A fat man who was reborn from the dead? He transforms into a perfect male god in a week.

……

In the dormitory.

Jiang Chen took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and rushed to the classroom with his hair still wet.

The third period of the afternoon had already begun by then.

It was an English class.

The back door of the classroom was ajar.

While the English teacher was facing the blackboard at the podium.

Jiang Chen slipped in like a nimble fat cat, crouching low as he quickly darted back to his seat.

Seeing this, Hao Yingjun, who sat next to him, couldn't help but give a thumbs up and whisper his praise.

"Brother Chen, you're awesome!"

"That stealthy movement was absolutely amazing! You're the most agile fat man in the world!"

Tang Ruoxi, who sat at the table in front of him, heard a noise, turned around and looked at Jiang Chen, asking curiously.

"Where did you go last class? You didn't come back after class either? And why is your hair all wet?"

Jiang Chen grinned: "I'm going for a run!"

Tang Ruoxi's eyes widened: "You ran around for the entire class?"

"Um!"

"you……"

Tang Ruoxi opened her mouth, as if to say, "Are you crazy?"

With your physique, how can you withstand such high-intensity training?

But the words stuck in his throat.

Finally, he simply uttered a single sentence.

"Old Chen, I know you really want to lose weight, but don't push yourself too hard. Take a break when you're tired, don't push yourself too hard!"

After saying that, she turned around and left.

next second.

Jiang Chen noticed that her back was straighter, and her head, tied in a high ponytail, was tilted slightly to the right, towards the podium.

She used her not-so-broad shoulders to shield him from the possible gazes of the English teacher.

Jiang Chen felt very warm inside at this.

But he didn't say anything, he just lay on the table and closed his eyes.

Although his physique has improved, his recovery ability is now astonishing.

But I'm still mentally exhausted and desperately need to sleep to recharge.

So I slept straight through until school was over.

……

After dinner.

Jiang Chen had just stepped out of the cafeteria.

Hao Yingjun then approached him with a basketball in his arms.

"Brother Chen, let's go play ball! Let's get some exercise and digest our food!"

Jiang Chen shook his head: "I'm not playing ball, I have other things to do!"

"What's up? Evening study session is still a while away!"

"running!"

"Huh? Running again?"

Hao Yingjun nearly dropped the basketball in his hand: "Brother Chen, you ran for two hours at noon and then ran through Lao Pan's entire class this afternoon. Haven't you run enough yet?"

"Not enough, we're still 2 kilometers away from 10 kilometers!"

A glint of light flashed in Jiang Chen's eyes, and he strode quickly toward the track and field alone.

"..."

Hao Yingjun was stunned for two seconds. When he looked up again, Jiang Chen had already arrived at the track and field and was ready to start the race.

"Holy crap..."

Hao Yingjun's eyes widened. "Brother Chen's stamina... did he get a shot of adrenaline or take some kind of magic pill?"

"Running 10 kilometers every day, isn't he afraid of ruining himself?"

He shook his head, smacked his lips, turned and walked towards the basketball court, muttering to himself.

"Although running can help you lose weight, and losing weight will make you more handsome, I would never do running like this, even if you paid me!"

……

The track and field was sparsely populated.

Jiang Chen took a deep breath and started walking.

Today's run: 8/10 kilometers

There are 2 kilometers left, which is five laps around the track.

If it were noon, those five laps would have nearly killed him.

but now……

He took a step, breathed, and adjusted his rhythm.

My feet still felt heavy when they landed, and my knees were still under pressure, but it was much better than the feeling at noon when "every step felt like walking on a knife's edge."

Reaching 15 points in physique is no small feat.

The more he ran, the smoother he became, and the more he felt a strange sense of control.

Sweat continued to pour down his back, soaking his school uniform, but his eyes were bright, and his breathing, though heavy, was steady.

One lap, then another, and yet another…

Jiang Chen ran five laps in one breath without stopping, taking no more than twenty minutes.

As the finish line of the final lap swept past, a system notification quietly updated.

Today's run: 10/10 kilometers

Jiang Chen stopped, put his hands on his knees, and gasped for breath, but a smile appeared on his lips.

"Finally finished the 10 kilometers..."

He muttered to himself, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement.

Although the 10 kilometers were divided into several sections, it was indeed his 300-pound body that ran the entire distance.

Without a system, it's simply impossible.

Without the ability to exchange "amazing points" for physique, he couldn't even last five kilometers.

"Continue... push-ups..."

He wiped his sweat, walked to the open space beside the track, bent down, and supported himself with his hands on the ground.

Push-ups.

"One...ten...thirty..."

His arm muscles tensed, and the soreness accumulated rapidly, but he gritted his teeth and counted to thirty before stopping.

Next up is the squat.

"One...twenty...fifty..."

With each rise and fall, his thighs trembled, but he kept going.

After finishing fifty squats, he looked like he had been pulled out of the water.

Push-ups: 60/200, Squats: 80/300

There's still a long way to go to reach today's goal.

But he didn't have time; the bell for evening self-study had already rung.

Jiang Chen dragged his weak legs toward the classroom, his mind racing: "I'll sleep through all three evening self-study periods to recover my energy, then continue after that..."

