A couple of days, specifically thirteen days, went by in a breeze, and somehow… my body went into shape. It didn’t just form muscles and made me healthier. I looked like a fucking muscle builder. Okay, that was a bit of an exaggeration, but I was a new man with tanks in both of my arms. And my stamina improved. Before, I could only run that much, and I found myself gasping for air. But not right now. After doing this for a few days, nearly for two weeks, I finally got the hang out if. And all those challenging routines finally kicked in me. I was dubious at first, unsure if the results would betray me. But it didn’t. It turned out, every little bit of training Captain Israel had passed on me was something I should cherish. And since the day was longer in Kepler, it made me use my time more efficiently than on Earth. That wasn’t the only thing that changed. “Think fast, Arata!” Captain Israel shouted, and threw a bunch of gravel from the ground. But instead of running as a fucking ba
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