Bored Gamer In Other Worlds Chapter 446
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"How long do I have to wait before I could fully digest the entire dragon corpse in my inventory, Nancy?" Our bored gamer asked after he had sent his clone body away to school.
It was obvious that he was going to take a while in devouring all his food since even one kilo of dragon meat has already taken him hours to take.
And to think that he has still needed to refine a huge part of that 1 kilogram of meat alone. Clark knew that he was in for a long long ride indeed.
"It would take approximately 4 years for you to completely refine that dragon remains, host." Nancy supplied with the answer.
"And what level would i be in that time frame, Nancy?" Our good gamer asked once more.
"You will have arrived to become a level 6 monster after 4 years, host." Nancy replied.
"I see. Good times are ahead of me indeed." Clark grinned and was already looking forward to great times.
One should know that at level 6, he could easily slay a level 8 expert with the use of his Supreme Ultimate Boxing Technique alone.
With more sign in rewards in that duration, there was a big chance for him to get even more op cheats and techniques sooner or later.
To this, Clark could offer no complaints whatsoever. All he needed was time to grow.
"No sense in dawdling around. Let me finish this one and eat another round of dragon meat immediately afterwards." Our bored gamer said and closed his eyes in peace.
Time seemed insignificant in the cultivation process. Clark refined in silence and he would have liked to sit in a lotus position at this time.
Unfortunately, this tiny apartment could not afford him that luxury. He could only lay down on the bed as usual.
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Hours went by and the clone body returned in the pink of health and no accidents whatsoever.
With the absence of Luna and the gang, Clark would have no more unforeseen excitements down the road.
A new morning arrived and...
"Good morning, Nancy. I want to get my sign in rewards please." Clark requested the moment he opened his eyes once more. The sound of his wrist watch alarm woke him up in time.
"Affirmative, host."
"DING!"
"Congratulations, host. You have received the Divine Elephant Immortal Physique!" Nancy announced in a happy voice.
"A domineering name. I like it!"
"I'm ready to take this reward into my body, Nancy. Shoot me." Clark instructed towards the system.
"Affirmative, host." The system replied. In a breath, a mighty power shrouded the form of our very own protagonist.
His body radiated in power and he had an illusion that he could destroy this whole city with just one punch alone!
"With this secret technique on hand, can i kill a level 7 expert already, Nancy?"
Clark asked as he assumed that this enormous jump in strength was enough to provide him means of slaughtering beyond a level 6 expert.
"Affirmative, host." Nancy replied.
"SIGH!"
"It's just sad that my clone body can't use this power."
"This op technique will not see the light of day in this world." Our bored gamer lamented in the end.
One should know that the true copy could only make use of mystical powers that were derived from the great daos and its deep understanding where one could influence the world and its external forces.
Unlike this special body Divine Elephant Immortal Physique which was only usable in the true body of Clark at this time.
The grave limitation of a clone body to remain a physical mortal has made this secret technique unable in the circumstances.
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Our good gamer wanted to keep his identity hidden first and foremost.
"I'm sure there will be some usable items for me." Clark was certain of this truth and so he continued to refine the dragon meat inside his belly. The night came and went in silence.
A new morning arrived and...
"Good morning, Nancy. I want to get my sign in rewards please." Clark requested the moment he opened his eyes once more. The sound of his wrist watch alarm woke him up in time.
"Affirmative, host."
"DING!"
"Congratulations, host. You have received A pair of knitting needles!" Nancy announced in a downcast voice.
"Hmmm... The usual bad rewards as expected."
"Thank you, Nancy." Clark said and summoned his true copy with a finger fell technique.
Before long, a freshly made fat Caden in uniform walked out from the hotel and unto the nearby school.
"I should also sell some valuables later on."
"This would alleviate the burden of Caden's family back home in the province." Clark mused in the solace of his small apartment. He intended to send monthly money towards Caden's family.
"Can you fashion me untraceable and newly crafted gold bars from that old dragon's possessions, Nancy?" Our bored gamer asked afterwards.
He was not taking any chances in getting the money or the gold be traced back at him.
"Affirmative, host." The system replied and several shiny gold bars were deposited into the inventory. This would get sold in the nearby cities and not here in Rodon later this day.
The transaction got completed and another day ended for our bored gamer. A few hours later and the sun rose on the horizon.
A new morning arrived and...
"Good morning, Nancy. I want to get my sign in rewards please." Clark requested the moment he opened his eyes once more.
"Affirmative, host."
"DING!"
"Congratulations, host. You have received 1 billion spirit stones!" Nancy announced in a happy voice.
"A significant find! Hehehe." Clark chuckled at this new item.
"Can i use these spirit stones to get a few power ups, Nancy?" He asked thereafter.
"Negative, host. As a monster, you can only devour flesh and blood in order to improve your level." The system replied sadly.
"FUCK ME!" Our bored gamer used his famous line and mulled about this disappointment for a breath or two. He got over it swiftly in the third breath.
"Well, i guess my fake leg injury should be healed by now."
"Time for me to go back to work in the pizza house." Clark said and sent his clone body to work. It was already the weekend and this was a good time to stay on Caden's schedule.
Sunday came and went afterwards. Then arrived Monday and back to school once more.
Time can become repetitive and in a flash, another week passed by. At its end, our bored gamer got a call that he wished would not come for him at all.
"Caden, get ready in 30 minutes. I'll be there to pick you up." This came from Luna Klara of course. Clark's hot girlfriend in name only.
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