The classroom was quiet during evening self-study.

Jiang Chen slumped onto the table as soon as he sat down and fell asleep almost instantly.

Hearing his even breathing, Tang Ruoxi, who was in the front row, turned around and frowned slightly.

"You're so tired, yet you're still forcing yourself to keep going..."

She sighed softly and propped the math book up higher to block the view that the teacher on duty might cast from the podium.

Hao Yingjun stole a glance at Jiang Chen's exhausted appearance and whispered to Tang Ruoxi.

"Squad leader, why don't you try to persuade Brother Chen?"

"He really ran 10 kilometers today, and did a lot of push-ups and squats, and he's going to continue tomorrow!"

"He's really pushing himself to the limit to lose weight!"

Tang Ruoxi ignored him, but as she looked down at her problem, her pen tip paused several times without her noticing.

……

Three evening self-study sessions.

Jiang Chen slept soundly.

He was jolted awake when the school bell rang, and he was the first to jump up and rush out of the classroom.

"Brother Chen, are you in such a hurry to be reborn?" Hao Yingjun shouted from behind.

Jiang Chen didn't even turn his head: "Rushing to do push-ups!"

Hao Yingjun: "..."

Tang Ruoxi watched the figure disappear through the door, pursed her lips, and slowed down her packing of her schoolbag.

Late at night, there were hardly any people on the track and field, with only a few streetlights shining forlornly.

Jiang Chen found the previous spot, and without saying a word, he lay down and sat down.

Push-ups.

"Ten...twenty...forty..."

His arm went from aching to numb, then to tingling, and sweat dripped from his forehead onto the ground, spreading into a small dark patch.

But he didn't stop.

Only one thought echoed in my mind: "One hundred more to go... I have to finish them tonight, even if it kills me..."

The same applies to squats.

"Twenty...forty...sixty..."

With each rise and fall, his knees creaked, and his thigh muscles seemed to be torn apart and then reformed.

As he counted, images from his past life surfaced in his mind...

Every day I'm mocked as a "fatso".

He desperately tried to lose weight for ten years to barely look like a normal person, but his health collapsed and he died suddenly.

Then his parents were heartbroken and cried...

"We can't stop..."

He gritted his teeth, his eyes reddening, whether from sweat or something else, it was hard to tell.

An hour and a half later.

at last……

Push-ups: 200/200

Squats: 300/300

[Ding! Host has completed all tasks for today!]

"Snapped!"

Jiang Chen collapsed onto the track like a lump of mud.

He was panting heavily, his chest heaving violently, every muscle in his body screaming in protest.

The cool moonlight fell on his sweat-drenched face.

He grinned and smiled silently.

"Day 1...finally finished..."

……

When I got back to the dormitory.

Jiang Chen was so tired that he could barely get into bed.

After a quick rinse, he collapsed onto the bed, too exhausted to even turn over.

My back aches, my legs hurt, and my arms are shaking so badly I can't hold the water glass.

Hao Yingjun watched with trepidation: "Brother Chen, are you going to continue training tomorrow?"

Jiang Chen closed his eyes and squeezed out a single word from his throat: "...Mmm!"

Hao Yingjun: "Are you out of your mind?"

"I have to..." Jiang Chen's voice was muffled, "So I have to fight..."

Hao Yingjun opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing. He simply shook his head, turned off the light, and went to sleep.

In the darkness, Jiang Chen could clearly feel the soreness and fatigue in every part of his body.

My knees feel like they've been worn out, and my wrists are swollen and incredibly painful.

If he continues like this, he won't be able to continue training tomorrow; he'll even have trouble getting up.

"Master, Master..." he murmured to himself, "It all depends on whether the skills you've bestowed upon me are powerful enough..."

Time passed second by second.

The sound of snoring gradually rose in the dormitory.

Jiang Chen, however, did not fall asleep. Instead, he stared at the blurry ceiling in the darkness, waiting for midnight to arrive.

then……

The moment when midnight arrives precisely.

[Ding! The host's negative status effects have been cleared!]

A system notification sounded.

Jiang Chen felt all his aches, fatigue, and swelling disappear in an instant.

The wear and tear on my knees is gone, the swelling and pain in my wrists have disappeared, and the soreness in my muscles has vanished without a trace.

Jiang Chen sat up abruptly, his eyes wide open in the darkness.

He moved his arms, which were flexible and strong.

He bent and straightened his knee, and it was as smooth as before.

He even got out of bed and jumped lightly twice, his body as light as if he had never experienced a whole day of torment.

"This system skill... it's like a cow taking off in an airplane, it's incredibly awesome..."

He stood in the center of the dormitory, looking at his hands in the moonlight streaming through the window, his throat tightening.

All damage accumulated during the day is reset to zero.

He is not just "recovered", he has been "reset" to his peak condition.

If the dormitory door hadn't been locked, he would have rushed to the track and field immediately and run a dozen more laps in one go.

"15 points of superhuman physique..."

"Daily negative physical condition automatically resets to zero..."

"With this cheat code, completing a mere week's worth of newbie tasks will be a piece of cake!"

"Hahaha... Hahahaha..."

Jiang Chen lay back on the bed, his heart pounding, too excited to sleep.

……