Chapter 205 - 205: Close Call
Chapter 205 - 205: Close Call
"AHHH."
"AHHH."
"AHHH."
The sound of heavy breathing echoed through the room, its source none other than a figure kneeling on the bare glassy ground, which was covered in hundreds of cracks, and filled with craters almost decimating the surface completely.
Long, deep gashes marked every inch of his body, and around him were various robotic parts, scattered across the floor.
Just a few meters to the side lay a robotic figure, its upper part reduced to nothing but a pile of mush, crackling with faint blue electricity.
It seemed the robot had been violently blown apart by a large amount of intense, raw energy, and Nolan remained on the ground, breathing uncontrollably, his dagger clutched tightly in his grasp.
He was injured, covered in blood and most of all incredibly exhausted.
Soon the AI voice rang out.
[The match has ended!]
[Congratulations to the user for defeating an opponent of strength figure Digit 3!]
[User's body is in critical condition. Training module will be disabled until the user finds a way to increase their stats.]
[Shutting down interface...]
The voice faded, and soon the lights in the room dimmed as the blue holographic interface in front of Nolan disappeared into thin air.
But he hardly paid attention to it.
All he could think about was the last move that had led to the robot's defeat, allowing him to win against an opponent with almost triple his own physical strength.
But it also came at its own significant risk.
[You almost got yourself blown apart.]
The system's golden notification panel appeared in front of Nolan, who forced himself to rise onto one knee.
Then, with much agony, he pushed himself upright, his hand gripping the wall at his side to steady himself.
[Majority of your bones are either cracked or close to it! You got too reckless!]
"Don't fret. They'll heal..." Nolan replied, his eyes drifting to the other side of the room where a smaller door was located.
He made his way forward.
When he arrived, he realized it was a bathroom, and immediately, he stepped inside, washing away the bloodstains that covered his entire body.
The cold water seemed to almost wash away the pain from his wounds, and soon Nolan exited, smelling less of blood and machine.
He quickly began putting on his clothes again, thankful he had taken them off before the fight.
He was pretty sure he would have ruined one of his uniforms otherwise.
Dressed, Nolan stood upright and moved outside.
It was already dark when he stepped into the night, and as he checked his runic device, he saw it was 9:45.
"Time moves pretty fast now," he muttered, raising an eyebrow.
He immediately started jogging toward his dorm room, soon turning into a phantom that vanished into the distance.
He still remembered Luna saying she would begin
If he had to face a two-star ascendant right after exiting the training room, he'd be in a dangerous situation, fighting with only 30% of his strength—something that wouldn't be enough against the immensely strong two-star ascendants.
"I'll be more careful next time," he said seriously, and Luna nodded in agreement.
Nolan rose from his seat and carried his dishes to the kitchen before heading to the bedroom.
The day will begin again at 7 and right now it was already past 11 and closing to 12.
He needed his rest to better prepare himself for tomorrow.
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