Deputy Team Leader Torres

The effects of the Ripper Wolf's pancreas had not yet fully manifested, prompting Ryan to return to the training ground to continue his weighted sprint training. The incident at the KTV was but a minor interlude to him. His relationship with Aeloria remained severed, and as for whether to invite Jane to join his team again, he was hesitant.

In combat, women often lack the decisiveness of men. A moment of soft-heartedness or indecision could prove fatal in critical moments.

After over five hours of intense weighted training, Ryan's Astra monitoring system indicated that his muscle strength had risen to 11, his muscle reflex flexibility reached 10.7, and his bioenergy was close to 120—surpassing the level of an average adult by 20%. This marked his strength as being between H3 and H4 levels.

Utilizing the ferocious beast's pancreas and the Space Force's extreme training methods, his cultivation speed was indeed swift, almost equivalent to undergoing a gene enhancement.

After more than four hours of intermittent high-intensity training, Ryan felt slight spasms and discomfort in his muscles. He immediately ceased his training...

Ryan realized he had reached his body's limit. To continue would risk permanent injury.

He stopped exercising, took the elevator to the twelfth floor, and sought out a biomechanical masseur to relax and heal his muscles.

The exhaustion of body and mind, coupled with the masseur's exquisite technique, soon sent him into a deep sleep.

Astra woke him at five in the morning.

"Master, your total training time at the facility was ten hours, costing five hundred dollars, with an additional fifty for clothing cleaning, totaling five hundred and fifty dollars."

"During your rest, your muscle strength increased by 0.1, and your muscle reflex flexibility improved by 0.2."

"Understood," Ryan replied, unsurprised.

The soreness in his muscles had significantly diminished, and his bioenergy had returned to optimal levels. The base's biomechanical masseuses indeed had extraordinary control and healing capabilities for the human body.

In the cycle of tension and relaxation, the pressured muscles received effective relief, which actually had a positive impact and enhancement on physical fitness.

Ryan considered this investment well worth it.

He rose, quickly donned his now dried clothes, feeling rejuvenated with a gleam of excitement in his eyes.

There were still four hours until the handover time agreed upon with Maughan.

Ryan returned to the fifteenth floor and immediately began his second round of cultivation.

After the first ingestion of the pancreas, the amount of nutrients his current physical condition could absorb depended entirely on his control.

Ryan could sense that after a few hours of sleep, a considerable amount of energy had accumulated within him. It needed to be utilized within a short time; otherwise, it would gradually be rejected by the body and eventually expelled through sweat.

The early morning training ground was deserted.

Ryan trained for three hours, drenched in sweat, until others began to arrive at the fifteenth floor one by one.

The first to arrive was a person dressed in the uniform of the security team, looking agile and sharp, with piercing eyes. He noticed Ryan's sweat-soaked figure in the corner, glanced over, and walked straight to the other side's strength training equipment.

Two more individuals entered the training ground shortly after.

One was a towering figure over two meters tall, with a robust physique that exuded an overwhelming presence; the other was a thin man, yet his gaze was exceptionally cold, sending a bone-chilling shiver down Ryan's spine even from a distance across the training equipment.

Ryan was no stranger to these three individuals, , but his training movements did not falter for a moment upon their arrival.

The leader was the deputy head of the security team, Torres, an H8-level powerhouse. At the base, his strength was second only to the person in charge and the head of the security team, Carlos.

The robust giant was Torres's right-hand man, Iron Bear, an H7-level behemoth known for his extraordinary physique and bioenergy, with strength nearly matching Torres.

The thin man, Karim, known as "The Assassin," excelled in using daggers and long-range sniping and also possessed H7-level strength.

They were the backbone of the security team and the greatest challenge currently facing Carlos.

Had it not been for Maughan's rise, helping Carlos share some of the pressure, these three alone would have been enough to threaten Carlos's position.

Unlike Carlos, who enjoyed drinking, Torres had clear goals and pursuits. He came to the training ground every morning to continuously improve his physical fitness, his ambitions apparent.

If Ryan hadn't known about Torres's true nature, he would have almost considered joining Torres's team instead of Carlos's. Compared to the still-growing Maughan, the alcohol-addicted Kazemi, and a few other average members, Torres was clearly more intriguing.

Thinking this, Ryan's eyes filled with gravity.

Torres...

He had witnessed and heard too many misdeeds of Torres.

Especially after Torres became the person in charge of a planetary base, his ambitions were fully exposed, and the disasters he brought far exceeded those of an ordinary person.

Ryan continued with about fifteen more minutes of high-intensity sprinting.

During the training, Ryan could feel the gaze of the three people on the other side constantly observing him.

Torres, as the deputy head of the security team, was also someone who appreciated talent.

Undoubtedly, Ryan's identity and background had been thoroughly investigated by Torres.

Ryan did not want to cause unnecessary trouble. He took a deep breath, slowed down, removed the strong traction band, and then walked towards the elevator without hesitation.

In the corner of the training ground, the thin Karim put away his dagger and went to the place where Ryan had just trained.

A large, conspicuous sweat stain on the ground caught his eye.

Karim turned on the monitoring device that had been deliberately turned off next to it, tapped the operation, and checked the data on it.

He turned to Torres, his voice grave:

"H4-level strength."

"A promising newcomer."

Torres was rhythmically pushing a 150-kilogram weight device, and upon hearing Karim's words, his gaze slightly darkened, saying: "Last night, Carlos led the team to arrest Kolak, who attempted to do something wrong. It is said that the alarm was raised by this newcomer... Humph! Such a trivial matter, Maughan could handle it alone, but Carlos had to make a big fuss and lead the team to appear, obviously to support the newcomer."

"I've heard about it too, this kid really fits Carlos's taste, and he is likely to become the next Maughan." Karim approached and asked in a low voice:

"Boss, I also know about Ryan Yeager, this kid is good at handling things, decisive, and a talent. Should I talk to him?"

As a member of the security team, he had already heard about last night's incident and learned many details about it.

Torres breathed evenly, continuing to push while saying:

"Anyway, Carlos is still the head of the security team now. He gave this kid enough respect last night. We don't need to talk to him... Moreover, even if he is now at level H4, it will take time to catch up with us... By that day, the head of the security team may have already changed."

Torres was full of confidence in his position and future.