My Ultimate Sign-in System Made Me Invincible - Chapter 485 Liam, The Perfect Sparing Partner

Chapter 485  Liam, The Perfect Sparing Partner

While the world was reacting to the Institutional Verification announcement and corporate lawyers were having emergency meetings about how insane the requirements were, the culprit responsible for all this chaos was doing something completely different.

He was having fun with his friends.

The group chat escalated to a group and their conversations continued, drifting naturally from serious topics to lighter ones, and that’s when Matt had brought up his idea.

“Okay, hear me out,” Matt said with the kind of enthusiasm that immediately made everyone else wary. “I think we should all spar against Liam.”

The reaction was immediate and unanimous.

“Absolutely not,” Alex said without hesitation.

“Hard pass,” Harper added, shaking his head.

“Matt, that’s the worst idea you’ve had in weeks,” Kristopher said, which was saying something given Matt’s track record.

The girls were equally dismissive. Stacy looked at Matt like he’d suggested they all jump off a cliff for fun, which wasn’t actually that far from what he was proposing. “You just want to get your ass kicked,” she said bluntly.

“You know he’s going to destroy you, right?” Kristy added. “Like, completely destroy you.”

Lana nodded in agreement. “This isn’t even a contest. This is just you asking to be humiliated.”

Matt held up his hands defensively, though his grin suggested he was enjoying the pushback. “Okay, yes, I’m completely aware that I’m going to get bodied. That’s not the point. The point is—”

“The point is you have a death wish,” Elise interrupted.

“No, listen!” Matt insisted, his expression becoming more serious. “The point is that sparring against Liam will give us better experience than any martial arts school can offer. Way better. And if any dangerous situations come up—which, let’s be honest, they probably will given everything happening around Liam—we need to be able to handle ourselves.”

The group call went quiet as everyone processed this shift from Matt’s usual playful tone to something more genuinely concerned.

Matt continued, taking advantage of the silence. “Plus, we all have these exosuits now. We need to learn how to use them properly. The flight capabilities, the strength enhancement, the defensive systems—we’ve barely scratched the surface of what they can do. Sparring with Liam would force us to actually push the suits to their limits and figure out how to control them under pressure.”

He looked around the room, meeting each person’s eyes. “We’re in Liam’s closest circle. That means we’re targets. There are already people watching us, trying to figure out how to use us to get to him. We can’t be liabilities. We need to be able to protect ourselves, or at least not be completely helpless if something happens.”

The silence that followed was heavier this time, weighted with the truth of what Matt was saying. Nobody wanted to acknowledge it directly, but he was right. Being close to someone as wealthy and mysterious as Liam—someone who the powerful elites, already almost certainly connected him to Nova Technologies in some capacity—made them all potential targets for various groups with various agendas.

The Maybourne Group. Intelligence agencies. Corporate interests. Criminal organizations. Old money families who didn’t appreciate upstarts disrupting their carefully maintained systems. The list of potential threats was uncomfortably long, and growing longer with each announcement Nova Technologies made.

And while Liam had demonstrated repeatedly that he could handle threats with overwhelming ease, he couldn’t be everywhere at once. Especially not now, when he was apparently exploring other universes and managing a company that was reshaping human civilization.

Kristopher broke the silence first. “He’s not wrong. We should know how to use the suits properly. And combat training from someone at Liam’s level would be… valuable.”

Alex nodded slowly. “I hate that Matt’s making sense, but he is. We have flown around and played with the suits, but we haven’t really tested them in any kind of controlled combat scenario.”

Harper looked torn between pragmatic agreement and the very reasonable desire to not get destroyed by someone who could probably bench press a building. “Okay, but does Liam even have time for this? He’s running a company, exploring alternate universes, and apparently causing global economic disruption for fun.”

Stacy laughed despite herself. “That last part sounds about right.”

Still, while what Matt had said made sense, it didn’t mean the group couldn’t see through his actual plan. Matt just wanted an excuse to use the exosuit in combat. He wanted to see what it could really do, wanted to push it to its limits, wanted to have the kind of fun that came from testing capabilities that would have seemed like pure science fiction a day ago.

Which, honestly, wasn’t a bad thing. The desire to explore and test wasn’t exactly a character flaw.

“Fine,” Kristy said with a sigh. “But when you get absolutely demolished, I’m going to laugh. A lot.”

“Same,” Lana added.

“I’m recording it,” Elise said.

Matt grinned, accepting the inevitable mockery with good grace. “Deal.”

They all turned to look at Liam, who had been quietly listening throughout the entire discussion, a slight smile on his face that suggested he’d seen exactly where this conversation was headed from the moment Matt opened his mouth.

“I think it’s a brilliant idea,” Liam said simply. “Combat training is important, and you’re right that the exosuits need more practical testing. Plus, it’ll be good for you to understand what you’re capable of in those suits. The strength enhancement alone changes your combat parameters completely, and most of you haven’t internalized that yet.”

He stood up, stretching casually. “We’ll need a good location though. Somewhere remote where we won’t be disturbed or cause property damage. Can’t exactly spar in the backyard—the mansion’s insurance definitely doesn’t cover ‘superhuman combat training incidents.'”

Matt perked up immediately. “Where are we thinking? Desert? Ocean? Mountain range?”

Liam smiled. “Antarctica.”

The word hung in the air for a moment.

“Antarctica,” Alex repeated slowly. “The coldest place on Earth.”

“The loneliest continent,” Harper added.

“Literally covered in ice,” Kristopher pointed out.

Liam’s smile widened. “Exactly. No people, no infrastructure to damage, plenty of space, and the environment will be an additional training element. Plus, the exosuits have climate control—you’ll be completely fine in terms of temperature.”

He pulled up his phone and sent them coordinates. “Meet me there in thirty minutes. Fly directly, stealth mode the whole way. I want to see how you handle extended flight over ocean and then polar navigation.”

“Wait, we’re doing this right now?” Stacy asked.

“No time like the present,” Liam said cheerfully. “Unless you’d prefer to wait until you’re all overthinking it and getting nervous?”

Matt was already on his feet. “Nope, right now is perfect. Let’s do this.”