That afternoon, Dridge arrived at Seraf as usual.

A month ago, Deres agreed to his request, promising to turn him into a brave "real man" - in fact, Deres said "I can make you hard somewhere".

Regardless of how bad this statement is, in fact, Deres is quite right in his thinking and approach.

As he said, Dridge is a top student in the business school, and he has never thought of doing anything with anyone, and his future goal is the Chancellor of the Exchequer of the Empire, which naturally has to be lip service, and this has never changed.

He firmly believes that there is nothing in the world that cannot be solved with money, and if there is, it must be that there is not enough money.

Of course, this was once the creed.

The trajectory of human growth is often an interesting circle, going through the seemingly standing still process of childishness→ maturity→ naivety. The former's transformation is growth, a farewell to the innocent boyhood, and everyone will experience it. The latter is not a degradation, but not everyone can appreciate it, or say that they are willing to accept it.

Deres is very glad that after he grew up in the first year of Jialan, he gradually 'degenerated', and instead of becoming a person who believes in that creed, an eternally mature and rational adult, he is still full of enthusiasm.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have stood up stupidly the day he saw Judy being deceived.

Fortunately, he stood up, and although the subsequent experience was ups and downs, it was gradually getting on the right track, and the happiness he has harvested now also proves how valuable his "irrationality" is.

But if there's one thing that's stuck in the throat, it's the scene outside the slums.

He hated the feeling of powerlessness, he hated himself at that time—fear was greater than anger.

The same was true of the subsequent battles, although he was angry, but the fear of the battle made him unable to even throw a punch normally, and even after all this time, he still woke up from his dreams from time to time and broke out in a cold sweat.

If Mu Yan doesn't show up one day, what will things look like?

He didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't want to think about it.

He knew that Judy had nightmares every night, and more than once he had felt the girl tremble with fear, especially since Barry had been released from confinement, and her nightmares had become more frequent.

Why not? So that's why he's here.

Although Deres said that if he prides himself on being a soft egg, then he can't find a few real men in the whole Jialan...... But he still wants to make himself more bloody, at least next time he can stand up and stand bravely in front of Judy with the courage and determination to burn jade.

So, he chose to do what Deres said, since he couldn't harden his fists, he made his bones hard.

For a month, he had to be torn to pieces by the Demonic Beast in the arena almost every day, and he was not absent once.

From standing in place for timidity at the beginning, unable to hold on for even a second, to now being able to maneuver with it for one or two times with the skills of an ordinary person, his progress has been quite obvious, after all, blood and death are the best teachers, which can quickly stimulate a person's potential.

Today is the final test.

He consulted Mu Yan that Seraf had some kind of switch that could remove the near-death protection, which was also his final step towards overcoming himself.

He wanted to test if he was really not afraid of death, or if his current courage was just an illusion of being strong and reckless in the past month.

The darkness of the moon chamber vanished, the light rose, and the familiar wilderness scene appeared to Dridge again.

Along with it, there is also a yellow-spotted fanged cat.

This bobcat, which resembles a leopard but not a leopard, and a tiger rather than a tiger, is a level 15 beast in "Twilight Era", and is not included in the category of Warcraft because it cannot use magic. But the Luokan people are not so finely divided, according to the conversion of strength, it is equivalent to a level 2 Warcraft, so it represents the corresponding commission of the Level 2 Warcraft in the Mercenary Guild.

And it's the more difficult kind.

However, as an unconverted ordinary person with only 60 health points in the game, Dridge only has an average stat of 5-6 points, and if he defeats this creature head-on in the game, although it is not enough to drop the golden apple, it is enough to brag about it on the forums for a lifetime.

But now, there are no spectators, no spectators, no savior gods and no others.

Only he and the other are about to have the most primitive, flesh-and-blood collision.

"Come on, big cat......"

He licked his lips.

After a month of contact, he was extremely familiar with each other, and even the actions that were foreshadowed when every hair on his face grew.

"Meow-"

The beast screamed heartbreakingly, and its body suddenly arched and catapulted like a sharp arrow.

As if anticipating its movements, Derritch dodged sideways in advance, but it was still no match for the 11-point agile beast, and his clothes were torn from his waist and left a trail of blood.

