Parasitic Doomsday: Start with Fists and Strength

Chen Wangchuan always felt that although his life was fucked up, it was at least normal. In the third year of high school, I studied by myself early in the morning, worked on my questions, and occasionally glanced at the girls in the next class. It wasn't until after the car accident that day that an additional word appeared in his mind out of thin air. Strength: 58.16KG. Each time you punch, permanent +0.01KG. There is no explanation, no system, no origin. It just hung alone in his consciousness. Chen Wangchuan studied for three days and only confirmed two things: First, this entry is true. Second, he punches too slowly. So he started punching as hard as he could. In the classroom, on the playground, on the rooftop late at night. 58.17……58.18……58.19…… The numbers are rising. He thought he was just getting stronger. Until that night on the way home from school, my classmate Xiao Weiwei showed a scary mouth. Chen Wangchuan suddenly felt that it might not be a coincidence that this power entry appeared on him.