I, Herta's Fiancé, the Universe's Number One Male Fist

After leaving the Taiyan Division, the night had grown deep.

Strolling through the bustling Exalting Sanctum, feeling the rich, worldly atmosphere, Chu Ze felt a bit dazed for a moment.

For the past few decades, he had been constantly tempering his body, constantly making himself stronger.

He had no system, no unique golden finger. All he had was decades of forging his body day in and day out, which naturally led him to the Path of Destruction.

But now that he had been discharged from his military post and returned to a peaceful daily life, he really didn't know what to do for a moment.

After thinking for a long time, he decisively stopped thinking:

"Forget it. My body is special anyway, I don't need to worry about lifespan."

"As for what comes next, I'll take it one step at a time."

Ding~

A message came from his phone.

Chu Ze walked back home while looking at his phone.

[Herta]: Do you know a certain Emanator of Joy?

[Herta]: Or are you the Emanator of Joy yourself?

Chu Ze raised an eyebrow.

An Emanator of Joy?

What did that have to do with him?

[Chu Ze]: I'm not an Emanator of Joy, but I am an Emanator of Beauty, second only to Idrila in looks.

[Herta]: I don't believe you.

[Chu Ze]: Type 1 and I'll send a selfie.

[Herta]: 1

[Chu Ze]: [Photo.jpg]

[Chu Ze]: [Photo.jpg]

[Chu Ze]: ???

After a short while, a reply came from the other side.

[Herta]: There's something there, but not much.

[Herta]: You could be called handsome, but your overall looks are still slightly inferior to mine.

For the notoriously narcissistic Herta to admit he was "a little handsome" meant his looks were truly high-tier.

Anyone else wouldn't even be qualified for Herta's evaluation.

But Chu Ze was still a bit unconvinced:

[Chu Ze]: So confident? Let's see yours.

[Herta]: Search for it online yourself. Herta's beautiful pictures have already spread throughout the universe.

[Chu Ze]: Oh, then I'm off to search.

Just as he got home in the real world.

He opened the door and changed his shoes.

He was originally going to search for Herta's pictures right away.

But when he saw the newly delivered large fitness equipment, his curiosity about Herta was immediately thrown to the back of his mind, replaced by a burning passion for fitness.

That's right, women might be nice, but how could they compare to muscles?

Especially a woman he could only look at but not touch, whom he had never even met!

So Chu Ze tossed his phone aside, put on the ion-gravity machine, and cranked the gravity to its maximum.

Then he lay on the specially made mat and started exercising with grunts and puffs.

The building materials and flooring in his house were specially made, using the latest construction technology, which would take a billion words to explain. Therefore, he didn't dwell on irrelevant questions like [Why won't the floor collapse under the pressure].

"One... two... three..."

"Seventy... seventy-one... seventy-two..."

Under extreme weight.

One hundred squats, one hundred push-ups, one hundred sit-ups, plus a ten-kilometer run.

He exercised like this three times a day—morning, noon, and night—followed by an unlimited number of free-form punches.

This was Chu Ze's current workout plan.

In the beginning, he couldn't even do a few push-ups without weights, let alone with them.

But with continuous hard training, his physical fitness improved rapidly.

The weight he used during his workouts also increased rapidly, reaching a very exaggerated number now.

Thump...

Thump...

His heartbeat seemed to be getting a little faster.

But Chu Ze didn't think much of it. After all, whose heart doesn't beat faster when they work out?

Quickly finishing one hundred push-ups, next came one hundred squats.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he corrected his posture again and bent his legs.

"Eleven... twelve... thirteen..."

"Sixty-seven... sixty-nine... seventy-one..."

Thump...

Thump...

His heartbeat seemed to be even faster.

After finishing one hundred squats, Chu Ze let out a long breath, his brow slightly furrowed.

Could it be that his earlier tender moment with Fu Xuan was too vigorous, causing excessive physical exertion and a rapid heartbeat?

