《God's war》Recruitment 20: Beginning of the end
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Info:
Name: Alexander Wright
Age: 21
Sex: Male
Privileges: Recruit
Points:
Super point(s): 0
Overskill point(s): 0
Skill point(s): 0
Stat point(s): 0
Overskill: 1 / 1
Pocket dimension Lv.1
Skill: 2 / 5
Shock absorption Lv.1
Heat resistance Lv.1
Status:
Memory: 40 / 100
Processing speed: 35 / 100
Concentration: 39 / 100
Strength: 30 / 100
Speed: 30 / 100
Stamina: 30 / 100
Happily, I check my Stats one last time. They had grown tremendously over the last few days, now standing at absolutely inhuman levels.
One last check on the content of my Pocket Dimension, and I was ready.
After Victoria had brought me to Argus, she had brought me to a large gym, filled with many different obstacle courses, climbing walls, and many different training tools. None of those were meant for actual physical training, but instead to train your physical skills and familiarize yourself with your own body.
For the first time since all my Stats surpassed twenty, it had given me the chance to actually try out my body to its absolute maximum potential. After all, theoretically, I should already surpass any Olympic athlete. But don't start on surpassing them, I couldn't even come close.
Sure, I had my full capabilities during the fights, but training and trying out new things there wasn't something I was stupid enough to try.
But once I had the chance to actually try things out, and pay close attention to how I moved, I quickly started to improve. Actually, with the restriction, my physical capabilities were still within human capability. Even twenty-five points in a single Stat wasn't unusual for certain high-performance individuals. Sure, having these numbers in all Stats wasn't something achievable by normal people, but it wasn't impossible either.
But with thirty points in all my physical Stats, I was already out of human bounds. And once I started paying attention, I realized that I had to change the way I moved radically to realize my full potential.
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A few minutes after I started, someone had called out Victoria, taking her with them.
It took her almost two hours to return, at which point she brought me to an armory full of some of the most modern weapons I had ever seen, about half of which had been halfway disassembled or customized. But the number of Guns was actually surprisingly low. Instead, there were a lot more compound bows, crossbows, and every other weapon between dagger and halberd.
Supposedly, new soldiers were discouraged from using guns, since they would become less useful the higher they advanced in Tiers. It was simply a matter of missions becoming longer, making it harder to carry sufficient ammunition around, while bows and crossbows could be used even with improvised ammunition.
Now, I was lying in a bed, completely decked out in tactical gear any military fan would drool at.
Strangely, I was suddenly unable to sleep from nervosity. Maybe because it was the last fight, maybe because things had suddenly become a lot more real since it wasn't restricted to my dreams anymore.
Maybe, even though I had felt the increased Stats and Skills in reality, somewhere in the back of my mind I had still been telling myself that I had just gone crazy. That this all only happened in my imagination. But now that other people got involved, people I could recognize, people that I personally knew, these last few doubts, last few hopes, had been squashed.
But now, even if I tried to, I couldn't deny it anymore.
It took almost three hours and sleeping pills before I finally managed to fall asleep.
A moment later, I stood in the middle of a forest.
Quickly, I took a look around before concentrating on the quest marker.
With the fourth fight, the arena had changed drastically. For one, it had become exponentially larger, and the environment had become a lot more natural. With the fifth fight, there had come to be different areas, and with the sixth, even wildlife had been included.
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Of course, while the arena still got smaller over time, it had grown so much in size that, by the sixth fight, the message said it would take over a day to complete.
The quest marker had also been included since the fourth fight. Although I called it that, It was actually significantly less convenient. It was more along the lines of a strange and very inaccurate feeling of how close I was to the objective, appearing to me as a color from red to green in the corner of my vision.
Supposedly, almost everyone perceived it in different ways, through different senses, be it colors, smells, tastes, or even through touch. Victoria had said that it was a kind of synesthesia, just instead of seeing sounds as colors, our brains were translating that feeling for us to make it easier to understand.
Actually, it seems like I had been lucky that my brain interpreted it the way it did. Supposedly, it wasn't uncommon that the brain associated the objective with danger, making the feeling an unpleasant one. I was pretty happy with the fact that the objectives didn't smell like shit to me. Which was a common phenomenon if I believed Victoria.
Seeing that it showed red, my opponent was still far enough away.
I quickly made my way over to the largest tree in the area and took out two climbing pikes.
Running towards the tree, I take off from the ground, step off from the tree trunk and slam the pikes into the wood as high up as I can reach. looking down from my position, I see that my feet dangle already two meters off from the ground. A height that I wouldn't have thought possible if I hadn't had had the chance to try it first.
Once I was sure that the sickles could hold me, I pulled one back out of the trunk, and pull myself up with the other arm before driving the free pike back into the tree.
Repeating that, I quickly reach the lowest hanging tree limb, from where I quickly make my way to the top of the tree, giving me a rough overlook of the arena.
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