My Formula 1 System

[SYSTEM ONLINE...]

[Host should begin his Daily Routine]

I wonder what we're going to focus on today, Luca thought. I've taken all Attributes to twenty and above. Now it's just to take them to thirty and so on. "Status, system. I wanna see their values so I can start making progress early on."

[Hosts status generating....

[..... Generation completed]

[Physical Information:

Weight: 71 kg / 154 lbs

Height: 6'1"

Body Fat Percentage: 10%

Muscle Mass: 35%

Strength: 22

Stamina: 28

Endurance: 24

Agility: 24

Intelligence: 21]

"Hmm. I guess stamina is it then," Luca said, making his way into the gym after he started his day like usual. He caught sight of Amir, utilizing Trampos gym equipment as he did drops with a dumbbell. Luca continued communicating with his system. "So, what do you recommend for a session today?"

[Generating activities for Stamina Attribute...]

[.... Successfully generated]

[Stamina is key for you, as it directly influences your Endurance attribute too and the ability to maintain peak performance throughout a race.]

[Enhanced Stamina ensures you can handle the grueling demands of high-speed racing without succumbing to fatigue, enabling you to stay focused and make critical decisions under pressure.]

[Today's session will focus on Heavy Bag Workout alone]

"What's up, Luca?" Amir said as soon as Luca came into view. He stood up from the press bench and let out a sharp exhale, looking up at his client. "You called me for some core chop and chop. What do you wanna do, or should I resume from last time?"

Luca's eyes drifted to the heavy bag hanging in the corner of the gym, swaying lightly as if calling for attention. "Let's go heavy bag punching today," he said, rolling his shoulders to loosen up. "I need something that'll burn me out."

Amir smirked, clapping his hands together. "Music to my ears! Let's warm up first, though. Can't have you tearing a muscle before the fun begins."

Luca nodded, recalling his dynamic Advanced Bundle Daily exercise before he and Amir got to it. They started with a warm-up, including jumping jacks, arm swings, and light shadowboxing. Once Luca was loosened up, they got into the more strenuous exercises, like clap push-ups and the rest of them. Amir kept an eye on Luca, ensuring his movements were fluid and controlled.

After five more minutes, Amir clapped again.

[EXERCISE: HEAVY BAG WORKOUT]

[EQUIPMENT: HEAVY PUNCHING BAG, WRAPS & GLOVES]

[Host is required to deliver rapid combinations of punches and kicks on the heavy bag. Focus on technique, endurance, and power.]

[This will be done in 3-minute rounds, alternating between:

1. Jab-Cross-Hook Combos.

2. Uppercuts and Body Shots.

3. High and Low Kick Combos.]

[Rest for 1 minute between rounds and repeat for 6 rounds.]

Amir secured the heavy bag, ensuring it was fastened tightly and ready to take a pounding. "Alright, champ, gloves on," he said, tossing a pair of Trampos red-and-black training gloves to Luca.

Luca caught the gloves mid-air, slipped them on, and tightened the straps. He rotated his shoulders and shook his arms. Never had he punched a heavy bag, and the curiosity to experience it made his pulse quicken.

Bouncing lightly on his feet, Luca sized up the bag as it swayed gently before him. He jabbed it experimentally. Amir nodded in approval, and Luca found a rhythm, switching to a one-two combo: jab-cross, jab-cross. The heavy bag rocked under the impact, vibrations coursing through his gloves into his arms. Damn! The bag felt like solid cement. He wondered how gym rats managed to punch it so hard it started swinging like a pendulum.

Despite the initial shock, he incorporated more punches into his growing rhythm. Jab-cross-hook. Jab-hook-cross. Sweat began forming on his brow as he circled the bag, staying light on his feet.

"Punch the freaking bag, Luca. Don't romance it! Blow its face off!" Amir barked, circling Luca and the bag like a drill sergeant.

Minutes passed, and Luca's punches grew deeper and harder, forcing the bag to sway erratically. At least he managed to make it move!

[Good job, host.]

[Moving on to the sub next]

[Uppercuts and Body Shots]

After taking a short rest, Luca resumed, wiping the sweat off his brow with the back of his glove as the bag finally slowed to a stop. He ignored the burns in his arms by shaking them, and adjusted his stance to begin, squaring up the bag by visualizing its target zones.

