Max Stats in the Apocalypse

"You want to fight against me, Boss?"

"Yup. And I want it to be witnessed by everyone. Do you have some open space? Possible for a mock battle between us? It will be a good motivator, though, and you can just announce it afterward with your executives. It will be hard if some spies learn this immediately." Roger uttered while playing the cup of tea Mr. K gave him.

Mr. K nodded and then listed it down. Just as he was about to fold the paper, he noticed that Roger wasn't drinking the tea he brewed.

"It is not poisoned, you know."

Roger looked at him after that remark and scoffed.

"Do you think I am afraid of being poisoned? You worry too much. My trust issues are not that harsh. At least I have a proper reason." Then Roger chugged down the tea at once and faced Mr. K again.

"It is because I dislike tea. Ugh, what a disgusting taste." Then he stood up, approaching the door. "Let's go," he says.

Afterward, Mr. K announced that there would be a fight between them. There, it will be a great motivator for them. And as they went to the training grounds of the gang, which was just a gym large enough to hold a match, everyone was hyped.

The gym was inside the apartment complex but well hidden in the basement. For some reason, Roger can't understand why they would build a gym underground when proper ventilation is needed for a gym since training needs proper air.

"Is the ventilation here that good? It seems like anyone could die from carbon monoxide poisoning." Roger remarked that took Scar's attention.

"Uh, Sir, of course, it has great ventilation."

"I see." Then Roger just ignored that thought and continued following Mr. K to the center of the gym.

When they were finally set, Mr. K was wearing a comfortable outfit, as was Roger. They decided to change earlier to have a more comfortable fight.

But first, before they fight, Mr. K made a speech.

"It is not like I take any kids' challenges. Here, Sir Roger is an excellent one and also the head of the Demonyo Clan, a family in the Blue neighborhood. So this fight will be just a friendly fight between heads. Is that clear?"

Everyone cheered, and there was the signal that the fight would begin.

"Let the fight begin," Scar announced.

Without wasting any moment, Mr. K instantly raised his legs to dash towards Roger, lowering his body with his left arm ready to be launched at him.

But Roger saw it, and as he realized where Mr. K was intending to hit him, he smirked and lowered his body as well.

When everyone saw it, they were all confused by why Roger was facing Mr. K like that, but for Mr. K, he knew he had already been seen.

Boom!

Roger's fist and Mr. K's met, creating a loud thud that also produced pressure around them. It was clear that there would be some noticeable changes in their environment. And just how it happened, Roger imagined it.

'He used his body to trick me into thinking that he would hit me in the abdomen, but his main purpose was to get me to move to my right and there his real attack would be performed.

I noticed how different his right foot's direction was facing. From it, it tells me where he intended for me to meet since he must have predicted that I would move to my right. However, it's a fist for a fist. Why would I worry and why would I wait to see what he got? I can assess him even without observing; just accepting his attack was enough.'

The pain reached Mr. K's system, which made him move backward and disconnect his fist from the collision. He swung his fingers and made an unsightly expression at Roger.

"What was that? It's not just that you are fast, you also have strength. Do all Awakens have that unlogical strength? I thought you had unhuman speed because of the bullets." Mr. K sneered as he moved his body away from Roger.

Roger just scoffed and shrugged his shoulders.

"Critics don't work on me."

"Whatever, I won't stop here, Boss."

'Obviously, the information about Roger Wyles was still lacking. We didn't only assume he was a speed-specialized Awaken but also thought that I could match his strength. It was a wrong move, but even though I am only a normal person, I can still fight like those who are F-Rankers. Or perhaps near E Rank.'

Mr. K swiftly moved his body, facing Roger without any attacks prepared. He knew that Roger couldn't be defeated by speed, nor strength, and with it, he was only hoping to at least put up a fight, even if it was impossible.

'I can't defeat him, but at least I know where the vital points are.'

He was confident that he could at least put up a fight, as he was a former military man. Not that they trained about ending a fight in a short time, he knew that this will not work on Roger, which means Roger would at least stop it, and there the fight would be placed.

'This is actually useless. But at least I won't disgrace myself in front of my subordinates.' Mr. K continued doing what he had thought. He targeted Roger's vital points. He even tried to reach his neck, collar bone, and joints, but even with the swiftest move he got, Roger was able to easily block it.

After a minute, Mr. K moved backward to take a breath. Those swift moves took much of his stamina and made him want to rest.

"I already got what I needed to see. The fight is done. I forfeit." Roger said that made everyone silent.

They weren't cheering as it was useless since it looked like a fight between a kindergarten kid and an adult. The disparity was huge and it couldn't be cheered on.

Mr. K just chased his breath and thought, 'Was that enough? I couldn't follow his rhythm, and that made my breathing unstable. But I hope that it was enough. I put my best there.'

On the other hand, Roger was also thinking about Mr. K's performance.