Family Guy World, in front of West High School.
When Chris opened his eyes, he found himself back in the Family Guy World.
The location where he appeared was the same as where he left, without the slightest change.
Just based on this, Chris could confirm that during the time he was away, time in the Family Guy World had not changed at all.
Otherwise, according to the theory of relativity, he would have been flung an unknown distance from Earth by now.
After all, the solar system is constantly moving forward. If time hadn't stopped, when Chris returned to his original spot, he would have been floating in the vacuum of space, cosplaying as an ultimate life form, instead of comfortably enjoying the sunlight.
Of course, if Chris's Time travel (transmigration/travel) was of a different form, simply re-embedding him into the timeline at the moment after he left, then everything Chris just conjectured would be nonsense.
But no matter what form Chris's travel took, it made no difference to him; he wouldn't waste a single second in the Family Guy World.
So Chris stopped dwelling on it; such brain-burning research should be left to Stewie.
It could also stimulate the infant's brain development, to see if Dumpling's genius could be further elevated.
As for Chris himself, he would, of course, continue to leverage his strengths, train his body well, and then achieve a sufficient position in human society.
Casually envisioning his future plans, Chris stepped into the gym.
The moment he entered, everyone exercising there was drawn to him.
This was the prestige he, Chris, had built up over the past two and a half weeks.
With his absolute strength of a four-hundred-kilogram bench press, he had established an emperor-like authority among these fitness enthusiasts.
"Hey, Boss!"
Seeing Chris arrive, his subordinate Marn quickly ran over to greet him, followed by Chris's other subordinate, Hanger.
However, Chris did not respond to them, but first nodded to the others who were watching him.
Others paying their respects by watching him was a sign of their deference, and his acknowledgment was his acceptance of that camaraderie.
Only after receiving Chris's signal did the others resume their routines; those running continued to run, and those squatting continued to squat.
"You two arrived quite early! Have you been waiting a while?"
The politeness he showed to outsiders vanished completely when he was with his subordinates.
Chris chatted casually, not expecting them to answer.
Marn and Hanger were exceptionally familiar with Chris and knew he wasn't really asking these questions, so they casually replied, "Not long, but Chris, why didn't you bring your gym bag today? Did you forget it?"
"I'm just here to test my strength today; I don't plan on training for too long."
Chris's gym bag had long been forgotten in the Ogre world; he left in such a hurry that he was lucky to put on his clothes in time, let alone grab his gym bag.
So he just made up a reason to get by.
"Oh my god! Chris, has your strength broken through again? It's only been a few days! Are you going to break your own limits again?"
Unexpectedly, as soon as Marn heard Chris's words, he immediately shrieked with excitement.
Chris was his boss, so the more powerful Chris became, the more he would naturally rise in status and influence.
Ever since Chris's bench press reached four hundred kilograms, his position on the basketball team had been skyrocketing.
Originally, he could only sit on the bench and watch others play, but now he could choose any position he wanted.
So, if Chris could break his strength limit, Marn would dare to aim for the basketball team captain position.
Chris looked at the excited Marn, curious about what this kid was so thrilled about, but still nodded and said, "I have some confidence, so you two should assist me."
Ever since he absorbed the white flame obtained from killing the Ogre, Chris felt his body being continuously strengthened.
Up until now, Chris felt his strength had increased by at least twenty percent recently, but he didn't know the exact amount.
He had originally intended to ask Dumpling to help him check, and test it himself in private.
But since Marn asked about his gym bag, Chris decided to test it here, just to have some psychological preparation.
Just as Chris was about to lie down on the bench, he realized his two subordinates were still too cautious.
They had only loaded three hundred and sixty kilograms of dumbbells for him; were they trying to make him warm up first?
Seeing this, Chris got up and added another hundred kilograms of dumbbells, directly stacking the weight to four hundred and sixty kilograms.
This immediately startled Marn and Hanger, making Marn's pale face even paler, and Hanger's dark face also turn somewhat ashen.
"B-boss! This is no laughing matter! Why don't you try adding twenty kilograms first to test the waters?"
Marn saw that Chris wasn't joking and immediately tried to stop him.
With such an exaggerated weight, if Chris had equipment, Marn wouldn't be worried at all.
But now Chris had no equipment whatsoever, which, in Marn's eyes, meant his boss was completely committing suicide.
So he directly hugged Chris's waist, preventing him from lying on the gym bench.
Even the taciturn Hanger, seeing Chris's crazy actions, began to try and stop him.
However, these two youngsters, whose bench press strength barely reached one hundred kilograms, had no way to stop Chris, did they?
Chris pushed the two of them away, one with each hand.
"I can understand your concern, but your distrust still disappoints me. Just watch me honestly; this little weight is not my limit!"
With a roar from Chris, the four-hundred-and-sixty-kilogram dumbbells were easily pushed up.
This also confirmed his conjecture: his strength had indeed increased by at least twenty percent, which meant an increase of at least eighty kilograms of strength.
After pushing it up a few more times and sensing his condition was still good, Chris added another twenty-kilogram dumbbell plate.
And it was still pushed up as before.
Only this time, he felt a bit strained, like he was nearing his limit.
However, to test his current strength limit, Chris continued to add plates under the gaze of the gym-goers who looked at him like a deity.
After repeating this three times, Chris finally measured his current strength limit.
Not more, not less, it was exactly five hundred kilograms.
However, Chris knew this was only his current limit; with the continuous strengthening of that warm current, he might break through this threshold again at any moment.
"Here, Boss. Drink some protein powder to replenish your body, it's orange juice flavored."
When Chris took the cup from Marn and drank two sips, he knew he had once again broken through the five-hundred-kilogram limit.
This was because after that warm current went down with the protein powder, it seemed to be stimulated, releasing even more fiercely.
In just a breath, it increased his strength by a few more percent.
He couldn't calculate the exact value, but he realized that the current situation was clearly not right.
He immediately ignored everything else, put down the cup, and sprinted home, not even waiting for the bus.
Marn watched Chris sprinting away, then looked at the orange juice flavored protein powder Chris had left behind, and wondered, "What's Boss doing? Could it be orange juice intolerance?"
Hanger glanced at Marn and quipped, "You'd better pray it's not, otherwise, Boss might use you to train his biceps."
"Haha, probably... probably not, right!?"
Marn forced a couple of laughs at Hanger's dry joke, then couldn't laugh anymore.
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