He spent the next three days eating and sleeping. Every morning, a healer would come to check on his condition and a young manāa servant or helper of some sortāwould deliver his food.
On the fourth day his body was feeling lighter as he recovered.
On the fifth day, he was able to get out of bed. Heād devoted his time to studying combat and cultivation and the AI.
āThe change in swordsmanship I sawā¦ The combat powerā¦ā Seol-Hwi couldnāt get the memory of the AI fighting out of his head. It was more than inspiring, especially since the AI didnāt even use all of the techniques Seol-Hwi had.
āĀ You hide in the land between the dead and just watch. You know what you really need right now?
It wasnāt something he could understand right then.
āĀ You need greed.
Mad, desperate greed.
Maybe it would be different if heād died in a better place, or had better martial arts. But now? It felt like a once-in-a-lifetime chance. He didnāt just want to get strong. Seol-Hwi wanted more.
āCombat power and martial arts arenāt important.ā
Seol-Hwi examined himself in the mirror.
Paradoxically, his lives had increased but his desire to live had decreased. With so many lives, he felt like he could take risks; with one life, he had to make the best of what he had. His mental strength had weakened.
āHe said three years.ā
After three years of being a normal member, the Earth Demon had told him, heād be made vice-leader.
āBefore that, Iāll work with the AI and do well, even in areas no one is paying attention to.ā He clenched his fists and looked down at the short sword lying at his side.
āButā¦ā Seol-Hwi looked around. He could feel something outside.
To the right of the bed was a window. To the left was a mirror and a table. On the wall opposite to the window was a small table with a jade box under it, and there was a cupboard by the door.
Just as he pushed himself out of bed, a window popped up.
Usually, the save prompt appeared when he resolved some sort of situation; it was impossible to save otherwise.
Also, if he replaced one would it permanently disappear?
He chose the second slot; unlike the first and third, the second save wasnāt important.
I-it works?
Three years of rapid growth?Ā It seemed this was a golden opportunity to grow his skills.
āShould I head out?ā After spending a few days in bed, his body ached. Seol-Hwi wanted to clean up and practice. So he got up and went over to the door, but then he stopped again.
What is this?Ā This window was both unexpected and too specific. He couldnāt just ignore it, eitherātime had stopped.
The 9th month of the 95th yearā¦Ā That sounded about right. And he had three years?
Seol-Hwi went back to examining his options.
That was fairly self-explanatory. Since he joined a new squad, he might be able to learn something brand-new.
Maybe thereād be a mission on the level of killing Shin Birant or similar. The rewards would beā¦
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What does this mean?Ā It said ātraining,ā but that didnāt seem quite right. If it was, it would be like the martial arts option. So this wouldnāt be the sort of training you did in one place, but practicing something where he would have to move around.
Walk around? It looked so trivialādid it hold some secret? If he compared it to the other options, it surely couldnāt be so insignificant.
Seol-Hwi ended up going back to the first option.
Seol-Hwiās eyes sparkledĀ If I learn all of thisā¦Ā He didnāt know exactly what they were, but he had the feeling something great would happen. Heād be much stronger than before.
Also,
He wasnāt committed to learning martial arts yet.
First, Iāll look at all of them.Ā He selected the second choice.
That was not an easy choice.
The third choice, this time.
Outsideā¦Ā That was fun. Two locations were outside the sect; the other was in Jianghu.
He went back to look at āWalk around.ā
Well, now I get it.
He wound up choosing āLearn martial artsā like he was planning to do from the start.
Seol-Hwi chose the Iconic Martial Artsāhe had to, in order to become a true member of the squad.
As soon as he made his choice, the door opened as if someone had been waiting for him to finish.
āAre you Seol-Hwi?ā
āYesā¦ā
āI am Jeokpa,ā the skinny middle-aged man told him. āI am the head of training and education here. Starting today, you will learn our iconic martial arts.ā His face was flushed pink. āFollow me.ā
As he left, Seol-Hwi took a peek around, checking to see if anyone else was there.
āWhat are you doing?ā
Seol-Hwi followed Jeokpa out.
āĀ How can he learn it all on the first day?
āĀ I canāt believe it. How can you understand it so quickly?
āĀ Are you saying you have the ability to imitate swordsmanship?
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ā¦
Seol-Hwi blinked and found himself in the hallroom. A monthās worth of training flooded into his head.
His abilities went up, and he got a new martial art.
This was no dreamāheād legitimately spent a month learning martial arts with Jeokpa.
(2/36) instead of (1/36); 10th month instead of 9th month. A month had passed in the blink of an eye.
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