First came the uppercuts. He did this by dipping his knees and keeping his elbows tight to his body. Then Luca drove his right fist upward into the bag with a swift, sharp motion. The impact sent the bag jerking upward slightly. Without hesitation, he followed with his left hand, alternating between fists to cause mayhem onto the heavy bag.

[Good, host. Adjust the angle slightly and keep the power consistent.]

Luca nodded to himself, tilting his head to avoid a phantom counterpunch as he stepped to the side and delivered another crushing body shot. The bag swung harder now, almost taunting him to strike again. He obliged with a savage uppercut, landing it square in the center.

"Very good!" Amir praised, watching Luca battled with the now animate object. He announced the end of that with time, and let Luca gather himself.

[Good job, host]

[Moving on to the sub next]

[High and Low Kick Combos]

Luca took a deep breath and rolled his shoulders, shaking out his arms to ease the tension from the relentless punches. His knuckles ached beneath the gloves, but there was a newfound energy coursing through him, pushing him forward.

All of a sudden, I'm an MMA fighter, Luca thought as he shifted his weight between his legs. Amir instructed him on a perfect combination and Luca obliged, visualizing it while sizing up the heavy bag.

Starting low but very fast, Luca pivoted on his left foot and swung his right leg in a low, sharp arc, landing the inside of his shin against the bag's lower half!

"Oof! That was hard!" Amir encouraged with a sharp clap.

Before the reverberation through the bag could settle, Luca pivoted on his left foot and swung his right leg in a low, sharp arc, landing the inside of his shin against the bag's lower half with the same quickness his Agility and Reflexes granted him.

[Agility: 24]

[Reflexes: 20 (+2)]

High, low. Low, high. His kicks alternated between equal levels of the bag. Luca did feel the pain in his shins as if he was striking hard cement, but it was satisfying in some way as it died down, replaced by a new pain every second.

[Excellent progress, host. Maintain consistency. You're engaging multiple muscle groups effectively.]

Luca adjusted, raising his hands instinctively as he planted another low kick, then drove his opposite leg upward in a high, snapping strike. His balance improved with each repetition and his body moved in perfect sync with the rhythm of the exercise.

The sweat dripping down his face blurred his vision, but he didn't falter as he quickened his pace, rotating between high and low kicks. Eventually, the system announced his completion and so did Amir.

Ding!

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[Stamina +1]

Ooh? That fast? It must've been close. Thank goodness.

[Good job, host. All exercises assigned have been completed.]n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

[You can head over to the next phase of your Daily Routine. Your time in the gym today is over.]

"Not bad at all," Amir said with a nod of approval, offering Luca a water bottle. He sized up Luca's physique, nodding even more. "You're really developing—kudos, my friend!"

Luca uncapped the bottle and took a long sip, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. "That's the goal," he muttered, exasperation mingled with satisfaction.

Amir smirked, clapping Luca on the back. "So, when's our next session? Tomorrow? Wednesday? Next week?"

"Next week," Luca replied firmly, wiping the sweat off his face with the back of his glove.

Amir's grin widened. "Sounds good. Oh, and the boss lady mentioned you'll be getting your own place soon. That means no more gym sessions here, huh? Moving up in the world. I like it."

"Yeah, we'll see how that goes," Luca said with a faint chuckle, shrugging off his gloves as Amir gave him a final pat on the shoulder and left the room.

Luca stretched out his arms and rotated his shoulders, feeling the strain from the intense workout. The heavy bag now swayed lazily, a mere shadow of the relentless resistance it had offered earlier.

The sound of the gym door opening pulled his attention, and a familiar crew member stepped in. "Luca," she called, walking briskly toward him. "Gaffer wants to address the entire team. He's gathered everyone in the main hall to announce some new changes."

Luca frowned, his curiosity piqued. "New changes?" he asked, grabbing his towel and slinging it around his neck.

"Yes," the crew member confirmed. "It's important. We should head there now."

"Alright, I'm coming," Luca said, finishing the last of his water and expertly tossing the empty bottle into the bin.