Reborn as a Black Dragon: Training My Body With Potions to Become a Saint

Other people transmigrate with a System. I brought the complete collection of the journal Muscle & Fitness and Drug Anabolism.

When Clenbuterol wakes up, he has become the most despised abandoned black dragon hatchling in Starfall Abyss. His scales are dull, he’s skin and bones, and he has a congenital defective meridian that causes “poor energy absorption.” He’s been dumped in the lower levels of the Waste Abyss. The dragon elders shake their heads, his kin mock him, and even the mutated rats underground covet his lair.

“Good.” He looks at his sharp claws, then recalls the precise structural formulas from his laboratory in his previous life. “Since dragon breath, magic, and bloodline talents are all dead ends…”

“Then I’ll try something scientific.”

While other young dragons practice draconic magic, he uses his claws to etch “First Muscle-Building Cycle and Drug Side-Effect Control Chart” into the rock wall.

While legendary heroes seek ancient artifacts, he ventures into dangerous places to hunt, injecting himself with bodybuilding holy drugs like “Trenbolone” and “Recoverybolone,” the Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin series.

“Developing Nandrolone and Trenbolone holy-body formulas. Need a carrier with high joint compatibility… The marrow of the ‘crystallized metal worms’ in the western mine might work.”

He injects his muscles. He takes extracts orally. Using his black dragon body, he conducts the most reckless, precise, and utterly unorthodox biological body-tempering experiments imaginable. Under the drugs’ effects, his muscle fibers tear and regenerate, while their density and definition transform dragonkind’s understanding of the body before their very eyes.

“Interrupting someone else’s ‘anabolic window’ is very rude.

Do you have any new ‘supplement’ ingredients I need?”

Nine dragons pulling a coffin? More like nine dragons pulling me!!!