Tribulation Quest Benny (2)

'I should have fucking chosen Expert.' Benny finished his thought when his Body was put back together, and a sudden wave of nausea washed through every fiber of his being, causing him to collapse to his knees without observing his immediate surroundings. 

After the particles restructured themselves, forming his Body, Benny was transported to a colorful room the size of one American football field *100 Yards or 91 meters.* filled with numerous gadgets.

Clutching his chest and panting heavily, Benny was slow to collect himself and get back to his feet. The first thing he noticed was how weak he felt. Gone was the sense of superiority that came along with being Peak of Tier-2 and having all of his stats capped; instead, he felt weak and helpless as he moved his body around, performing a few calisthenic exercises such as jumping jacks and stretches.

"Fuck, this is going to be rough," Benny thought aloud as he pulled up his Stat profile and flinched in dismay.