Amon, The lowest tier disciple in the Insanity Sect

Alright, here we go. I've decided that it's time to actually do something with my life. I've been sweeping floors and losing socks for far too long. The time has come for actual improvement. Not just power—no, I mean, who needs that when you can be awesome?

So, what's my plan? Easy. I'm gonna get smart. Yeah, that's right. Smart is the new strong. I'm gonna read. I'm gonna learn. I'm going to elevate my mind.

I stroll into the sect library, feeling like I'm about to unlock the secrets of the universe. Books everywhere. Knowledge everywhere. I feel like a genius just being in this room.

I grab the first book I see. It's called "The Ultimate Guide to Strength and Power." Perfect. This is it. I'm going to read this and become invincible—just like the guys who spend three hours at the gym and have muscles on their muscles.

I open the book, ready to absorb greatness, and... it's a book about weightlifting.

Wait. What? This is not the high-level spiritual cultivation I had in mind. I thought I was about to unlock forbidden knowledge, not figure out how to do a proper squat.

Before I can throw the book into the nearest trash bin (where it belongs), an elder walks up to me. This is the same one who told me to "use my brain" last time.

He looks at me like I've just committed a crime. "What are you doing with that book?"

I hold it up proudly. "Learning how to get strong. I'm gonna be a powerhouse. You can't stop me."

He just stares at me. "This is a weightlifting book. You're not gonna get stronger by reading about lifting weights."

"Well, how else am I supposed to get stronger?" I ask, genuinely curious.

"By cultivating, you idiot. You need to focus on that, not random junk."

"Oh, right, cultivation. Yeah, yeah. I knew that. Definitely wasn't just thinking about how to look cool in a tank top," I mumble, suddenly self-conscious.

The elder rubs his temples in frustration. "Fine, go read a cultivation book, but stop wasting time with nonsense. Maybe actually use your brain for once."

With that, he storms off.

I look back at the book in my hands. Weightlifting, huh? Maybe I can do both. I could be a cultivating weightlifting genius. Who says you can't combine the two?

I grab a random cultivation book off the shelf, toss the weightlifting book aside, and start skimming through it.

Wait, what's this? 'How to Enhance Your Mind Through Meditation'. Well, that sounds pretty useful. Might be better than that last thing I read about lifting dumbbells.

The first page is a giant picture of someone sitting on a rock looking serious.

I try to mimic the pose. Immediately, my legs start to cramp up, and I'm pretty sure I look like an idiot.

Meditation might take a while to figure out.

Maybe I'll try a sock hunt instead