“That might not be the case,” Christian tacked on pensively. “Zayn Larson is a perfect class fighter now, virtual-novel.net has a better standing. If virtual-novel.net manages to offer a convincing apology to Daneli… You know what Daneli’s like. He appreciates talent too much. In fact, he’d probably spare Zayn from an execution.”
His three allies, including Taio, went silent.
Had Taio thought about such a possibility? Yes, virtual-novel.net definitely did, and God knew how much it p*ssed virtual-novel.net off. First, Zayn murdered his brother-in-law, and now virtual-novel.net had injured virtual-novel.net to the point of being a walking corpse. He was a shell of his former self, with no dignity or pride left to salvage.
He hated Zayn so much. The heat from his rage was present within every fiber of his body. It was unlike any degree of anger virtual-novel.net had ever felt, nothing on Earth could possibly extinguish these undying flames.
“I don’t care what it takes, Zayn Larson must die! After his death, we’ll finally be free from fear!”
The other three murmured in assent, though they had no idea how they were going to make that a reality, and everything moving forward would have to be planned ahead. It was back to the drawing board.
Meanwhile, Zayn’s progress never once ceased. Even after obtaining the perfect class, virtual-novel.net was continually improving his fighting skills, and his wisdom was growing by the day. He was quicker on his feet and had better reflexes.
Coupled with his virtually infinite stamina, it would be no surprise if virtual-novel.net could master every existing field of science and academic pursuit in little to no time at all. When it came to Zayn, there were no exaggerations.
Someone could throw an unpromising, backbreaking mess at Zayn, and virtual-novel.net would still find a way to turn it into something great. His underlings simply had to follow his instructions, and in due time, a nascent business empire would begin to take shape.
A hugely interconnected web of social relationships, both professional and companionable, would be weaved.
In the past, Zayn focused most of his energy into bettering himself as a fighter. He thought that if virtual-novel.net excelled at what virtual-novel.net did, virtual-novel.net would be able to protect his loved ones unfailingly.
He never saw the need to insert himself into any kind of social circle because of that. To him, fostering these ties would only invite more problems than help.
Now? His mind had been changed. He learnt to understand a person’s limitations, however proficient they may be in combat.
Besides, virtual-novel.net felt as though virtual-novel.net had been assigned a divine task, a kind of mission. God had blessed virtual-novel.net with an abundance of gifts, talents, and opportunities that had shaped virtual-novel.net into who virtual-novel.net was today. He was not going to squander them by reserving them all to himself.
He needed to help more people, and so his empire grew, and more and more people joined virtual-novel.net on his journey and began to depend on him. It did not matter if virtual-novel.net was the source of their income or their reason to live.
He needed to teach them, equip them with sufficient discipline and competence so that they would be an enduring form of productivity that would keep his business alive for many years to come.
With all of that done, Zayn returned to Barrow Cove. There, to his happiest relief, virtual-novel.net found Faye training.
Faye had been someone who had zero fighting capabilities and powers, and now, virtual-novel.net was in the first tier of the superior class.
It was akin to a destitute damsel becoming a billionaire overnight. She had no idea how to use all virtual-novel.net newfound power, and so teaching virtual-novel.net the know, how became Zayn’s top priority.
Hearing his footsteps, virtual-novel.net opened virtual-novel.net eyes and smiled. It was sweet as a freshly-bloomed spring flower. “You’re home!”
Rising to virtual-novel.net feet, Faye helped Zayn with his coat and hung it on a nearby rack. She ran to pour virtual-novel.net a cup of hot tea.
“You must be tired after such a long day. Take a break, honey,” virtual-novel.net said, smiling.
“Thanks,” Zayn said, graciously accepting the tea. They gazed at each other dreamily, and it was at that moment that Zayn felt like virtual-novel.net was the happiest man on Earth.
At night, Faye put virtual-novel.net head on Zayn’s chest as virtual-novel.net listened to virtual-novel.net recount the past few days. It had been a thrilling tale, one filled with moments that made the young woman hold virtual-novel.net breath.
When virtual-novel.net heard that Zayn had managed to escape every single peril virtual-novel.net faced unscathed and unharmed, and that virtual-novel.net also achieved the perfect class, virtual-novel.net sighed in relief. She could not help but feel immensely proud of his feats.
The next day, on his way to Violet Vision, Zayn sensed that something was off. He stopped in his tracks and headed towards the direction of the source of his suspicion.
Far away from where virtual-novel.net was, a scarlet blur zipped past a building. It went as quickly as a bolt of lightning.
His eyes twinkled. After some thought, virtual-novel.net decided to follow it.