Adam's mind raced as the weight of his situation settled over him.
How the hell am I supposed to live under the term "Disconnection"?
It was a concept he hadn't fully grasped yet.
The idea of being separated, disconnected, both from his environnt and perhaps from the people around him... was suffocating.
But then, a reminder pulled his attention back.
'In the future, I won't just wield one authority...'
Adam thought.
'With [Permanent Copy], I can take on multiple authorities. Maybe not all at once, but over ti, I'll accumulate them. That's more than enough...'
Even without delving into the deeper applications of the authorities, the simpler, more basic functions could still outclass many other skills.
Adam secretly comforted himself...
Taking a deep breath, Adam focused back on the task at hand.
Focus on the practical... focus on leveling up...
...
The next two days passed in a blur, with Adam and his team making steady progress against the Swamp Trolls.
The air around them grew thicker, more oppressive, as the Blight ter steadily climbed.
Despite their relentless efforts, the group was unable to find any hidden cures...
Sothing Adam had taken for granted in his previous life.
The lack of relief was beginning to take its toll on everyone, even if they didn't say it out loud...
[Blight ter] : 9.32%
Adam could feel it now, deep in his chest.
His breathing had beco heavier and more labored...
It wasn't yet enough to hinder his fighting abilities, but it was enough to make him aware of its creeping presence.
'It's getting harder to breathe…'
Adam thought to himself.
Luckily it didn't affect his strength much...
In his last life, Adam had been lucky—
He'd stumbled upon a hidden cure on his first day.
He'd never truly experienced the Blight...
Hence, in this second chance of his, it was only now that Adam had realized the true horror behind the Blight...
'It's similar to the death curse... except the death curse only kills you, while this one mutates you permanently...'
He thought.
And unlike the death curse on the third floor, he was not longer immune to this one...
Leila, ever observant, walked up beside him, her footsteps soft but purposeful on the muddy ground.
She noticed the slight tension in Adam's shoulders and the faint frown tugging at his lips.
"Should we head to the next area? The Swamp Trolls are scarce here now…"
She suggested, her voice calm but with an edge of concern...
Adam glanced at her, noticing the thoughtful look in her eyes.
However, in Leila's mind...
She didn't just think the trolls were thinning out because they had wiped out the ones in this area...
No, Leila had realized that Adam had played a big part in the swarming of these creatures...
After all, Adam had been the one to cleave through most of them...
Even at night while everyone was resting, Adam was still hunting down Swamp Trolls without rest...
Leila couldn't help but think about the numbers.
She knew that between her, Cael, Kristoff, and Xel'Shaar, they had taken down a decent amount of trolls.
But it was nothing compared to Adam's kill count.
'If I combined the trolls we killed...'
She thought.
'I-It would probably barely add up to 30% of what Adam's killed by himself...'
Adam turned his head to face her fully, noting the worry she tried to hide.
"I think it's about ti."
He said, his voice steady despite the exhaustion beginning to settle in.
"If no more swamp trolls are showing up, there's no reason to stay here longer."
Leila nodded in relief.
As the team moved, Adam couldn't help but check his system panel.
▶ [User] Adam Codranel
➤ [Rank] Stone (Requires 2,000 Soul Core points and max level for the next Rank)
➤ [Level] 24 ─ (Capped at level 100)
➤ [Soul Core] 544.32
➤ [Honor] 85
'Decent enough for a two-day grind...'
He thought, his eyes scanning the numbers
He shifted his attention from the stats and glanced down at his inventory.
The endless list of items stretched before him, each one a potential tool or weapon...
Most of them completely untested, waiting to be explored.
[Inventory]
[Predator's Maw]
[Information Panel]
[Mana Cakes]
[Mana Blueberry Milkshake]
[Eyeball of Ice]
[Blood Crystals]
[Barrier of a Frozen Mont]
[Absolute Zero Environnt]
[All Purpose-Key]
[Fatesplit Fang]
[Soul Binding Talisman]
[Stylistic Prosthetic Boot Leg]
[Enchanted Elbow Brace of Unpredictable Flexibility]
[Mystical Monocle of Skeptical Appraisal]...
As his eyes flicked through the list, a bead of sweat ford at his temple.
'There's no way I can carry all this...'
The sheer volu of items he'd acquired felt like a burden, and he couldn't help but wonder just how he was supposed to make sense of it all.
He needed to start using so of these, but what was the right choice?
'Let's take it one step at a ti...'
Adam reassured himself.
He might not be able to use it now, but who's to say he wouldn't in his future battles?
After a brief pause, he picked the most convenient item from the list...
The one that seed to offer the most straightforward benefit for the mont.
[Mystical Monocle of Skeptical Appraisal] : Grants the wearer the passive ability to squint judgntally at enemies, lowering their morale by 50%.
Adam's lips twitched.
It was a strange item given by one of his viewers... but it was the most useful one he could equip as of now.
[LordTee has donated an F-tier gift]
[You have received] 3 Soul Cores
[LordTee squints at the chanic item that he had given to the strear]
[LordTee says he dislikes chanical items now and will no longer give any!]
[Bird Hunter]: What's with the sudden hatred for chanical items...
[Revenant_Queen has donated an F-tier gift]
[You have received] 3 Soul Cores
[Revenant_Queen]: Perhaps it's because the Female chanical Body he gave last ti didn't live up to its full potential...
[LordTee looks away saying that it's just because such chanical items are not worth his ti!]
[LordTee defends himself saying that he has even better items!]
[Prankster of Kingdoms is saddened saying that he liked the strange chanical items...]
Adam let out a quiet sigh and shook his head, amused by the banter in the chat.
These viewers were a strange bunch, but their support was undeniable...
He was about to continue reading a particularly funny ssage when he sensed strange movents behind him!
A chill ran down his spine as he instinctively reached for his weapon.
Behind him, Cael had drawn his greatsword, the blade gleaming ominously under the dim light of the swamp.
The massive weapon was aid directly at Adam!
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