Biosystem Awakening: From Bastard To Badass

Chapter 9

But at the same time, something in Tristian’s memory began to change as he started remembering things that had happened over the last two weeks, especially after the accident. 

The accident was very severe, but he did not die, and did not suffer any serious injuries. He even woke up feeling different, and even better than before he had the accident.

He had been eating more than usual, his senses felt sharper, and just yesterday, he discovered something impossible… the ability to never forget anything he read.

As much as he wanted to deny what Auron was saying, everything that had changed in him felt like proof but Tristan still could not stop laughing softly in disbelief, shaking his head again.

After a moment, Auron spoke again. “May I ask, Master, when you are ready to begin training?”

Auron had already said before that its purpose was to train him into a super agent.

Tristan frowned. “Are you saying that I can become a super agent too?” 

He knew himself too well. He had a weak body, he never went to the gym and had never trained for anything. 

He had never lived like someone who could become anything close to an agent.

“I don’t even have what it takes…” he said quietly.

“Master, you are perfectly capable of training,” Auron replied immediately. “Your physical condition is below the training standard, but that can be corrected.”

“After you learn basic body building exercises, you will be able to begin proper training and before any physical combat training begins, there are other essential skills you must learn.”

“What other skills?" Tristan asked, confused

“A super agent is not only built on physical strength. He must be proficient in multiple languages. You must learn disguise techniques, understand different types of weapons, develop situational response skills, and many other survival and infiltration abilities.”

Tristan listened, slowly processing everything. “Okay… okay…” he said, exhaling. “Let’s just start with the first one you mentioned. The physical training. How do I get better? How do I become fit enough for all this?”

“You begin with body building exercises,” Auron replied immediately. “Do you want to start now?”

Tristan nodded without thinking. “Yeah. Let’s start.”

The moment he said that, another figure began forming out of the fog.

Tristan froze, watching the figure slowly form and it looked almost exactly like him, the same height, build and even the same posture but its body was different. 

It looked like it was made entirely of metal, smooth and with no face at all.

“Please follow this figure to complete your first set of exercises,” Auron said.

Tristan stared at the metallic figure, completely dumbfounded. It looked too real, identical to him, yet completely unnatural at the same time.

“This is… insane…” he whispered, still unable to believe what was happening.

“Master, please follow the figure in front of you and if you do not complete the exercise within the time limit, you will be punished,” Auron said from the side.

“Punished?” Tristan asked, shocked. 

He did not understand how he had even ended up in this situation to the point of being punished. He ran his hand through his hair as he realized that he did not have a choice. 

He had to follow what the figure was doing but it was very difficult. 

The exercises were nothing like anything he had ever done before and within a few minutes, every muscle in his body began to ache, and he could not even breathe properly.

“Master, please make sure you continue this exercise. You must maintain it for more than thirty minutes before it is considered completed,” Auron said again.

Tristan was not even paying attention anymore as he was in so much pain. The figure in front of him kept moving, pushing him through different positions, and he struggled to keep up. 

He dropped to the ground, stretching his arms, bending his body forward and almost folding himself in half, his body shaking from strain.

“I can’t… I can’t do this anymore…” he muttered, trying to push himself up but before he could fully stand, he suddenly felt an electric shock rush through his body.

Tristan screamed instantly, collapsing back to the ground. The pain was unbearable and his  entire body tightened as if something was forcing it to adapt.

“If you want to become a strong agent in the interstellar era, you must have a super strong physique that can survive any environment”

“This set of body exercises is designed to test and rebuild your physical foundation. If you do not complete them properly, it will not end well for you.” Auron said. 

Tristan could barely hear him because the electric current was still running through his body. He tried to speak, but no words came out of his mouth. 

After a few moments, the pain suddenly stopped. His body relaxed instantly, and he fell forward, breathing heavily.

For a second, he thought it was over. “I… okay… I think I’m fine now…” he said weakly but then, another electric shock hit him again.

He fell hard to the ground, shaking.

“Don’t stop,” Auron said calmly. “You must follow the rhythm of your heartbeat. Follow your body and not your thoughts.”

Tristan clenched his teeth, his body trembling as he forced himself to move again. His mind went blank as he kept repeating the movements, over and over, even when his body felt like it was breaking apart.

Time passed and his breathing became heavier and  muscles felt numb but slowly  something started changing inside him.

The pain did not fully disappear, but his body began adjusting. His movements became slightly smoother and his endurance slowly increased.

And then, after what felt like forever, a bell suddenly rang. 

“Master… congratulations. You have completed the first action.” Auron said, moving closer to him. 

Tristan collapsed on the floor, breathing heavily, and at this point, his body did not even feel like it belonged to him anymore. He wanted to cry because of what he had just experienced during the training.

He did not expect that he would ever feel this kind of pain. It was something he could not even explain properly, and he kept wondering what kind of exercises those even were. 

They looked normal at first, but the pain they caused was something else entirely.

“Do I really have to do all these weird exercises in the future?” Tristan asked weakly. 

“How long do I have to keep doing this?”