Chương 10: SSS
The faint hum of the simulation chamber reverberated through the walls as Raven leaned back in the common room. Alina had been engrossed in training for hours, exploring every combat scenario the chamber could conjure. Her laughter and occasional curses echoed faintly, but Raven paid them no mind. His thoughts were elsewhere.
"If I'm going to keep up with her and lead this agency properly, I need to strengthen myself," he muttered.
Almost as if answering his musings, a familiar DING resonated in his mind.
New Quest Alert!
Quest: Peak Mortal Perfection
Objective: Train your body to the maximum performance possible for a mortal.
Reward: Cultivation Manual (Quality depends on completion speed and effort).
Raven's lips curled into a faint smirk. "Perfect timing."
He opened the system interface, which displayed a detailed breakdown of his body's current limitations and the potential areas for improvement. A glowing status bar indicated his overall performance was at a meager 40%. It was clear this wouldn't be an easy task.
Without wasting time, Raven selected a comprehensive training plan provided by the system. It focused on endurance, strength, flexibility, and mental resilience. The clock started ticking as the system logged his progress.
The Month of Growth
The first week was brutal. The simulation chamber wasn't just for combat—it could simulate extreme environmental conditions and resistance training. Raven spent hours under crushing gravity, sprinting through searing desert heat, and enduring freezing blizzards. The system ensured his regimen pushed him to the brink without crossing the line into permanent damage.
Sweat dripped from his brow as he collapsed on the training room floor one evening. His muscles screamed in protest, but he forced himself to rise. "Again," he grunted, activating the next session.
Alina occasionally wandered into the room to watch his progress. "You look like a wreck," she teased one day, leaning against the doorway. "Don't overdo it, Leader. You're not as young as you used to be."
Raven glared at her, panting. "I'll remember this when you need help during a mission."
Alina smirked. "Good luck with that." She returned to her own training, but not before tossing him a water bottle.
By the second week, Raven began noticing changes. His stamina improved, and the weights he struggled to lift felt lighter. His reflexes sharpened, and his strikes grew more precise. Even his breathing during meditation became more controlled, his focus unwavering.
One evening, as he finished a grueling session, the system displayed a notification:
Progress: 75%. Keep pushing!
The Agency's First Hit
Midway through the month, the agency received its first official contract since Alina's recruitment. The blood-red door appeared in the common room, swirling ominously. A gaunt, desperate man stumbled through, clutching a pendant in his trembling hands. His eyes darted around nervously until they landed on Raven.
"Please," the man croaked. "You must help me. They've taken everything. My wife, my daughter... they're gone because of him."
Raven's expression hardened as he motioned for the man to follow him. "Come with me."
He escorted the client to one of the newly renovated rooms. It was simple but comfortable, designed to provide a safe haven for those seeking vengeance. Raven offered the man a seat and listened to his story, taking detailed notes as the man recounted the betrayal and cruelty he had suffered at the hands of a corrupt noble.
After the man finished, Raven stood. "Rest here. You're under the agency's protection now. Your request will be handled."
He left the room and found Alina lounging in the common area, idly flipping a knife between her fingers.
"We've got a job," Raven said, handing her the details.
Alina skimmed the report, her smirk fading into a serious expression. "Sounds messy. Good thing messy is my specialty." She rose, slipping the knife into its sheath. "I'll handle it. You focus on... whatever this 'cultivation' obsession of yours is."
Raven nodded, watching as she disappeared through the blood-red door, ready to carry out the agency's first hit.
Pushing Beyond the Limit
The final week of Raven's training was the most intense. The system raised the difficulty of his sessions, introducing new challenges that tested his physical and mental limits. He sparred with holographic opponents programmed to exploit his weaknesses, meditated in simulated chaos, and carried out endurance drills that left him gasping for air.
By the end of the month, Raven stood in the training chamber, staring at his reflection in the mirrored wall. His body was leaner and more defined, his movements fluid and precise. The system's evaluation confirmed it.
Quest Complete!
Grade: SSS
Reward: Cultivation Manual (Pending).
A satisfied grin spread across Raven's face. He wiped the sweat from his brow and stepped out of the chamber, eager to see what awaited him next.
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