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Swish!Swish!Swish! Swish-swish!Zing!Crack!Even though it was impossible to break into a sweat in the virtual reality, Zen felt as if his body was on fire after practising the art of swinging something in his hand. These dull daggers were hurting Zen’s hand more than the firewood. The grip on their handles made his hand blister, and even though his virtual character looked flawless, Zen could feel the pain they caused after swinging the daggers a hundred times.As a chef, Zen did not have a chance to find out if he was ambidextrous. He only knew that he was taught to use a knife in his right hand to avoid bumping elbows into other cooks in the kitchen. Sometimes, he woul

As it turned out, Zen did not spend too long chopping five hundred pieces of firewood. In fact, he found a rhythmic system to place fire logs and chop them. An interesting discovery while practising his swings was the use of combo points.His Bladeless skill only guaranteed a critical chance, but the combo affected Zen’s total damage caused over time. The more he succeeded in the combo, the greater the sense of concentration. Time could slow even if his physical speed increased. Zen saw more than he could understand, and the experience felt like an out-of-body illusion when he understood where and how to chop the firewood logs to make them crack into halves. It was so quick, but Zen felt a strong tug at the back of his mind, guiding his hand to where the weak points were.Sometimes the feeling eluded him, but when it happened, Zen was becoming better at s

Not many knew about Zen Taro’s contribution as a gaming legend before he was sent to this death pit of a high school. Gaming wasn’t something most people could afford anyway unless they were wealthy civilians with successful businesses supported by the governing mafia family in their district. It was mostly done as a form of entertainment where gamers shared their perspective of the gameplay with others over a stream channel.Zen Taro was one of the only gamers who did not reveal his face and rarely recorded his gaming sessions. He only streamed whenever he was attempting a new world record. It didn’t take long for the name ZT to become very well-known in the community. To date, many of his accomplishments remained unbested, and nobody came close to his godly skills.More importantly, ZT raised the standards of gaming guides that soon became indispensable to the community. Not all gamers were as experienced and attuned to gaming mechanics as ZT was. Then again, they did not have all t

Oritha released Zen, who collapsed bonelessly into Liu Feng’s waiting arms. At some point during the tickle torture, Zen could only receive what he was given against his will. What could he say? Liu Feng was far too skilful with his hands for any resistance. The Seer sees it all. There was nothing he could hide about his body from the expert.

Before making dungeon preparations, Zen scrolled through the general contact list and found Damian Gorski. He had a third of the academy’s students on his friend’s list, but Damian Gorski wasn’t one of them. Thankfully, it wasn’t difficult to find what he needed. Yet, the only problem bugging Zen was initiating contact.Liu Feng told him what Sasha had learned about Damian Gorski. The Russian sniper did not sound too happy about getting a door slammed in her face. The Cyborg never left his room apart from receiving deliveries from the invigilators that his family sent. He was often busy working on new inventions at the academy and frequently contacting them. Anyone could tell that Damian did not care about preparing for the events or clearing the dungeons. He was an oddball, but Zen could understand why.He hated to sound too pushy and r