That shouldn't be. To avoid making too much noise, he had been holding back the entire time.

And just Fu Xuan alone... wouldn't tire him out that much.

"Forget it, I should rest for a bit."

Since his body was sending a signal, Chu Ze certainly wouldn't ignore it.

Taking off the ion-gravity machine, he sat on the massage chair and picked up his phone again.

There was already an unread message from Herta on his phone.

[Herta]: Where did you go?

[Herta]: Haven't you found it yet?

[Herta]: Stop searching, I have something important to ask you.

[Herta]: ...

[Herta]: Got it. Take your time. Message me when you're done.

Chu Ze tapped on his phone and replied.

[Chu Ze]: I'm back.

[Chu Ze]: Sorry, I was held up for a bit.

[Herta]: I understand. It's only natural. A simple matter.

[Chu Ze]: ?

He had a feeling she had misunderstood something.

But before he could say anything more, another message came from the other side.

[Herta]: Back to business.

[Herta]: I've already determined that the process of us establishing contact was interfered with by an Emanator of Joy.

[Herta]: Under that Emanator's interference, I can't delete you as a friend.

[Herta]: And that Emanator is very bizarre. Under the premise of exercising conventional Erudition authority, I might not be able to eliminate their influence in a short time.

Understood. In short, she couldn't beat the other party.

Chu Ze hesitated for a moment, deciding to give her some face:

[Chu Ze]: So? You suspect that I'm the Emanator of Joy?

[Herta]: Well, it's either you or someone close to you.

[Herta]: It's not like some Emanator of Fun is so bored that they'd randomly matchmake two complete strangers, right?

That was also true.

Assuming it was really a random prank by a fun-seeker, then their discussion here was completely meaningless.

So, let's just focus on people they knew for now.

[Chu Ze]: I have many friends, but I've never come into contact with an Emanator of Joy.

[Chu Ze]: However, my mom has a very wide network. Maybe she knows some Emanator of Joy.

[Herta]: Your mom?

[Chu Ze]: Yes. Although she's just an ordinary employee of the Interastral Peace Corporation, her social skills are very strong.

[Chu Ze]: She claims to have friends all over the universe and can find connections wherever she goes. And she's the one who set us up.

[Herta]: Understood. Send me her contact information. I'll ask her.

Whoa, asking for someone's mom's contact information directly?

Chu Ze's fingers paused, then he continued typing.

[Chu Ze]: This involves our family's privacy. Are you sure you want to contact her personally?

[Herta]: Yes.

[Chu Ze]: Then say something nice first.

[Herta]: Big brother.

[Chu Ze]: Beg me.

[Herta]: I'm begging you.

[Chu Ze]: Do something cute.

[Herta]: Ciallo~∠( ﾟωﾟ)☆

Wow, what a unique personality.

In pursuit of answers, she completely disregarded her personal pride.

Of course, Chu Ze wasn't a monster, and this was just an online interaction, not a real-life one.

So he still sent his mom's contact card over.

[Chu Ze]: Remember to state the reason for adding her, otherwise she might decline.

[Herta]: (Auto-reply) Hello, I'm busy right now and won't be contacting you later either.

[Chu Ze]: ...

Putting down the phone.

Taking a deep breath.

Chu Ze estimated that he had recovered enough and was about to pick up the ion-gravity machine again for one last round before showering and sleeping.

But just as he bent down, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated again!

Thump...

Thump...

Thump-thump-thump-thump...

This time, it made Chu Ze's head spin, and his vision went black.

When he regained his sight, the scene around him had changed dramatically.

This was the universe.

Around him was the void.

And in front of him stood a "person."

He had a body that had existed since time immemorial, and he emanated an aura of world-destroying power.

Just by looking at his form, thoughts of violence and destruction would constantly flood the mind.

There was no need for doubt or identification.

In the civilized societies of the interstellar universe, even a child who had just begun their education could name the "person" before him.

—The Aeon of Destruction, Nanook!

The stars dimmed.