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[Thrust]

“Gobuk?!”

[Slash]

“Ork!!”

[Slash]

[Slash]

[Slash]

[Slash]

[Slash]

Americano swung a 5-hit [Slash] combo at the orc in one breath.

After unleashing five consecutive [Slash] skills, she let out her held breath.

“Phwah.”

She exhaled heavily.

My lungs hurt.

Her [Frail] body had accumulated high fatigue just from using the 5-hit [Slash] combo.

Cold air filled her lungs as if she had sprinted at full speed for several minutes.

Unable to support the tip of her sword, it dropped downwards.

“This won’t do.”

Still, it wasn’t useless.

[Slash] was powerful.

“Orrrk…”

Orcs are monsters with high endurance.

Hadn’t she experienced this in the Tower too?

A little cut wouldn’t faze them. Among them were orcs that would grab her ankle and throw her even with a sword stuck in their belly.

If there hadn’t been recovery after clearing, the Tower conquest would have ended right there.

The orc exposed to [Slash] blocked it with its race’s characteristic muscular body.

But [Slash] was a skill, and the caster who used the skill also physically moved to recreate the skill. The [Slash] skill manifested through cooperation between caster and skill became more powerful than when only activating the skill.

This [Frail] body already lacks strength.

The power correction effect given by skills was essential.

The orc cut by [Slash] had even its hard bones sliced through and fell to its knees.

“Sheeek… Sheeek…”

The orc was dying.

“Haa… Haa…”

Americano checked the information window floating above the orc’s head again.

[Orc Elite Warrior]

A monster that appeared on the 20th floor of the Tower.

It came out in the field and she killed goblins.

After killing several goblins, an orc that seemed to be the goblin boss appeared.

When she killed that orc, its orc friends appeared one after another, and as she kept killing them, it even summoned an orc elite warrior.

What a chain reaction.

But she won.

‘No more?’

This wasn’t the Tower, so even if she won, she wouldn’t recover.

She drank a fatigue recovery potion while keeping watch of her surroundings.

“Orc. Kill it.”

“…”

[Slash]

She swung her sword sideways.

The orc’s head fell off.

Americano was investigating Mount Gurumi in the west to find the gumiho.

Empty Fox Orb.

It says that if you use the orb, you can find the gumiho.

But after wandering around for a while, forget about foxes, the orb was just an orb.

It didn’t glow or burst into flames.

3 hours into wandering around.

Spending 3 hours out of the limited 3 days was too long.

Moreover, with only 2 days left after one day had passed, she started to feel rushed.

[Short-tempered] couldn’t bear this impatience and vented anger on her surroundings.

As her movements became fiercer in killing goblins and her sword strikes against orcs became rougher,

“Ooorc!!”

It became a mess.

The orc’s entire body was tattered.

Though her strength was weak, the [Slash] skill cut through the orc’s muscles. Even trying to split it in two down to the bone wasn’t easy as it resisted with its whole body.

But,

[Thrust]

The orc reflexively raised its guard.

She pierced through the orc’s neck, guard and all.

“Haa… Haa…”

Tired.

A smile spread across her lips.

But it’s fun.

In reality, she couldn’t move this intensely, let alone risk her life.

The thrill of possibly dying if she made one misstep with a body that felt like it would collapse from exhaustion.

The sense of fulfillment from seemingly freely controlling her body satisfied her.

Moreover,

<Information>

[Name] [CoffeeAddict]

[Gender] [Female]

[Alignment] [Neutral/Chaos]

[Job] [Swordswoman]

[Difficulty] [Grandmaster]

<Stats>

[Level] [21]

[Strength] [18] [Stamina] [30]

[Perception] [18] [Mental] [15]

[Magic Power] [12] [Luck] [11]

[Unassigned Points] [60]

Her stamina had improved compared to before awakening.

Of course, she had to control her strength accordingly.

From her experience, using more than 80 percent of her strength significantly reduced her stamina.

