Fantasy Simulator

t feel weariness and went all-out in training.
This kind of dedication made others sigh with admiration.

Krudo had already been very diligent, but compared to Chen Heng, he did not seem like much at all.

Of course, the reason why Chen Heng trained like this was for others to see, especially Corripo.

For someone like Corripo, if there was nothing extraordinary about him, how could he get Corripo to pay more attention to him?

As for the weariness and pain from training, this was not much to Chen Heng.

In this world, apart from life and death, nothing else was a big deal.

Moreover, for Chen Heng, he was not afraid of death; rather, he was afraid of dying without having accomplished anything.

In his previous life, he had unexpectedly died from violence just as he had entered society.

Now that he had the opportunity to live again, he greatly valued the opportunity.

Even though everything in the simulation was not real to him, a portion of everything he gained could be brought back to his new reality.

As such, everything he did was so he could live better in the future.

For these things, temporary weariness and pain did not matter to him.

Time gradually passed.

Without realizing it, three months had already passed.

Over the past three months, the class of five students had been reduced to three.

Apart from Chen Heng and Krudo, one other person had barely been able to hold on.

However, this person was struggling and could barely keep up with them.

He would most likely drop out soon.

At midday, the sun hung high in the sky, giving off intense heat and light.

Chen Heng finished his classes, looked at Corripo leaving, and thought to himself.

“It’s about time…”

Over the past three months, he had gained a lot of information.

The Knights Breathing Technique from Corripo was not very complete, but he had taught much of it in the past three months.

From Chen Heng’s interactions with Krudo, he heard that Krudo had started to feel some abnormalities.

Calculating the time, it seemed about right.

He went up and caught up to Corripo.

“Mr Corripo,” he called out.

“What is it?” hearing Chen Heng’s voice, Corripo paused and calmly asked as he turned.

Looking at Corripo, Chen Heng deeply breathed in before looking quite uneasy, “Mr.
Corripo, there seems to be something wrong with my body.”

“Something wrong with your body?” Corripo paused for a moment, seeming to have thought of something.

He stood there and looked at Chen Heng somewhat expectantly as he said, “Can you describe to me what the problem is?”

“Yes.”

Chen Heng’s expression was somewhat unsettled as he met Corripo’s gaze as he said, “Back when I practiced the sword techniques that you taught us, I suddenly felt some discomfort.

“In my body, there seems to be a wave of heat continuously flowing about…”

His voice slightly trembled as he described a few of the most evident symptoms of Life Energy being stimulated.

Hearing Chen Heng’s words, Corripo’s expression finally changed.

“Very good.” Looking at Chen Heng, a trace of a smile appeared on his face, making him seem very happy.

He turned and said, “Come with me.”