[Actually... there is a system training function. It’ll co in use for you.]
"Wait, whattt?"
Razeal nearly fell off the tree branch he was lounging on. His body jerked upright, his expression a mix of disbelief and shock.
"You’re telling this now? After all this ti?" His eyes narrowed, voice rising. "Wait don’t tell ... You only ntioned it because I apologized, didn’t you?"
His face twitched.
"What if I hadn’t said it, huh?! Would you have just let rot in cluelessness forever?" His fingers curled into fists. "Just how selfish are you, you passive aggressive parasite.."
He wanted to scream, wanted to slap this annoying, foul-mouthed entity across the face if it even had one. But of course, as usual... there was nothing he could do.
[Sigh...] The system’s voice was chanical but managed to sound both annoyed and regretful, as if it wished it had kept its mouth shut..It gets sympathetic too fast.
"Forget it. Just send in. I want to see what this training function actually is."
Razeal didn’t want to waste even another second.
Without another word, Razeal felt his consciousness pulled violently into the system’s realm. Unlike before, it happened even faster, as if the system had grown impatient.
The next mont, his eyes opened.
He blinked.
"...Huh?"
He was inside what looked like a small, well lit modern cafe. The walls were sleek and spotless, warm lighting hanging above a clean counter that had no one behind it. It was quiet. Too quiet.
He looked around. No windows. No doors. Just him, the counter, and faint elevator music playing sowhere in the background.
"You dropped in a... Starbucks?"
"Umm... system?" Razeal called out hesitantly. "When you said ’training function’... I didn’t realize training also happened in coffee shops. What am I supposed to learn here? Custor service? How to hold a tray?"
[Don’t jump to conclusions, host. This is the reception room.]
"You said training, not..civilized tea ti."
[System training functions are different from whatever half baked images you’re forming. Wait and see.]
As it spoke, a new system panel appeared before him different than the usual transparent blue. This one was pitch black with glowing silver text.
At the top: SYSTEM TRAINING FUNCTION NU
Razeal leaned in, eyes scanning the list.
Select Terrain: Choose your preferred battlefield for training.
From dark forests to volcanic plains, the environnt can affect battle outcos.
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Select Opponent Rank: Choose the rank of the enemy you wish to train against.
Available Ranks: F, E, D, C, B, A, S, SS, SSS
Type of Opponent: Humanoid, Beast, Undead, Demon, or Custom.
Select Profession: Choose the class or fighting style of your enemy: Swordsman, Mage, Assassin, Archer, Brawler, or Custom.
Select Weapons: Swords, Spears, Magic Staffs, Bows, Claws, etc.
Ti Flow chanics: Warning: Ti acceleration applies based on opponent rank.
F-Rank = Real-ti (1:1 ratio)
Each rank above multiplies ti flow by ×10.
(Example: S-Rank = 10,000× ti acceleration)
Train for hours... gain years of experience.
Training Protocol: No rcy Mode Opponents treat the host as a real enemy. They will attempt to kill. Survival is not guaranteed. No rcy will be programd.
Infinite Scaling Challenge:
Wave 1: 1x F-Ranked Goblin
Wave 2: 10x F-Ranked Goblins
Wave 3: 100x F-Ranked Goblins
Wave 4: 1,000x F-Ranked Goblins
...and so on...
Victory Condition: Kill all enemies. Escaping not allowed.
Customization Access: The host may fine-tune enemies’ appearance, skills, temperant, fighting style, and more.
Note: Customizations may impact difficulty and reward scaling.
Razeal’s mouth slowly opened wider and wider until it looked like it could fit a whole grown man. He plucked at his eyes, wiped them on his shirt, and shoved them back in just to make sure he wasn’t hallucinating.
"This is dope," he whispered. "Literally another cheat."
He looked up, excitent bubbling like a shaken soda bottle.
"So I can spar with any rank of enemy, in any style, without offending anyone, AND have ti move ridiculously faster than real life? That’s insane! That’s... actually broken!"
It wasn’t just about fighting stronger opponents anymore. It was about years’ worth of combat experience gained in a day. No fear. No exposure. And total mastery.
"System... this is cracked. Why didn’t you tell this before?!"
[Host. Shut up.]
Razeal cleared his throat. "Brother Villey... cough. I have so questions."
[Three questions. Just three. Keep them short,]
The system sighed inwardly. This guy’s here to fry my circuits again, isn’t he...?
"First," he began, voice calm, eyes scanning the moonlight filtering through the trees. "I won’t grow old or have any weird side effects inside this space, right? I an, with the ti acceleration being so extre, I won’t, like, get old in here or sothing?"
[Absolutely not. No aging. Next question.] the system replied flatly.
