GEN - X BATTLE

Boxing machine...

The driver of the luxury car looked far-fetched. The road was so wide, that not even an ant could stand in his way.

Maybe because Melvin looks seedy and dull, the driver of the car is intent on being arrogant.

"Hey...! Can't you go any further? Frightened, the smell of your body is blistering my new car." Speak to the driver of the car while closing the nose.

Rich, oppressive. Poor, oppressed. That's the right word to describe a world that's lost its morals.

Hearing the man's words, Melvin was silent. No heartache, no provocation. For Melvin, it's just the act of a fool who doesn't know where to show off.

Not wanting to deal further, Melvin immediately left the car driver. Leisurely walked past that person without a care.

Heartache for being ignored, the motorist immediately stepped on the accelerator, intending to hit Melvin.

But, as if invisible, suddenly Melvin was across even almost opened the door of the restaurant

Actually, the car owner was astonished by what he had just seen. Just because his ego and arrogance were more domineering, he was unwilling to let Melvin off just like that.

He immediately got off, running after Melvin who had already opened the door of the restaurant.

"Wait...! I see, you're grazing my car. You have to compensate." The car owner intercepted, clutching Melvin's shoulder.

Melvin stopped, looking at the man from behind his hair.

Looking at Melvin's gaze, the person seemed to feel a different but terrifying aura.

He seemed to be faced with hundreds of wild animals that were ready to make it as moons to be preyed upon.

Unknowingly, the person took off his hand that was holding Melvin's shoulder. His legs trembled violently, from the forehead began to appear small dew grains that increasingly look like sweat. His body was suffering from a cheerful disease.

Bug...!

Once again, that person was unable to control his unconscious self, kneeling down.

In the end, he could only see Melvin walking into the restaurant without him being able to teach the lesson he had intended.

Inside the restaurant, Melvin is immediately greeted by a beautiful woman in charge of receiving visitors.

Unlike usual, if in general restaurant visitors will be served while sitting at the dining table, but this restaurant will welcome first-time visitors.

This type of service has been applied in almost all types of large shopping facilities. This service has only grown since a few years ago...

"You... What do you need?" Seeing Melvin's appearance, the waiter asked, cynical.

"Eats..." Answer Melvin briefly.

"Eats...?! With looks like this, you're just going to drive away all our customers." The servant's ejek.

"I don't see any rules of appearance, here."

"Indeed... But at least you're self-conscious! Clothes don't have, how are you gonna pay?"

"Special package..." Answer Melvin.

"Special package....? You're just a regular person." Reply to the waiter, underestimating.

It was only natural that the maid thought, Melvin would not be able to use a special package.

Special packages are only for those with special abilities. An ability that can only be obtained after injecting gene serum from animal X that can only be purchased by rich people.

Seeing Melvin's unconvincing appearance, anyone would think so.

"I'll do it...!" Melvin replied expressionlessly, making the female servant even more doubtful.

Seeing the stubborn Melvin, made the servant even more lazy to respond. He immediately found another servant.

"Hey you, come here...!" Call the servant to another woman of one profession, who happens to be passing by.

"You serve this man... Don't let him do anything weird." The servant's orders seemed to act as a more senior person.

The servant who was told, nodded obediently.

"Please, sir... What does the master want?" Said the substitute waiter, politely.

Hearing Melvin's reply, the servant looked a little in disbelief. But he tried to work as a professional.

The first servant who was still there, frowned. He was getting irritated to see Melvin fantasizing too high.

"Are you sure...?" The substitute waiter tried to convince Melvin of his answer. His words proved that he also doubted Melvin's statement.

Melvin nodded.

"alright, sir... Please follow me." Pinta the waiter.

The waiter took Melvin to a large room. In the room there is a row of boxing machines that display the strength of a person's fist.

"Master... As you can see, these machines will display the power of the master's blow." The servant's light.

"Master will get a free maid if it meets the predetermined requirements."

"Master will get free basic class service from the current top level scorer. Furthermore, the master will get a free mid-level service as well as a VIP level if it succeeds in surpassing the existing top score."

"And you may only try in one hit. If it fails, there is no repetition. You better choose according to your abilities." The waiter explained. "Do you understand?"

Melvin nodded. It was unexpected that he immediately walked towards the machine with the most difficult level.

Some people who took special services from the beginning were there, suddenly looking towards Melvin. Of course they felt amused, seeing Melvin who knew himself with his own abilities.

"Eh, look... Is that guy crazy? Does he think he can move one number off that machine?" Say something to a friend who is next to him.

"The name is also poor. Maybe he thought he could do anything with just spirit capital." Answer friends.

"Yes... Looks like, that guy just entered this fancy restaurant for the first time and really wants to eat free food." Reply to that man.

"Hmmm. Could be..."

The boxing machine there has been modified in such a way. Thus, the higher the level, the more difficult it is for someone to score.

In the first class engine, the highest score ever achieved by visitors there has reached 2800 power.

While the second class engine, reaching 920 power.

While the engine with the highest grade level, currently only reached 98 power. Until now, exactly a year, no one has been able to surpass the score...

Melvin stands facing the machine. He noticed a boxing target made of rubber and coated with strong fibers.

"Can I hit him?" Melvin asked, Disperse the dumb-looking waiter. Maybe still not sure about Melvin's choice.

"Ah, yes.... A, are you sure? The record listed there, since a year ago no one has been able to surpass until now." Said the waiter.

"I'll try..." Answer Melvin.

"Well, provided you do not regret your choice and do not protest, you may begin." Said the waiter.

After hearing the maid's approval, Melvin immediately clenched a fist. With no horses or any mature preparation at all, Melvin began to aim his punches at the boxing target.

"Hey, you...!" Someone suddenly snapped at Melvin.

"Do you think it's a children's game? Without proper preparation and horses, you think how many numbers you can get." Continue that guy.

"Haha... Until he vomited blood, at most he only obtained one number." Laugh at someone who came to Melvin's place.

Hearing the scorn directed at him, Melvin cuek. He does not want to deal with people who always underestimate the appearance of others.

Melvin's just gonna make evidence to be a witness. Not theories.

Bug...!

That playful-looking punch, right on target.

If it was a basic or middle class machine, it was likely that the numbers displayed would run very fast. But this is the machine with the hardest level. The numbers seem to be running very slowly.

Seriate...