ctnovel Chapter 3 Increased Strength
Chapter 3 Increased Strength
He climbed onto the rooftop, collapsed to the ground, and gasped for breath.
He thought there wouldn't be many people on the top floor, but when he looked up, he found that there were already three figures standing on the rooftop.
It seems he's not the only clever one; many others have tried to find their way here.
Those people merely glanced at Chen Yang indifferently, without greeting him or chasing him away, before turning their attention back to the tightly closed stairwell door.
After recovering, Chen Yang got up and went over to him.
Sure enough, this door was also locked, just like the floors below.
"No, it won't open." A young man who was fiddling with the lock let go and shook his head in frustration.
"I'll go down and see if I can find any tools."
The speaker was another young man. The two were about the same age, and judging from their sportswear, they looked like college students who hadn't graduated yet.
His expression was somewhat serious: "If we can't open this door, we'll be trapped here and die of thirst in seven days, if not from starvation."
"Okay, I'll go. Wang Lei, give me a hand and use the rope to lower me downstairs. I'm light, so it'll be easier for me."
The one speaking was the only girl among the three.
The man who had just spoken was named Wang Lei. He nodded, remained silent, and quietly picked up the coil of wet hemp rope from the ground.
The two quickly reached the edge of the rooftop. Wang Lei tightened the rope and slowly lowered the girl down to the balcony on the next floor.
Chen Yang didn't join in the fun. He walked to the stairwell door and tried to turn the doorknob. It wouldn't budge.
"Don't bother, I just tried it, it's deadlocked."
The young man standing guard nearby spoke up:
"My name is Zhu Yong. Those two over there are Wang Lei and Wu Xia. Hey buddy, what's your name?"
"Chen Yang".
Chen Yang gave a perfunctory reply.
After a while, Wang Lei pulled Wu Xia up from below as well.
"I searched everywhere and finally found this thing. I don't know if it will come in handy." Wu Xia wiped her sweat, holding a large wrench that was more than 30 centimeters long in her hand.
Wang Lei took it, weighed it in his hand, and his eyes hardened: "I'll give it a try."
He turned and strode quickly to the door, took a deep breath, and suddenly swung the wrench.
"Bang!"
A muffled thud echoed down the corridor.
He smashed and pulled at the door lock, smashing the doorknob into scrap metal in a few moments, but the door remained unmoved, the lock cylinder stuck firmly inside.
"No, the door is locked from the inside. We need a crowbar." Wang Lei lowered his hand in frustration, his thumb and forefinger numb from the tremor.
Wu Xia glanced towards the stairwell: "Should I go down and look again?"
"Excuse me, everyone, could you please make way?"
Chen Yang, who had been observing coldly, suddenly spoke up.
Zhu Yong glanced at him sideways, his tone somewhat aggressive: "Hmm? What do you want to do? Even Wang Lei's physique couldn't break through, do you think you can?"
Chen Yang ignored him completely, took a few steps back, and created a running distance between himself and the door.
He lowered his center of gravity slightly, and his eyes sharpened instantly.
Suddenly, Chen Yang took a running start and rushed forward, slamming his shoulder hard into the iron gate!
"Bang!"
A loud bang shook the entire rooftop.
Despite the loud noise, the iron gate remained completely still.
The three people standing nearby stared wide-eyed at Chen Yang as if he were a madman.
"That tiny frame? Is he dreaming?"
Just then, a line of text suddenly popped into Chen Yang's mind:
[Your muscle has suffered a minor tear. Temporary Strength +1, Duration: 1 hour]
Chen Yang: "Just as I expected!"
Feeling the soreness in his shoulder, he was secretly delighted.
It was pretty much as he had expected.
Then a bold and absurd idea flashed through his mind:
If I were to inject myself with a virus that causes muscles to atrophy, would I be able to permanently increase my strength?
However, even if such a virus exists, there's probably nowhere to find it in this instance.
The most urgent task is to break down this broken door.
Otherwise, I definitely wouldn't be able to survive seven days without eating.
With that in mind, Chen Yang no longer hesitated. He took a dozen steps back, creating a longer running start.
He took a deep breath, tensed his leg muscles, and suddenly propelled himself forward!
"Bang!"
There was another loud bang as the door was slammed shut.
The three people: ? ? ? ?
"What's wrong with this guy?" That's what the three of them were thinking.
However, Chen Yang didn't care what others thought of him.
[Your muscle has suffered a minor tear. Temporary Strength +1, Duration: 1 hour]
With a temporary increase of 2 points in strength, although he didn't have that feeling of killing a bull with one punch, Chen Yang felt that if he rammed into the iron gate a few more times, he might be able to break it open.
Chen Yang not only didn't stop, but instead rammed into the car even more vigorously.
"Bang!...Bang!...Bang!..."
The dull thuds echoed down the corridor, each one louder than the last.
Wang Lei and the other two stared at Chen Yang as if he were an idiot, and subconsciously took a few steps away.
"Did this kid suffer too much trauma and go crazy?" Zhu Yong crossed his arms, looking at him like he was a lunatic.
"It can't be that bad..." Wu Xia said hesitantly. "Those who can climb to the top floor before everyone else should be smarter than those idiots downstairs."
"Who cares?" Wang Lei watched Chen Yang slam the door open expressionlessly, a calculating glint in his eyes.
"With his small frame, he definitely can't break it open by ramming. But it's good to let him struggle like this. Once he's loosened and deformed the door, we can use a wrench to force it open, which will save us a lot of effort."
The other two exchanged a glance and nodded in deep agreement.
Just as the three of them were genuinely treating Chen Yang as a madman and watching the show.
"Boom!"
An extremely loud and exaggerated bang seemed to come out of nowhere, as if the entire floor shook.
The heavy iron door, along with its frame, was smashed off the wall and crashed inwards.
Chen Yang reacted extremely quickly, forcibly pulling back the moment the door panel came off, and slamming on the brakes to stabilize himself, preventing him from falling in with the door.
He glanced at the system panel: [Strength: 0 (+11)]
Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, Chen Yang leaned against the wall, trying to catch his breath.
The three people behind Wang Lei almost hit their feet with their chins, and their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
"Holy shit!" "Holy shit..." "Holy shit?!"
Three unanimous exclamations, their tones filled with existential skepticism.
"Holy crap, buddy, did you put all your initial attribute points into Strength?"
Wang Lei strode forward, first looking at Chen Yang with suspicion, then bending down and touching the iron door that was completely deformed and twisted like a pretzel, and couldn't help but gasp.
How much strength does that take?
Seeing that he had come up with a reason himself, Chen Yang was too lazy to explain.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead, mumbled a reply, and nodded.
After all, the unconventional reward of negative entropy is too conspicuous, and it might attract unwanted attention. Making a fortune quietly is the best approach.