"Thursday.

I think the time has come to steal some weapons.... But after thinking about it, Jack decided that he should not repeat the same events as before. He is a person who loves innovation, and holding onto weapons is not suitable for someone seeking pleasure like him. So, instead of searching for weapons, he preferred to continue his hellish exercises. Today's exercise will be about flexibility.

It's a very simple task; all he has to do is take some of the most uncomfortable and embarrassing positions. Of course, what he means by flexibility is not what is known among humans. He wants to shatter his fragile bones and build a new, flexible, and strong one. Where are those bones?

Well, some of them are at the fingertips and are known as the "Salamiat" (small stones). He must break these stones using just the tips of his fingers, and this, in itself, is not painful. Next is his back, just twist his body backward as if he were a sword in a demonstration. But why stop there? Jack can go beyond this limit and twist his body into a triangle while hearing the sounds of his spine breaking and feeling the wave of paralysis due to the tearing of the spinal cord. This convinced Jack that he was on the right path. After recovering, he will move on to the pelvic region, dividing it between the gentleman's bone and what he wants to train, which are the pelvic bones. Because his treasure has become like a diamond already.

First, Jack opened his legs wide to reach the natural limit, then started increasing the extension until his legs crossed over his head, making each leg on the same level as his head. Ignoring the pool of blood beneath him, Jack calmly waited for the healing process...

But apparently, he fell into a deep sleep. Jack woke up to the sound of his mother calling him for dinner.

"Dinner? Damn it, I must have gotten drowsy. " After thinking for a while, Jack decided to call it a day. Despite the seemingly few exercises, he had been doing them all day, precisely 12 hours today."

Jack looked at the clock and decided to take tomorrow off as a break because if he overexerts himself in training, he might end up destroying the secret facility without giving his enemies a chance to resist, and that's the worst-case scenario for Jack.

And so, Jack completed his fourth day and spent his fifth day relaxing in his bed, thinking about how to approach them tomorrow. "Maybe I'll steal a motorcycle... Oh, I remembered that I still have the police officer's uniform. Perhaps I'll take one of their bikes... Meh, poor police officers, I don't want to burden them. Hmm, maybe I'll just steal one of their bikes. Oh, I also need to let Ashar and his wife know that I'll be staying at my friend's house, so they won't worry. Then, when I leave, they'll find a message telling them that I've died or something like that."

That was all the planning he wanted to do. As for the rest of the day, he spent it sleeping.