Su Xiaoxiao, who was currently pricking up her ears to eavesdrop on her sister’s movements, was completely blindsided by this sudden request.
“…What do you want that for?”
“I want to work out!” Su Ruanruan clenched her two small fists, her eyes filled with a determination so fierce it looked as if she were heading off to battle.
Su Xiaoxiao looked at those arms, which were as thin as hemp stalks and seemed like they would struggle even to lift a delivery order. Her eyes twitched.
Nevertheless, she stood up, walked to her room, and effortlessly hoisted a 10kg Black Dumbbell with one hand. She placed it in front of Su Ruanruan’s bedroom door without any expression.
As she moved, her impressive figure was faintly visible beneath her loose sportswear.
“Don’t crush your feet,” Su Xiaoxiao said coldly before turning back to her computer.
However, from an angle Su Ruanruan couldn’t see, the corners of her mouth were twitching with a suppressed smile.
5 minutes later.
“Heave — ho — !”
Inside the bedroom, Su Ruanruan was dressed in loose pink pajamas. Her two tender arms were deathly gripped around the 10kg Black Dumbbell. Her small face was flushed bright red, and the veins on her forehead looked ready to pop.
“Get… get up! Get… up for me! I want to be an Attacker!”
Su Ruanruan gritted her teeth, exerting every bit of strength she had possessed since she was a baby. Even her calves began to tremble.
However, the dumbbell sitting on the carpet remained as motionless as if it were welded to the floor.
“Ugh…”
After persisting for a full 30 seconds, Su Ruanruan declared defeat. She slumped onto the floor and panted heavily. The handle of the dumbbell had left red marks on her two small hands, and the pain brought tears to her eyes.
“What kind of junk metal is this? Xiaoxiao definitely bought a defective, lead-filled product! It’s impossible to lift!”
She rubbed her aching wrists and scanned the room. Finally, her gaze locked onto a 500ml Mineral Water bottle on her desk that was still half-full.
“Hmm… fitness is something that requires a step-by-step approach. Rome wasn’t built in a day, and a tough girl isn’t forged in a day either!”
Su Ruanruan nodded with extreme gravity and walked over to pick up the bottle of mineral water.
“One, two, three…”
The petite girl with silver hair and red eyes struck a decent horse stance. Her eyes were resolute, and her expression was fierce. She gripped the 500ml Mineral Water bottle tightly with both hands, as if she were hoisting a thousand-pound bronze tripod, and began her “weightlifting” training with utmost seriousness.
However, the uselessness of this body far exceeded anything she had known in her previous life.
After lifting it for less than 3 minutes — which was only about twenty-some times — Su Ruanruan felt as though her two thin arms were as heavy as lead.
Her breathing grew ragged, and a layer of fine sweat broke out on her smooth forehead. Even her short legs, which had been standing so firmly, began to shake uncontrollably.
“Forty… forty-one… Ah, I can’t do it!”
When she reached the forty-fifth rep, Su Ruanruan let out a cry of despair.
The muscle groups of this “Top-tier Weak Shou” finally declared a total strike.
With a clack, the 500ml Mineral Water bottle slipped from her trembling hands and went roll, roll, roll under the bed.
“Huff… huff…”
Su Ruanruan panted heavily as she wobbled toward her small pink sofa. Then, like a salted fish that had been drained of all its moisture, she fell straight into it with a thump.
The moment she sank into the soft cushions, Su Ruanruan immediately took on an extremely standard and decadent “Ge You Lie” pose.
Those two short, tender, white legs clad in pink pajama pants hung limply over the edge of the sofa. One white cotton sock had slipped halfway off during her “intense exercise,” hanging loosely around her ankle. Her long silver hair was spread messily over the backrest like a tangled pile of silver silk.
To make matters worse, because this body was so severely lacking in exercise, that wave of high-intensity Water Bottle Special Training had caused a severe muscle overload reaction.
As she lay paralyzed on the sofa, Su Ruanruan’s two slender arms were twitching uncontrollably at a high frequency, as if she were being electrocuted.
The girl looked like a worn-out clockwork toy that had nearly run out of wind.
“Ugh… my arms… they’re going to break…”
Her loli face, which was soft and adorable enough to squeeze water from, was currently etched with a weariness from seeing the world and an extreme doubt about her life.
Her once watery red eyes were now staring blankly at the ceiling lamp, her gaze filled with a deathly stillness that suggested she had transcended all worldly desires.
‘Lifting a water bottle… could actually make me cramp?’
‘Before I was reincarnated, I was at least a tough girl who could change a water jug with one hand! Why can a 500ml Mineral Water bottle make me lie here twitching like a dead dog now?!’
‘Who on earth wrote the settings for this body?! Did the Creator put all my attribute points into sensitivity and tear glands when creating me?!’
“Sigh…”
Su Ruanruan exhaled a long breath of turbid air. While letting her two arms twitch like little motors, she used a soft, sweet voice that she desperately tried to imbue with a world-weary tone to lament:
“Is this life? How cruel.”
While lamenting the injustice of fate like an old soul, she wriggled painfully on the sofa like a boneless kitten, trying to kick off the sock that was hanging halfway.
As a result of overexerting herself, she let out an “Ow!” as her calf honorably cramped.
“Waaaah… it hurts! Even my legs are working against me! God, are you just playing with me?!”
Wiping her tears while rubbing her leg, Su Ruanruan rolled around on the sofa like a twisting maggot for a full 5 minutes before she finally caught her breath.
She thoroughly mourned her Path of the Tough Girl, which had died in its infancy, and slowly gathered a bit of strength.
“No! The body is the foundation of revolution, but I still have a will of iron! If I can’t beat them in physical strength, I absolutely cannot lose in spirit!”
Su Ruanruan sat up from the sofa with a snap. Although her arms and legs were still trembling slightly, her eyes were once again alight with a chuunibyou-like fighting spirit.
“Next is… Mental Desensitization Special Training!”
She scrambled onto the bed using both hands and feet, wrapping herself in a soft blanket until only her small head was visible. Then, she grabbed her tablet and clicked on a classic horror movie with a high rating and a cover that looked incredibly ominous — The Grudge: Midnight Soul Return.
“Hmph! As long as I get used to these scary things and forge a heart of steel, I’ll be able to wall-slam them against the wall without batting an eye, no matter what kind of big scene I face in the future!”
Su Ruanruan took a deep breath and pressed the play button.