Razeal’s lips twitched. The system was acting all tsundere again, answering curtly without even elaborating. Still, he continued.
"What about my other advantages? Do I still keep all the perks I have inside the Valley of Villains here? Like infinite mana, stamina, revivals, no trauma, no side effects do they all refresh in this training mode too?"
[Yes. Now next question.]
Razeal almost pouted.
"Alright then... can I gain killing points here? Will my Killing Intent progression go up if I kill enemies in this training space?"
[Ten tis less than usual. If an F-rank monster would normally give you one point, you’ll need to kill ten to get one here. So yes.]
[And now, fuck off. No more questions. Don’t bother with dumb ones. Ask sothing that actually matters next ti.]
The system’s voice went silent.
Razeal, on the other hand, lit up like a child in a candy store. "Let’s fkking goooo!" he shouted, nearly tearing up from joy.
So what if it was ten tis less efficient? It was still incredible! He didn’t have to go hunting people or risk entering dangerous zones. With ti acceleration and safety, the benefits far outweighed the drawbacks. He could grind safely, efficiently, and indefinitely.
"Alright, let’s not waste more ti."
Razeal turned toward the sleek black system panel that hovered in front of the reception counter. Without hesitation, he began configuring his first battle.
Select Terrain: Random
Select Opponent Rank: F
Type of Opponent: Humanoid
Select Profession: Brawler
Select Weapons: Hand to- and combat
But now ca the part Razeal was secretly most excited about.
He rubbed his palms together, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Now for the most important section..."
He clicked on Customization Access and began typing furiously:
Customization Access: Gender: Female
Body Type: MILF, curvy build
Bust: D-cup
Appearance: Black and sky-green hair, modeled after that one famous singer
[Host...]
The system’s voice broke its silence, sounding unamused as if trying to remind sothing.
[What are you doing?]
Razeal ignored it and continued with great enthusiasm.
Outfit: None
Voice: Soft, sultry
Movent: Seductive, fluid
[Fuck off, you lecherous bastard! I didn’t give you access to the training module for this perverted crap! It’s ant for combat and developnt not whatever you’re trying to do!]
Razeal kept a completely straight face, faking indignation. "System, this is a baseless accusation. I just want so good scenery. Imagine, I’ll be more motivated to fight if there’s sothing nice to look at. You know, like, I start with one opponent, and after I kill one, there’ll be ten... then a hundred, and a thousand! Just imagine those milky balls flying through the air. Can you even picture it?" Razeal blinked innocently, his tone dripping with sincerity, as if he were making a reasonable request.
The system’s chanical voice responded with a low, annoyed sigh. "F*ck off. You think I’m an idiot? I know what you’re doing. It’s not about scenery. It’s all about skin."
Razeal’s face twisted into a mock expression of disbelief, his hands raised in defense. "No, no, no! You’re going down the wrong path here, Villey, my friend. I’m just trying to be logical, you know? Look, if I choose monsters or demons any creature that isn’t human they’d be disgusting, right? They’d sll bad, look ugly. Sure, one might be fine, but imagine thousands of them. That sll alone would probably kill before they even land a blow."
"Unreasonable," the system responded, clearly unimpressed. "Why did you need them to remove their clothes, then? Why was that an option?"
Razeal paused, thinking fast as he leaned back, feigning innocence. "Ohh, that? It’s simple. When you’re fighting, people move around, right? They get sweaty. If they’re wearing clothes, that sweat will start to sll everywhere. And you know how much I can’t stand slls. I just didn’t want to get distracted. That’s all."
For a mont, the system fell silent. Razeal could almost feel the gears grinding in its virtual mind, attempting to process his ridiculous logic. It was a strange, uncomfortable silence that stretched far too long.
"Alright," the system finally said with heavy reluctance. "Let’s just change the gender from female to male. Enjoy. No sll, if you say so."
Razeal’s eyes widened in mock horror, his face contorting into a look of genuine disgust. "Eww, Villey! You’re gay? Want to see naked n now?" He let out a sarcastic laugh, clearly feeling victorious. He knew he had struck a nerve. "Tsk, tsk, Villey. I thought you had better taste."
He clicked his tongue. He was this close to winning the argunt. But he knew the trick just irritate the system enough with its own logic, and you get your way.
[That’s it. I’m banning all beautiful female figures from appearing in this training module. Humans? Gone. Female presets? Gone Humans Gone. If you want to see any of them again, you’ll have to unlock A-Rank modules. Until then, enjoy your goblins.]
[This discussion is over. No debates.]
With a loud ding, the words Female Humanoid were grayed out on the panel and replaced by a lock symbol. Razeal stared at it, lips trembling.
"You’re heartless, Villey," he muttered.
The system didn’t reply.
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