Chapter 71 Last Message.

In a dimly lit room, the only source of light came from the fluttering curtain that swayed by each breath the wind brought. Soma was on the floor doing some workout push-ups to finish the quota he had been given in the morning.

With each strength he exerted, his hands and chest tissues ripped apart, and the progress kept getting heavier each time he was done a rep. A glittering white mist falls from his chin, wetting the floor because of the sweat his body exerted. However tired as he was, his breathing kept his rhythm, keeping his determination and focus. As time passed, he finally managed to do one last stroke and reach his final goal.

"..Hundred".

[Push-up progress 100X cleared]

[All stats raised +1]