44 points added through training.

Thanks to it being a game, she was able to quickly improve her [Stamina] in just one day, but if you ask if she was satisfied, honestly she couldn’t be satisfied.

That’s because she could have trained more if she wanted to.

But she couldn’t just train during the limited 3 days.

She did a decent amount of training within the limited time.

‘Still, it would be difficult to go beyond this.’

Given that the maximum for stats was 100 points, there was a limit to how many points could be accumulated through training, and it varied for each player.

This was a part she had paid close attention to on strategy sites,

The upper limit of stats that could be accumulated through training differed for each person.

For example, breasts.

When she customized her avatar, she had pulled the breast size gauge bar all the way to the right.

But that couldn’t be used as a basis to infer breast size.

Full Dive was an innovative game that connected the game and real body through magic power.

Due to the nature of such a game, there were limits to the range of customization for the human body.

Individual perception and potential for growth.

The gauge bar in customization reflected that.

Because it reflected the growth potential of the human body, the end of the gauge bar could be said to be the limit of the potential of the virtual body.

To put it another way, for some people, even pulling the gauge bar all the way might not get them beyond an A cup.

‘Of course, there’s debate about whether it’s innate or includes acquired factors.’

There was no way to know the end of that debate.

Anyway,

Just as Americano’s breast size couldn’t be inferred through the custom gauge bar, the talent of the virtual body also varied from person to person.

Therefore, whether Americano’s stat limit through training was 30 or 40 could only be known by trying.

“Hmm…”

[Stamina] 30 points.

It took almost 20 minutes of running to train from 29 points.

With a [Frail] body, it was difficult, felt like dying, and even made her vomit, but it took 20 minutes just to gain 1 point from 29 to 30.

How many minutes would it take to reach 31, 35, 40 points?

At least as intense exercise as a gym rat, probably.

“Haa… Just thinking about it is tiring.”

She drank a fatigue recovery potion.

How many bottles is this now?

The rate of fatigue accumulation seems to be increasing as battles continue.

While collecting farming items from the orc’s [Loot],

Grumble.

“Am I hungry?”

She rubbed her stomach.

“When did I last eat?”

Come to think of it, she hadn’t eaten a single meal since logging into the game.

‘I should eat when I get back.’

She collected the elite mark, the proof of orc subjugation, and returned to the village.

Eating in virtual reality wouldn’t fill her real body, but her virtual body craved food. She wasn’t uninterested either.

Rather, she was very interested.

If it’s a virtual body and can deliver this much feedback through senses, it means she can eat to her heart’s content without worrying about cavities and belly fat.

In fact, this was quite a large part of why she wanted Full Dive.

The three basic human desires.

Sleep, appetite, excretion.

Human desire for food was so great that it was included among them.

The thought of eating delicious things without worrying about getting fat made her mouth water.

Rustle.

” ! “

She drew her sword and pointed it at where the sound came from.

A black cat appeared from the bushes.

“A cat.”

Cats are cute.

Americano, who thought wild cats were dirty and wouldn’t pet them even if they were cute, put away her sword.

The dirtiness in virtual reality didn’t matter to her.

She crouched down and held out her hand.

Her eyes met the cat’s steadily.

Its golden eyes were pretty.

‘Do I have any food?’

She searched her inventory.

Something a cat would like… Let’s see… There was nothing to feed it.

Then should I take it and feed it something?

“Here kitty kitty.”

“…”

She gestured for it to come, but,

It went back the way it came.

The cat left her side.

How disappointing.

“Maybe I should get a pet.”

This was a virtual world.

A world where it doesn’t matter if it’s dirty or gets dirty.

The hassle of raising a pet wasn’t a consideration here either.

As she recalled the alluring figure of the black cat while returning to the village,

“…”

Golden eyes watched her intently from behind.

[by. Tang So-hye]

[Hello, this is Tang So-hye whom you met yesterday. I’m contacting you because I’m worried if you’ve had any troubles during the day.

