Only I Have the Law: A Fantasy Daily Life

Chapter 8 The Value of Constitution 1
The Daxing Airport was not bustling in the early morning.

Most of the counters and stores were empty, with only a few staff members remaining in some areas.

Most of the passageways were cordoned off, with only one or two remaining open.

this is normal.

There will be far fewer people rushing to catch flights in the early morning, and most airport staff will also need to go home to rest.

Therefore, reducing the investment of human and material resources in all aspects and only maintaining basic needs is actually the most common decision.

Normally, after CZ3260 lands, the flow of passengers would make some areas of the airport relatively lively for a short period of time.

However, Chen Baiyu was the last one to get off the plane and was still lost in her own world.

So he didn't move forward with the main group getting on and off the plane, leaving him with the usual airport scene in the early morning – empty and quiet.

The empty covered bridge was like a forgotten time tunnel, and his footsteps echoed in the silence, each step feeling as if he were stepping on the edge of the world.

While walking.

Unconcerned about the quiet surroundings, Chen Baiyu turned on her phone.

I habitually turned on airplane mode before boarding.

After the plane landed, I was so immersed in the joy of the real system that I didn't rush to check my phone.

At that moment, he remembered this matter.

The moment airplane mode was turned off, it was as if some kind of seal was broken.

The moment the signal was restored, a series of vibrations and notification sounds suddenly exploded, like a flock of birds that had been caged for too long, flapping their wings and rushing out.

The red numbers from WeChat, SMS, and various app push notifications were piling up wildly, almost bursting the notification bar on the screen. One notification after another scrolled down, seemingly without end.

"Ding--"

"Buzz-"

"Ding-dong-"

Different notification sounds rose and fell, even creating faint echoes in the empty corridor.

Chen Baiyu was used to this.

Most of these are meaningless app push notifications.

I glanced at them casually and crossed them all out.

The only useful information was a few WeChat messages from his mother, mostly asking about his current schedule.

Chen Baiyu sent a location and several messages to let everyone know she was safe.

However, the other person was probably asleep.

There was no response to him.

Chen Baiyu didn't pay any more attention. After putting his phone in his pocket, he slightly increased his speed.

After leaving the boarding bridge, you will arrive at the terminal building.

The terminal was much quieter than usual.

The electronic screens near the boarding gate, operating 24 hours a day, cast a bluish light overhead, with a few flight information displays refreshing from time to time. Those unfamiliar city names seemed particularly distant at this moment.

At this moment, only a handful of people were waiting for their flights near the boarding gate.

Chen Baiyu didn't pay much attention to these people, but instead stepped onto the automated walkway to continue her journey.

Occasionally, ground support vehicles would silently glide past outside the glass curtain wall, their headlights leaving fleeting streaks of light on the foggy runway.

Normally, Chen Baiyu would be in a hurry to get her luggage and then find a reliable and cheap way to get to her destination.

It was the middle of the night, after all. He didn't really want to spend the night at the airport; he just wanted to get to his mother's hotel as soon as possible to rest.

But things are different now.

He was more concerned about the system and the changes in himself than about resting.

The system needs no further explanation.

Its authenticity has been verified, and this will be what Chen Baiyu values ​​most from now on.

As for the changes in myself.

Then there's a lot to say.

Chen Baiyu could clearly feel that his muscle fibers had become denser, his bones seemed more resilient, and even his breathing rhythm had become longer and more stable.

He tried to clench his fist gently, and his knuckles made a slight "click" sound, as if every tendon was silently announcing its rebirth.

On the moving walkway, Chen Baiyu tried to grip the metal handrail next to her with one hand and exert a little force.

Naturally, no trace was left.

His own strength is definitely much stronger than before, but obviously it hasn't been enhanced to an exaggerated degree, so much so that he can directly deform such a common metal.

It can only be described as the limit of normal human beings.

After all, the 1 point of physical fitness mentioned by the system is determined after system testing, and represents the maximum level that the average human race can achieve through training.

This is what is called the limit level.

It is clearly not based on the calculation that each square centimeter of muscle cross-sectional area can generate about 30 N of force (about 3 kg), and then assumes that the total force of all muscles working together can reach the theoretical limit of 25-30 tons.

That would be a bit of an exaggeration.

The system's limit is roughly the muscle strength that the natural human skeleton and connective tissue can withstand.

He is in this state.

If the average person has a grip strength of less than 60kg, then his grip strength of 190kg, which surpasses the world record, is around 200kg.

It's exaggerated and terrifying, but it's still within the limits of human biological theory.

The reason he had the illusion that he could crush metal was mainly due to the illusion that the overall transformation was too extensive, resulting in a significant improvement.

He has been walking for nearly ten minutes since he got off the plane, but his breathing is still steady and his heartbeat is even slower than usual.

In the past, he would always feel dizzy and lightheaded after staying up all night to catch a flight, but now he was unusually clear-headed, as if he had just slept for eight hours.

He deliberately quickened his pace on the moving walkway, even jogging a few steps. During this process, he could feel an unprecedented level of precision in his body control!
Every step, every adjustment of the center of gravity, seems to be the optimal solution after countless calculations.

He even felt that if he were to do parkour now, he might actually be able to perform some very difficult moves.

It's not simply about "becoming stronger," but rather a more fundamental kind of optimization.

He guessed that his muscles were now clearing fatigue waste faster, his heart and lungs were supplying oxygen much more efficiently than normal, and the speed of nerve signal transmission seemed to have also increased...

The changes brought about by improving his physique to level 1 were far beyond his imagination; the enhanced senses he experienced on the plane were only the basics.

To be honest, just walking normally on the ground, he felt light and airy, as if he were strolling on the moon.

This doesn't mean he's no longer affected by Earth's gravity, but rather that he feels his every move is easier, more powerful, and faster!

This is roughly a comprehensive improvement.

The seemingly simple word "physical fitness" encompasses a comprehensive improvement in many aspects, including strength, endurance, agility, coordination, flexibility, and recovery ability.

Although no more specific attempts or experiments have been conducted, the fact that the body feels completely different when walking is enough to draw this conclusion.

Have you heard of the hexagonal warrior?

(End of this chapter)