Gravis looked at the man. "You seem unconvinced," he commented.

The guy harrumphed again. "No, I believe our teacher," he said, "but I just can't believe that you have thrown away your future in order to make money now."

The other nine kept themselves out of this, though they were on the burly man's side.

"Elaborate," Gravis said.

"You know exactly what I mean," the man said with a sneer. "To make money, you decided to artificially learn the Law of the Dead World. There is no other way. After all, no Early Minor Circulation Immortal can possibly comprehend such a powerful Law."

Not everyone knew that there were Immortals out there that understood the Law of the Dead World.

"What makes you so sure?" Gravis asked.

"Stop these meaningless questions," the guy said. "You're only here to make our weapons, not to defend your fragile ego."

Gravis' brows furrowed, and he looked at the teacher.

The teacher only kept himself out with a smile.

"Am I allowed to activate my Will-Aura?" Gravis asked the teacher evenly.

"Go ahead. As long as you don't kill or cripple someone, everything goes," the teacher said.

Gravis looked back at the burly man.

Yet, the burly man only laughed a bit. "Seems like your attempt of showing off your power backfired," he said. "You expected that our teacher would say that fighting is forbidden, right? Sadly for you, we are not conflict-averse."

His laughter continued. "On top of that, you decided to threaten me with your Will-Aura? Me? The one with the most powerful Battle-Strength out of everyone present?" he said, but when he saw his teacher's frown, he corrected himself. "Except our teacher, of course."

"I know five level three Laws, rookie," the burly man said. "If you want to have a go, simply say so. I'll gladly accompany you. Otherwise, hurry up and make our weapons."

Suddenly, Gravis relaxed as he looked to the side.

The burly man saw this as a sign of weakness and spat to the side. "Knew it," he said.

a while," Gravis

the

said. "This world was

away, but also a grandpa? Who the fuck takes 2,000 years to become an Immortal? Even the slowest among us only

the burly man, but

looked at the person with

their level didn't exist. One had to remember that a middle world could only count as a puddle. In comparison,

tiny puddle and jumped into the ocean, thinking that he's

initially heard the man's words, Gravis felt a bit annoyed, but the more that man spoke, the more Gravis' annoyance vanished.

annoying. Someone might even become a

insulted someone, it was

when a kid insulted someone, it

kid didn't know anything about the world, and the kid's mind had not been fully developed yet. They were talking about things they had no idea about. One couldn't fault such a kid for coming to

Gravis

had no idea what he was

sighed as he lamented about the stupid person. Initially, he had planned to teach him a lesson, to show him

Gravis decided against

do absolutely

Why?

what they could do better. If Gravis "faceslapped" this poor man, he would allow

Gravis give him a chance to

survive the higher world. Gravis could increase the man's chances to survive the higher world

nothing to

what kind of weapons

students sneered in arrogance. Sure enough, the forger

brows. This was not

different room inside the building, someone else

sighed. "This is not

Star God that had

was to show the new Researchers that there were taller mountains behind the horizons. Whenever a new Researcher appeared from the middle worlds, they had a high likelihood of being quite arrogant. After all, they could already see that 90% of Immortals in the city were weak. Additionally, they had just dominated an entire

world. He was supposed to humble them and show them that they needed to work

them play and feel powerful in

Star God sighed again. "Seems like my plan backfired.

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