Our bored gamer just stood there but the same could not be said to Marcus because the handsome boy attacked in the first opportunity he got.

"PEW!"

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"PEW!"

"PEW!" The marble sized items sought for impact unto the static form of our very own protagonist. It did not target any vital parts but only at both legs and the chest of Clark.

The latter accepted it like a true man and expected for some good rewards after the initial pain that he would receive.

"BANG!" A sad big figure was discarded and made into a flying human ball until it almost struck the eatery in the distance.

Fortunately, a transparent shield blocked the body before it could do any damage in the place.

"HAK!" Clark almost threw up his breakfast but he hardened his throat to prevent such a thing from happening. One should know that he had taken great efforts in eating his meal earlier.

He rolled to his back and took stock of the pain on his body.

"DING!"

"Since the host has taken damage from a metallic source, he has learned the technique called Hardened Tungsten Skin." Nancy announced in a happy voice.

Name: Clark Colter

Cultivation: 1

Techniques: Frog Breathing Art, Universal Language Decoder, Runner's Legs, Extreme Mortal Physique, Hardened Tungsten Skin

Inventory

Hint: The Automatic Upgrade System can instantly upgrade the user's skills and abilities.

'Hmmm... My cultivation is upgraded to level 1.'

'I guess this Hardened Tungsten Skin is stronger than all of my skills combined before.' Our bored gamer commented on his new status.

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"Is it over?"

"Well, that was fast."

"Fuck this arrogant piece of shit!"

"Marcus Ryan struck again!" The audience conversed amongst themselves as they saw no hope in seeing a comeback at all.

Marcus was just too overpowered at this time. But all of them were dumbstruck at what they witnessed next.

The older man they knew only as Kian Fisher stood up with no fear on his face whatsoever but wore a happy smile instead.

"Thank you for the gift." Clark nodded towards his adversary. He could not have made this fresh improvement if not for the help of the handsome boy in the distance.

"I must admit that you are strong. Let me show you more of what I can do." Marcus replied and he was not at all bothered right now.

He felt excited in brandishing more of his power in front of the Master Sergeant and this batch of guardians in training.

Truth be told, Marcus was tired of stomping on helpless ants in this facility. He loved the challenge that our bored gamer represented before him.

"PEW!"

"PEW!"

"PEW!"

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...

Dozens of small marbles sought victory in the next instant. Same as before, Marcus did not pinpoint the fatal parts like the eyes and such.

Every guardian trainee was a treasure of the Alliance. Marcus knew this more than any other recruit since he came from a long respected military family.

"DING!"

"DING!"

"DING!" A special sound created by metal hitting on metal was heard by all. They saw that our good gamer only took multitudes of attacks like feather strikes on his body.

He never felt them at all.

"What the fuck!" Everyone was stunned at this time. But perhaps the most affected of them all was Marcus Ryan himself. He knew how strong this barrage of attack was.

This could even easily rip to shreds an armored tank and more.

"Please try harder." Clark requested to his opponent. This was a rare opportunity to upgrade and so he was not about to waste such a grand event. And so he taunted while he could.

The ability of the Hardened Tungsten Skin was displayed at this time. Our avid gamer's skin and even his hair and eyes were covered in a mysterious grayish white color.

He definitely looked more than human at this moment.

"You...!" Marcus wanted to unleash hell unto this his enemy and so he accepted the request in full. He did not care if this Kian Fisher would live or not in the aftermath of his attack.

"Metal Spikes!" Marcus roared and a rain of 10 inches long metal spikes rushed unto the eerie body of our very own protagonist.

If this attack would succeed, it was not an exaggeration to see an ugly porcupine death this early in the morning. Alas, most would be disappointed if this was the result in their minds.

"..." Some of the guardian trainees looked Master Sergeant Davis since they expected him to stop this battle before it could ever get serious but alas, the latter merely stood there with a calm and composed face.

Unbeknownst to these guardians, there would be an instant barrier that would pop up at the earliest advent of demise. But this would only cover the head of anyone in danger.

Particularly the brain. The technology of the Alliance has already reached such heights that it could already regenerate almost every part of the human body.

Sadly, the brain remained a deep mystery that they had yet to uncover.

"DING!"

"DING!"

"DING!" The metal spikes were strong as it forced our bored gamer to tumble down because of the force of these projectiles. But there was no pain or damage to be had.

Clark only felt a ticklish sensation all over his body and nothing else. The rain of sharp oversized needles stopped and then our avid gamer stood unscathed in the ordeal.

Perhaps the only bad thing about the exchange was how his green uniform was torn to pieces in the ordeal. One could only imagine how strong Marcus' metal spikes were.

"That was only good for a massage. Don't you have anything more to give me?"

"Maybe I should just end this and make you sleep for the day." Our bored gamer teased and resumed his measured steps towards the stunned face of Marcus.

Clark walked but the closer he got, the easier he noticed something weird in the faces of almost 2,000 boys and girls.

The 18 year old boys were trying hard to mute their laughter while the 18 year old girls covered their eyes with two hands.

It did not take long for our bored gamer to solve the mystery that was before him. He looked south and saw a gigantic sleeping mammoth between his legs.

"FUCK ME!" Clark could not help but curse out loud.