The instant Chen Yang issued the command—
A ripple of gray light spread outward from his body!
He switched the "Heavier Than Mount Tai" aura to affect allies… but kindly reduced the intensity. Otherwise, ten times gravity might've snapped the girl's slender waist in half.
And so—
When the gray glow settled over the elf maiden, her arms froze mid push-up.
Her dainty frame, not even forty-six kilos, suddenly bore double its weight!
Almost two hundred pounds of crushing force pressed down on her.
Even with 25 points in Strength, it was far from easy to hold herself up!
With a muffled thump, she collapsed against the floorboards, her chest pressed flat.
"Uuuu…" Sylvie whimpered pitifully.
"What's wrong? Weren't you a mighty Elf Princess? Can't even handle triple gravity?"
Chen Yang clicked his tongue. "Forget it, I'll dial it back to double. Finish your hundred push-ups properly."
In this era, the average adult human's Strength or Constitution sat around 12–15.
Though she looked delicate, Sylvie's Strength was 25 and her Constitution 21—far beyond any normal person!
Under double gravity, it was basically like adding 46 kilos of weight. One hundred push-ups would be tough, but not impossible.
Sure enough, by the time she finished—
She was gasping for breath, sweat glistening on her porcelain skin.
"Ninety-eight, ninety-nine, one hundred!"
She staggered upright, chest heaving violently.
Then—
She shot Chen Yang a glare sharp enough to kill. This human was just too vile!!
"Done, huh? Alright, let me loosen you up a bit."
Chen Yang scrolled through his aura list—
And found something… peculiar.
[Power of Vibration (God-tier Aura): Causes nearby units to vibrate at a frequency of 100 times per second. (Special note: excellent weight-loss results. Don't ask—try it and you'll know!)]
"…This counts as god-tier?"
Chen Yang didn't even want to comment.
Still, maybe it would work like a massage?
Curious, he deactivated the gravity aura—
And activated Power of Vibration.
A soft white glow washed over both him and Sylvie.
The next second—
Chen Yang, lounging on the sofa, and Sylvie, standing on the floor, began shaking like tuning forks.
Every limb, every muscle fiber, every curve—vibrating one hundred times a second.
"Oh damn… better than a massage chair."
Chen Yang immediately relaxed, his whole body buzzing with delight.
But the elf maiden panicked!
Her entire figure trembled uncontrollably, her words breaking apart in stutters:
"Hu-hu-hu-human… wha-wha-what did you do to me—"
The sound was like someone talking into a fan.
Utterly flustered, Sylvie tried to resist, but her body wouldn't obey.
"What's she standing for? Come here."
Chen Yang grabbed her delicate wrist and pulled her onto the sofa.
And so, the two shook side by side, vibrating until they bumped and pressed against each other.
Too caught up in the blissful buzz, Chen Yang didn't even notice.
It went on for more than ten minutes, until his whole body felt numb.
Finally, he deactivated the aura.
"Haaah… so good. Who knew a God-tier Aura could feel like that?"
Even as a transmigrant, he hadn't imagined his talent would lead to this kind of development.
But beside him—
Sylvie, limp and trembling, had collapsed against his shoulder, her snowy hair tousled into a mess.
She nearly cried.
The sensation had been oddly addictive, sure… but her pristine image was ruined!
She was an Elf Princess—when had she ever been so disheveled?!
"You've gone too far, human…"
She turned her flushed face toward him, seized his arm—
And opened her mouth to bite!
Too bad.
Chen Yang's reflexes were faster.
Sensing danger to his arm—well, to be precise, danger from her little mouth—he barked a new order:
"Sylvie. Get on the bed."
???
Her eyes went wide, but her body betrayed her.
Pouting fiercely, she stood, swaying on shaky legs, and trudged toward the bedroom's bed.
Even as she walked, her lips still parted, as if hoping for one last nibble…
But against her master's command, she had no choice but to obey.
"Plotting against your master? Punishment—one hundred sit-ups."
Chen Yang declared coolly.
"…"
Sylvie slipped off her tiny shoes, then climbed onto the bed in her long skirt and white stockings.
And there—
She obediently began her sit-ups.
From Chen Yang's vantage, every motion showed off her elegance: her slender thighs wrapped in white silk pressing tightly together, her graceful figure arching and rising with each repetition—
Her nearly-perfect body line revealed in its entirety.