Chapter 29: No.29: Cooked!
On reaching the Gym, Bruce briefly marveled at the grand sight that he couldn’t seem to get used to, no matter how many times he saw it.
Entering soon after, he was immediately welcomed by the enthusiastic muscular Jones, whose muscles couldn’t seem to stay in one place as he constantly kept flexing them, even with his gym clothes on.
"Welcome back, young Bruce! Glad you could finally make it. So... Ready to get those reps in, so you can get your fit on as well?"
Still flexing his muscles, Jones continued his signature poses as he kept glitching while quickly changing between different poses, each one accentuating his muscles as he did.
Smiling in reply, Bruce casually waved in response.
"Morning, Jones. Thanks. Was just heading to my spot right now to change."
Hearing this, Jones’ smile widened as he heartily laughed at Bruce’s conviction.
"Hahaha... Splendid! We need more devoted young men like you. Well, don’t let me keep you any longer. Don’t forget, if you need help navigating around here or with anything, just give me a call. I’ll come running. Hahaha!"
An awkward smile finding its way to Bruce’s face, he doubted if what the muscular man said was just a figure of speech, as he could easily imagine him running around the gym to attend to others while flexing his muscles in the process.
Having changed into his premium gym tracksuit, Bruce briefly visited the receptionist to check in for the day before heading back to his private quota.
As he did, he noticed the odd glances he got from the other gym members who were either training in groups with a coach or individually.
Most of them were in regular gym tracksuits, indicating they were just plain members, as opposed to a premium member like him.
Their gazes lingered on his body as they wondered what point there was in someone like him, whose fat probably made up over 90% of his entire body, coming to the gym.
It was practically impossible to get rid of it all. So why did he even bother?
Though none of them voiced these thoughts, their eyes spoke volumes already, enough to convey their unspoken words clearly.
Yet, Bruce wasn’t disturbed by this.
Not even in the slightest.
In fact, he preferred such treatment towards him.
Not because he was masochistic in nature, but rather because the System tended to reward him whenever he put people like these in their place or proved them wrong.
Which often resulted in bonus rewards.
So, he joyfully welcomed such behaviour, euphoric at the rewards that were to be gained from face-slapping them all into decency.
’Ahh! Simply the best.’
Refreshed by the thought, Bruce returned to his private quarters with the same casual smile he’d had since he walked in.
On freshening up a bit, he briefly wondered what aspect he should focus on today before heading over to Naomi’s side, as he’d enquired about her on his arrival but was told she was currently in her daily workout session, so she couldn’t be disturbed until she was done.
As such, he decided to get a few workouts in before she finished.
However, he immediately became aware of just how diverse and multi-purpose the gym truly was.
Since it was practically the only main gym in the entire City, due to the lack of sufficient infrastructure and limited usable land, it was more than just a place to lift weights or get fit.
It served as a spot for nearly every physically demanding training Bruce knew of, and more.
Be it martial arts, Taekwondo, Judo, Muay Thai, and many more, serving as a sort of all-in-one gym.
After all, the City couldn’t afford to have more than one infrastructure that essentially served the same purpose. So, it designated certain spots for important infrastructures and buildings that catered to specific aspects, be it hospitals, pleasure houses, gyms, power plants, etc.
As such, anything that fell under these categories was given a particular spot in the city, enabling efficient usage of space while also ensuring a somewhat stable economy.
Though it also came with its fair share of problems, like people in the far corners of the city being unable to get there on time in case of emergencies, there were certain measures designed to deal with such cases.
Already aware of these from his memories, Bruce briefly recalled how most Elite Instructors from the list he’d checked out on the tablet yesterday were often designated to a certain field of expertise.
While others, like Miss White, were more diverse, having more than one area of expertise.
Which often covered a wide range of physical training and exercises, some of which were beyond what normal people were capable of handling.
Finally deciding on what to do, Bruce headed over to a punching bag when he suddenly heard the sound of someone clearing their throat behind him.
Turning back, he was surprised to find the lovely yet fierce Miss White resting against the doorframe as she looked at him.
A smile that wasn’t truly a smile rested on her face as she did.
"Well, look who finally decided to show up! Thought you’d chickened out before the training even began. But instead, you chose to deliberately keep me waiting, huh?"
Her smile widened as she said this, causing a slight chill to run through Bruce’s spine at the sight.
On hearing her words, coupled with the smile that was as eye-catching as it was unsettling, Bruce realized he might’ve spent longer than he’d intended with Summer, causing him to unknowingly get on the nerves of an Elite Instructor, as well as a powerful Hunter, and he now had to deal with the consequences of his actions.
A slight sweat trickled down his face as he thought.
’Well, guess I’m cooked!’
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Kelly’s/Note:
Hey guys, Kelly here.
Just wanted to say my book finally got contracted on Webnovel! 🥳🥳🎉🎉 And a big thanks to everyone who’s supported me so far on this journey. I probably wouldn’t have been able to make it this far without you guys. I really appreciate all the love and support you guys have given me in helping me come this far. I can’t thank you enough.
Anyways, here’s to hoping you guys stick around for more twists and turns in the story, and I’ll see you guys in the next Chapter. (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧
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