Xu Huo's Conditions

Xu Huo's Conditions

Gao Xiaoyan was clearly no ordinary player with connections. Being related to the mayor alone wouldn't have been enough to make the players obey her.

"Mr. Xu, why don't you take a look at the training rooms here in W37?" After they stepped out of the elevator, Gao Xiaoyan led him to the nearest room, looking quite enthusiastic.

The walls along the corridor were made of a special transparent material, allowing them to see the training sessions inside. In the room Gao Xiaoyan had mentioned, a middle-aged man was fighting a mechanical Alien in the dark. Xu Huo watched for a while and realized they weren't simply sparring. The man was periodically hindered by outside forces—for instance, his entire body would suddenly go numb from an electric shock, the floor would abruptly sink, or he would be pulled toward the wall and pinned there...

"Simulated effects from props?" Xu Huo asked.

"Exactly." Gao Xiaoyan nodded. "You only gain experience through real combat. The fighting you do in Dungeons isn't nearly enough, and making a mistake in those situations could cost you your life."

"There aren't many geniuses, but fortunately, ordinary people can still improve if they work hard."

As she spoke, she continued down the corridor. Xu Huo followed, taking a quick look at the other rooms. They all simulated battles involving Abilities and props. Of course, the trainees weren't fighting real people, so whenever they used a prop, the intelligent system assessed in real time whether it and their Abilities had worked, then relayed the results to the robots.

It was essentially a simulation of real combat.

They stopped again at a room at the end of the corridor.

A young man sat inside. He had no opponent and was simply sitting there with his eyes