickens read out the names of the three people in turn, they walked onto the stage, including Miss Dale, who had beaten up the thug.

She received her medal from the priest. The silver medal had a small diamond set in the center, its facets refracting tiny sparkles of light. Surrounding the diamond was a relief of two clasped hands supporting a sun disc, and the recipient's name and the date were engraved on the back.

At that moment, she felt that all the sweat, soreness, and exhaustion of the past few dozen days had been worth it.

The bronze medals for the others were much simpler, featuring a shovel and a rising sun on the front, giving a weighty and reassuring feeling when worn on the chest.

Dickens commended them, and applause rang out from the audience. As the award recipients walked off the stage, Dickens cleared his throat and began to introduce the higher-level medals.

As he explained, the priests opened their respective boxes one by one, revealing the medals inside.

The standard medal for 80 hours of work is silver, while those who perform exceptionally well are awarded a gold medal; the standard medal for 160 hours of work is upgraded to gold, and those who perform exceptionally well are awarded a medal that is inlaid with dazzling diamonds and has a relief of a deity in the center.

What truly silenced the entire audience was the episode that aired more than 160 hours later.

After working more than 160 hours, the award is no longer based on the number of hours worked, but rather on continuously improving one's performance rating to earn a higher medal.

Each piece is inlaid with a different gemstone, and they are displayed separately on the five highest trays. Behind them, five priests who possess light magic illuminate them, making each one shine with a mesmerizing light, creating a stunning visual effect that is impossible to look away from.

The medal, which symbolizes the highest honor, does not have a single main stone. Instead, it is composed of rare gemstones of different colors, forming a gradient spectrum.

The miniature statue of the God of Light in the center is carved from a special light-refracting material. When viewed from different angles, a flowing light appears to move slowly across its surface, making it extremely beautiful.

The highest-level medal is called the Divine Radiance Messenger, and those who receive this title will enjoy a permanent front-row seat at the altar.

The audience paid no attention to Dickens and Little Mustache's long-winded speeches; all eyes were fixed on the medals.

Dale tilted her head back, her gaze fixed on the "Holy Radiance Messenger" medal, her pupils dilating slightly.

beautiful!

She glanced subconsciously at the silver medal pinned to her left breast; it contained only a small diamond, set alone on the silver surface.

Dale's gaze gradually hardened.

She didn't listen to the bishop's subsequent rules and regulations.

All she knew was, she had to do it! That jeweled medal was something she, Dale, was determined to get!

Not only her, but most of the people present were also filled with a burning fighting spirit.

In short, after the medal was awarded, the number of wealthy people paying money to suffer reached a new high.

They initially came with all sorts of ideas, and some couldn't bear the hardship and chose to give up, but those who stayed changed in a surprisingly similar way.

Initially, everyone had their own reasons. Some came for the medals, some came because they had heard of Miss Dale and wanted to improve their health, and some came for socializing. Since they had nothing better to do, they might as well make some friends.

But as I kept doing it, it became a habit. If I didn't work every day, I felt uneasy. I felt my body was getting better and better, my mental state was getting more and more energetic, and even sweating felt exhilarating.

To ensure fairness, Bishop Dickens introduced a performance ranking list, updated weekly, which further fueled their competitive spirit.

But instead of comparing various jewels, they compared whose muscles were better developed and whose performance ranked higher.

What's even more addictive is the sense of accomplishment from watching something come to life in your own hands.

Day after day, they built the prayer altar with their own hands, from laying the foundation to stacking stones, and then erecting the framework... The building grew taller day by day, shining brightly in the sunlight, and they felt an overwhelming sense of accomplishment!

"See that? The base of that stone pillar over there was built by our team last week."

"Once it's finished, I'll bring my mother to see it and tell her that this wall bears the sweat of your daughter!"

These wealthy young men and women chatted about topics they had never thought of before during their breaks.

Many of them had never experienced hardship in their lives, yet this prayer altar was built by them, brick by brick, with their sweat and toil.