The wild cat's paws were stained with anything, and a wave of pain and numbness suddenly spread from the shallow wound.

The first time he was hit head-on like this, most of his waist was torn apart by the cat's claws before the near-death protection was triggered, and when he looked down, he could see the broken internal organs spurting out with the dirty blood, and one end of the intestines hung on the cat's paw, torn out several meters away.

And now, there is only one blood stain.

Dridge didn't have time to rejoice, so he pulled his leg and ran forward.

If he's not mistaken, there's something to use in this familiar venue.

The bobcat pounced again, but Dridge rolled sideways and sideways as if he had long eyes behind his back, perfectly avoiding the blow.

It meows in exasperation and bounces up as soon as it lands, leaving its prey alive in the slightest.

At this moment Dridge happened to roll to a rock, and crawled behind it, while lifting the stone with all his strength.

"Meow!"

The bobcat happened to appear on his left side, and Dridge ignored it, and suddenly exerted force in his hand, and with a roar of rage, the stone was completely turned upside down.

At the same time, the cat's paws stretched out in front of him, and at the moment when they were about to pierce his neck, two snakes suddenly sprang out from under the lifted stones, one on the left and one on the right, on the arms of a man and a cat.

Suddenly attacked, the lynx screamed and retracted its paws, but Dridge did not retreat. He abruptly completed the transformation from prey to hunter, pounced on the retreating bobcat, pressed the cat's head with his remaining hand, and bit it on its neck, tearing at its flesh like a wild beast.

The bobcat's physical defense was not high, and Dridge was in a state of exclamation and madness, and soon, salty blood rolled into his throat. Cat blood was like fish soup with too much salt, it was so foul that it was hard to swallow, but Dridge gulped and sucked, ignoring the fact that the two snakes were swimming on his back.

It wasn't until the bobcat stopped struggling and the snake bite wound on his back that Dridge realized that he had killed the beast with his own hands.

He grinned, his blood-stained face like a demon, but he smiled comfortably.

The snake venom gradually spread, and he began to lose consciousness.

In a trance, he saw the light and shadow around him fade like a tide, and the wilderness returned to darkness, and at the same time, a white figure appeared in front of him, reaching out to him.

He seemed to be wrapped in countless rays of light, and his whole body was warm and lazy.

Teacher Mu Yan won't let me die like this, right?

He thought to himself before he passed out.

In his words, it seems to be called a game accident, and I'm kind of a half-official ......

Before the thought was over, he lost consciousness completely.

……

……

Underground, seeing that the people on the light curtain were gradually falling asleep, Cha Cha patted his little chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

Dridge is really brave, and Judy has found a good man. She thought.

She glanced cautiously at Xia Mu in the curtain.

"Mr. Shamu, thank you for helping me."

"This is an execution order. As a second warning, don't abuse your admin privileges to change the default settings. ”

"Hmm......" Cha Cha nodded.

When Dridge forcibly turned off the NDE switch, she saw the instructions, which could have been corrected. But she had been instructed by Mu Yan in the morning, and at the same time, she had been watching Dridge's attempts to be fearless of death these days, so she planned to help him......

She understood why this man was suddenly so brave, because he wanted to protect his beloved.

Thinking of this, Cha Cha bit her lip.

"By the way, Erudite Mr. Shamu, can you answer me a question?"

"Yes."

"I have a good friend, but I hurt her...... That wasn't my intention, but, but, I hurt her...... How can I get her to forgive me......" Cha Cha whispered, her voice getting weaker and weaker.

It was as if Shamu had fallen into a downtime, or rather silence.

Instead, Nicole was so anxious that she stomped her feet in the back.

"Search your database, wood, find a way to talk to her, and let her talk about it! Girls are going to tell you about their hearts, it's time to open your arms and caress her gently! Are you going to be a one-minute Asasi warm man, or a cold wood for the rest of your life! Pick it up! ”

Shamu remained silent.

Time seemed to stand still, and Cha Cha waited anxiously for an answer.

"Perhaps...... You can write to her and tell her. ”

Shamu finally replied.