Overgeared

As soon as he finished eating, Agnus felt the need to investigate his symptoms. His Internet browsing history looked somewhat like this:

Mana IRL. Skills IRL. Game abilities in real life. Status window showing up in real life…

“Hmm...”

Agnus realized he wasn’t crazy after all. Demonstrating in-game abilities in the real world was no longer something only possible in fiction.

‘The stories of people implementing the skills learnt from games in real life have received public attention for a few years.’

There were quite a few articles about people saying that their eyesight has improved while playing games. The game they were talking about was, of course, Satisfy. Slowly but surely, Satisfy was influencing reality.

“...Someone also mentioned that they could see their status window in real life.”

This was just a claim made by an anonymous person on the Internet. Everyone thought it was a troll so they didn’t think too much of it.

Agnus found that person’s username and sent them a private message.

-Do you still see the status window nowadays?

People who delved so deeply and for so long in the online community that they only saw the sun on a screensaver were affectionately called “mom’s basement dwellers.” The user Agnus was talking to was one such person. Why?

-Of course.

Because they replied immediately.

Agnus felt relieved. He began typing back.

-Have your class and levels from Satisfy been transferred into reality?

He really needed to know this. Agnus was only level 1. It was important to know whether everyone else was in the same boat as him.

-What?Are you an idiot?

“......?”

Why was he being insulted? Agnus was a bit taken aback and reflected on what he had said. Did he offend the other person in any way? Agnus had almost zero social skills, so he wondered what he’d said wrong. However, no matter how much he racked his brains, he couldn’t pinpoint what he had done to upset the other person.

In the end, Agnus asked them directly.

-Why are you calling me an idiot?Did I say something wrong?

- LOOOOOL. I am calling you an idiot because you are one.You’re sending me a message like that at this hour? Lmao, that’s jobless behavior.

“......”

Agnus had never really interacted with someone who spent that much time on the Internet, so he was confused. However, he was serious, and he wasn’t the type to give up so easily. He hadn’t become a first-generation high ranker for no reason.

-I understand why you’re wary of me.If you change your mind later, leave me a message.I can also see the status window in real life, so we could perhaps help each other.

-You have mental issues.

recipient has

“......”

single muscle on Agnus’ pale face moved. He looked like a statue carved out of ice. He accessed

need to figure out

a first-generation high ranker, he was patient and calm, so he quickly regained his composure. He slowly

didn’t was not something to be underestimated. He didn’t want to miss out on the opportunity he had right now. Despite all the suffering

***

“It’s gorgeous.”

admired Chris’ playstyle, which consisted of swinging his greatsword through

target, it generated a tsunami-like shockwave, destroying the entire surrounding area. Blocking his attack was pointless. It was hard for the cultivators to escape its aftermath even

blocked the greatsword’s initial damage, the unstoppable pressure shattered the shield and damaged

like the gravity inside the shield became tens of times stronger. The eyes of the cultivators swelled like they were about to pop any second now, and the blood vessels in their eyes burst.

ancient legend,

went in too

committed himself to the river of reincarnation. He’d chosen to stay by Chris’ side because he was fascinated by Chris, who had the qualities of an ideal fighter. He wasn’t afraid at all of jumping head-first into danger and

even exist in ancient times. Chris wasn’t at all intimidated

exactly what I

dodged everything. Those were the senses of a Transcendent. This was a way to maximize the strength of Tzudan’s Successor, a class that increased

Chris’ face as he got

“......”

eyes in surprise. The greatsword in Chris’ hand let

energy and mass of the weapon caused a strange phenomenon. A gravitational pull seized the great ascension cultivator’s shield, sucking it in. The shield made a screeching

“You!”

down the cultivator’s spine as he released chains from his mouth. This was his innate treasure, which had been refined for tens of thousands of years. The moment the chains made contact with a target, they would trap them and seal their spiritual energy. This was a

player. In fact, he rarely lost a fight against other people. He had a lot

experience fighting for his life than a cultivator who had lived for tens

approaching whip, he kept charging toward the enemy. Just in time, the

Tzudan admired him.

the

lay in the passive skill called Five Steps. Chris would follow the footsteps indicated by Five Steps and reach the point where he could unleash the most devastating attack on

reached only one of

Baaaang!

a lot more attack power after he completed the Five Steps and it struck the cultivator’s shield. It had the

weight of the sword so he collapsed on the ground, though he was at least still

as he coughed up blood. He couldn’t believe it. Spiritual energy was flowing through his meridians. The body of a great ascension cultivator was stronger than any metal. But now, he was severely injured. His intestines had

was surprising was that he’d taken damage despite blocking the enemy’s attack

cracks in the shield. He couldn’t believe that his shield had shattered in a single blow, but it wasn’t that big of a deal. The cultivator just

have done that. He should’ve

Baaaang!

approach the enemy. Chris had pursued the cultivator, and had done so very quickly. He kept hitting the cultivator’s shield over and over again, and the

at him. She’d been teaming up with Chris for the

did the cultivator realize that he should have escaped using Earth Escape Arts. However, his head

“You guys!”

off, still resisted fiercely. He dug a hole deep underground using a technique or treasure of some sorts and desperately fought back. Both the cultivator and Chris

cultivator was alone,

fired by a machine gun. Yura