And I have some information I’d like to share about the current situation.

If it’s alright with you, I’d like to meet around 3 PM today.

If that time doesn’t work, another day is possible, so please contact me anytime.

The place is the entrance of the Trial Square, and I’ll be waiting for your reply.]

Today at 3 PM.

Entrance of the Trial Square.

A message came from Tang So-hye.

She asked for a reply if there was any intention to meet, but there wasn’t.

“It’s obvious it’ll be awkward.”

3 days… no, 2 days was too short to devise countermeasures. What could a player do within the game anyway?

For Americano, who had no connection to the game company or game development, there was nothing she could do except pray for someone outside to solve it.

She decided to enjoy the present rather than waste time on useless things.

“You fucking bitch.”

“…?”

Some middle school kid blocked her path with a vicious face.

“Give me back what’s mine!! How dare you steal my quest?!”

“???”

Not sure what the situation was,

The sword in her scabbard struck the middle school boy’s chin with a thwack.

He lost balance and fell, collapsing face-down on the ground unconscious.

‘A quest, huh.’

There’s only one.

The face of the middle-aged man came to mind.

But the kid who shouted to give back the quest was a student wearing a school uniform.

The uniform had realistic material and design for a costume, and the body was that of a middle school student just before hitting puberty.

It was a custom as if a real middle school student had been brought straight from reality.

“Custom?”

She wondered.

The facial features were realistic.

A natural appearance without any sharp edges.

Her attention was drawn to that unique feeling and the “quest” the kid mentioned, but she soon lost interest.

As she was about to pass by,

“My quest.”

“…”

She was about to ask what quest, but her words got stuck.

The [Outsider] that she was, “Hoo…” she loosened her stiff neck before speaking.

“What quest?”

“Fuck. The one you stole from me!”

“I, I saw you for the first time today?”

“What? You fucking bitch.”

The middle school boy’s way of speaking was familiar from somewhere.

She had only met three people in the game at most.

Rose, Tang So-hye, and the middle-aged man.

The way of speaking was like the middle-aged man she saw then, but this was a middle school boy.

Still, there was a strange feeling.

A suspicion of ‘Could it be?’ arose.

“Can you tell me what kind of quest it is?”

“You damn vixen! You killed me and stole it, didn’t you?! Are you going to keep pretending you don’t know, you bitch?!”

“…”

It’s an answer that makes you think a lot.

As he tried to get up with difficulty, she lightly tapped his head with her palm.

“Ow..! Why did you hit me!! Did I do something wrong?! Who ate my money and ran away?!”

“I, I didn’t receive any money from you? And, let me ask one thing.”

“What’s the point of answering? Will you give back the quest if I do? Do you know how much money I spent to get that! It’s money a whore like you couldn’t earn in a lifetime! You’d better spit it out if you don’t want to get sued!”

“…”

This kid doesn’t seem to grasp the situation.

“I don’t know who you’re mistaking me for, but I really don’t know, someone like you.”

“Fuck. Who are you taking for an idiot.”

This kid has no filter.

There’s no point in talking anymore. It would just be a waste of breath. Sigh.

“You, you were an old man earlier, why are you a middle school student now?”

“What the hell… What the fuck. Fuck… Why a school uniform. Huh? This is my school uniform?”

“…”

The name [Lee Jin-woo] was embroidered on the chest of the uniform.

Americano took out a hand mirror from her inventory.

As she showed something, the middle school boy named Jin-woo was startled and trembled once more at his own face reflected in the mirror.

“Ah, no, why is this…”

His violent temperament that had been flaring in all directions calmed down.

It seems he unintentionally revealed his true self.

Jin-woo’s facial expression, which had been revealed under the mask of anonymity, could be seen gradually softening.

“Fu, fuck? This shi…”

He also glanced at Americano.

Jin-woo’s face turned bright red.

Ah, he’s running away.