Still, any change was for the best…
Chu Bamboo didn't lack patience. In fact, if a single location, a single dungeon, could give him the feeling of constant growth, he could stick with it indefinitely. After all, his idol was the Ten-Mile Slope Sword God!
If possible, who wouldn't want to grind levels until they were invincible before leaving the starter zone?
One more time.
'Something doesn't feel right!'
Chu Bamboo rubbed the bridge of his nose, finally feeling a distinct fatigue. His heart, however, was still filled with joy. After three deaths this round, the exhaustion felt similar to having died twice before.
Did that mean, at this rate, he could probably last until he had died seven times?
Compared to five, that was an increase of two whole times, nearly a fifty percent improvement.
'Let's keep going!' Chu Bamboo jumped into the Fushui again.
However, this time…
