Cthulhu Panel: One organ mutates every day

A hazy "old scent" surged toward Wayne from an unknown direction.

[Sports Lv.1 - Extreme Body] Progress 0.0%

【Extreme Body: The entire body's muscle fibers undergo abnormal reconstruction, instantly stimulating the body's potential and mobilizing specific body parts to their physiological limits】

[Old Points: 0.11]

Wei En felt his skin and flesh gradually itch, and then the muscles under his skin began to twist and grow, a twisting, spasming, and aching sensation swept over his entire body.

Within seconds, Wayne's forehead was covered in sweat, but he tried his best to keep his posture unchanged because Matthew was still in front of him.

Matthew noticed Wayne's unusual behavior and asked, "What's wrong?"

After feeling the discomfort subside, Wayne managed a smile: "It's nothing, just a little bit of nervousness. I'll go in now."

"Go ahead, I'll wait for you outside," Matthew said.

As Wayne pushed open the door to the judging room, he felt a rush of wind beneath his feet, as if he could unleash the potential of his leg muscles at any moment. He then closed the door behind him.

It was still a small room with only one small window.

As soon as Wayne walked in, he saw a chair in front of him, and further ahead was the judges' table. Behind the table sat three people: two men and a woman, all of whom were middle-aged.

The review process was strangely similar to the one when I entered the competition last time.

However, unlike the others, the three people this time were not middle-aged, but elderly.

The first elderly man was quite robust; despite his advanced age, his physique was no worse than that of a young man, and could even be described as remarkably sturdy.

The second elderly man was hunched over, his face so withered it was almost frightening; describing him as a corpse wouldn't be an exaggeration.

The third elderly woman was rather plump and wore small glasses. Although she had a full head of white hair, her eyes were sharp, as if she could see right through people.

The three reviewers from headquarters remained silent, all staring at Wei En, who had just entered.

A camera was placed in the corner, and a light fixture hung from the ceiling above the chair.

Wei En tried to avoid eye contact with the three judges, only glancing around the room. Seeing no professional equipment or machinery, he thought to himself:

"Without mechanical equipment, are the judges supposed to do the testing themselves?"

Hesitating for a moment, Wayne walked to the chair in the center of the room, handed over the rating booklet, and sat down.

Only after sitting down did I have to face the three judges directly.

The pressure increased imperceptibly.

The three judges in front of me had cold eyes, especially the old woman. Her gaze was not human; being stared at by her felt like being prey to some cold-blooded creature.

The room was extremely quiet; not even the sounds from the hallway outside could be heard, as if it had been shut out by something.

Wei En could clearly feel his heartbeat. He took a deep breath and sorted out his thoughts.

The assessment has six dimensions.

Strength, agility, observation, knowledge, will, traits.

My current skill level is not high, so the test should be quick.

Because the lower the level of the test subject, the easier it is to understand their background and measure them accurately, and the simpler and more direct the assessment methods will be.

I wonder which item will be tested first?

The old woman lowered her head, took out a page of information, adjusted her glasses slightly, and slowly began to speak:

"Wayne Weber, a high school graduate, received a final score of 1 point in the knowledge dimension based on his high school graduation exam results."

Only 1 point for "Knowledge"?

One point is the level of an average person, six points is the human limit, and ten points is the perfect score.

Ultimately classifying me as an average person in terms of "knowledge" is indeed reasonable.

The assessment was over so quickly? They didn't even ask a few more questions? What if I know some university-level knowledge?

Okay, I spent a few years as a corporate slave in my past life, and I've forgotten most of what I learned in college.

"Please look me in the eye." The old woman's voice was slow, yet unusually cold, echoing in the small room.

Wei En's heart sank, realizing that this was also part of the evaluation. So he suppressed his thoughts and looked directly into the old woman's eyes.

The old woman's eyelids were very old, covered with age spots and wrinkles, but her pupils were murky yet strangely clear, so clear that they were cold, so clear that it seemed as if everything was reflected in her eyes, with nothing to hide.

[Perception Lv.1 - Observation of the Microscopic] Progress 60.6%

"Alright, the final score for this dimension is 5 points." The old woman looked away and recorded it in Wayne's scorebook in front of her.

"That's how it was detected?" Wayne asked, puzzled.

How strong must this old woman's observational skills be? Just by making eye contact with me, she can assess my level in the dimension of "observation"?

If 6 points represents the human limit, then if I have a level of 5 points in this dimension of observation, wouldn't I be close to the human limit?

We still have to thank the control panel.

Wei En collected his thoughts. 1 point plus 5 points, now he had a total of 6 points.

Immediately afterwards, the robust old man stood up, walked to Wayne, and gently raised his hand in greeting:

"Stand up, let's begin the strength test."

Wayne stood up, ready to undergo the strength test.

Judging from the other party's posture, they intend to conduct a strength test using bare hands, which will inevitably involve physical contact.

Then try [Extreme Body], which mobilizes specific body parts to their physiological limits, and see how far you can push your physiological limits.

"Come on, give me a punch." The robust old man raised his palm in a gesture of respect.

"it is good."

Wei En activated his [Extreme Body] technique, pushing his arm muscles to their physiological limits, and punched the old man's palm.

The wind howled as the punch was delivered; even Wayne himself hadn't expected to unleash such a powerful blow.

With a "bang," the fist struck the old man's palm.

Wei En felt all his power being swallowed up, as if he had hit the surface of water. The force was absorbed and dissipated by a moment of gentleness, without causing any effective damage.

"continue."

Next, the elderly were assessed using a simple yet professional method: static body pressure test, equivalent muscle strength resistance test, limb impact resistance examination, and original explosive power test, which respectively measured load-bearing capacity, tolerance, resistance, and explosive power.

Since it is only the simplest assessment, even if there is physical contact or exertion, it is limited to a small range of muscle groups.

In each step, Wayne mobilized specific parts of his body to their physiological limits to successfully provide strength feedback and complete the strength assessment.

[Sports Lv.1 - Extreme Body] Progress 0.2%

The robust old man only spoke when Wein was covered in sweat:

"Strength, 3 points."

A score of 3 is considered an exceptional performance.

One point is for an ordinary person, and six points is the limit of human potential. I have never undergone any professional strength training. Reaching three points on the spot with only the [Extreme Body] is already quite good.

"Continue with agile testing."

Agility represents the degree of control one has over their body.

Last time I competed with Theodore in marksmanship, I used [breathing] to adjust the excitability of my cerebral cortex and concentrate my attention, which allowed me to better control my body and improve my agility in a short period of time. I can replicate that this time.

Wayne began to regulate his breathing.

Subsequently, the robust elderly man began to undergo static balance disturbance test, stress avoidance test, dynamic braking test, and synchronous replication test. Overall, the test assesses the nerve's synchronous control over the whole body's muscles, the shifting of the center of gravity, and stress fine-tuning.

Because the testing process was too extensive and comprehensive, the temporary "breathing" technique did not achieve very good results.

"Agile, 2 points," the robust old man judged.

Two points, better than the average person, acceptable.

With the strength and agility tests over, the robust old man sat back down in his original position.

Wayne remained standing in the same spot.

The remaining tests are willpower testing and trait testing.

The trait doesn't need testing; it's already 0 points. I don't currently have any contamination traits.

That leaves only the test of willpower.

"Ahem, finally, the test of willpower." The hunched old man's voice was hoarse as he slowly rose, his steps unsteady, and walked slowly to Wein.