Spirit Bone Prayer Beads

[Morning, 08:19:09]

He Zhao sat cross-legged on his chair, looking up at the Electronic Clock above the blackboard, his expression somewhat helpless.

Morning self-study began at

[7:30:00]

, and Don had used that "demonic sound drilling into their ears" to send everyone into Dhyana at

[07:35:45]

.

This was his third Rollback to attend school. Before any Rollback, he had lasted forty minutes. The first time he Rolled Back, he had been unprepared and gained two minutes. The second time, he had devoted himself completely and gained one minute.

The third time—today's Rollback—he had still only gained one minute, reaching forty-four minutes, still sixteen minutes short of an hour.

Besides, that was with progress. What if, in the future, it became like practicing the Knight Squire Training Method, where after breaking through the sixty-minute limit, every tiny bit of improvement required several, even dozens of rounds of cultivation?

He was itching with curiosity about the Pure Cultivation Class, wondering exactly what they taught inside.

"Time to mess up a bear."

He familiarly found the wall a little over two meters high, studded with shards of glass, and vaulted over it with ease.

Beside Garden Residential District, at the mouth of the alley.

A man wearing a yellowish, Pikachu-like head covering and holding a knight's sword was quietly waiting for his prey to come to him.

Shield?

The last time he had bought a Small Round Shield, it was because he had wanted a safeguard against the black bear at a critical moment. After all, he couldn't exactly use his flesh-and-blood body to tank a bear paw capable of twisting rebar apart!

In the end, reality had proven that the Kasaya Bear couldn't withstand a single blow. As long as he found its weak point, one sword through the chrysanthemum was no problem.