2 Chapter 2 : Return to Survival World
*Boom*
*7S
"Agh!"
James was running at full speed through the valley as explosions were constantly occurring.
He dodged the rocks and stones that were constantly falling down, the adrenaline began to flow through his body.
*15S
The earth was constantly shaking, causing him to stumble, he could already see a three kilometers away, gigantic explosions, a wooden Buddha a hundred meters tall and the famous Susanoo in Kyubi mode confronting each other.
*Booom* *Bang* *Bang* *Booom*
James' heart was beating faster and faster, his breathing speed was at its peak, he was running constantly as even the ground beneath him was breaking.
*20S
He never turned around, he just ran away, maybe no one else in this world knew the destructive power of those sons of gods of Madara and Hashirama, but he was a fan of anime, he knew that a fight between those two sons of bitches was no good for a weak cockroach like him, so he speeded up again.
*25S
But at the same time, the rock walls of the valley began to break down, falling towards James who was not fast enough to dodge them, a large rock then fell towards him.
29S
The rock was less than two inches from James' face.
30S
*Bang*
A red light enveloped James and made him disappear, the rock then fell against the ground.
. . . . . . . .
"Agh!!"
James lying on his bed then leapt with force while shouting in fear.
Feeling no strength left in his body, James fell to the ground, his body covered in sweat as he looked at the red interface in front of him.
[Congratulations to Travler James for surviving your trial world...
_Evaluation : E (Bad)
_Reward : 100PT
_Bonus : 0. ....]
[You win the title of Junior traveler]
Watching his reward James couldn't help but be a little disappointed, but finally looking back at the previous events, he couldn't help but sigh with relief.
"Now I understand why the mortality rate is so high."
Then he examined the new interface in front of him with three options.
_[Start]
_[Stats]
_[Shop]
James then pressed Shop, and in front of him appeared a long list with various items.
Containing magical and high-tech items but most of them were too expensive for the miserable points he possessed, he then pressed the stats option.
[Name : James Art]
[Specie : Humanoid]
[Title : Travler Junior]
Creature Rank: ☆
●Strength : 0,7 +
*Physical power and carrying capacity..
●Constitution : 0,6 +
*Endurance, stamina and good health...
●Dexterity : 0,8 +
*Agility, balance, coordination and reflexes....
●Senses : 1 +
*Sight, hearing, taste, smell, touch, thermoception, mechanoreception, equilibrioception, nociception, proprioception...
{PT : 100}
James looked at the interface in front of him for a moment, before pressing the (+) in front of dexterity, the basic information on Survival World was already available on the internet, James was already expecting everything he had seen so far, he also knew the strengths and weaknesses of each stats.
A weak red electric current then passed through his body before disappearing, then his hard-earned 100PTs disappeared instantly.
"Huh? I don't feel any difference."
James waved his arms for a moment and then did some stretching, but he felt no sign of improvement.
"Wait, that's right, in the beginning you can only use two percent of your might in our world."
Then he sat down and looked at the clock and saw that it was 3:17 p.m., barely 1 second since he entered Survival World.
He thinks for a moment before searching his house and more specifically his mother's old belongings.
And he quickly found a wooden box containing a Glock 23 of S&W 40 caliber with the bullets carefully deposited in the box, he reloaded the gun, then returned to sit down on his bed.
His mother was an avid shooter who liked to spend her Sunday afternoons at the shooting range, she had paid for the gun despite James's father's protest and hid it somewhere in the house, but all this had not escaped the eyes of little James who liked to snoop around the house.
His mother loved that gun so much, that shortly before her death she said to him in all seriousness:
"If anything ever happens to me, I want you to bury this gun in my grave."
Seeing his mother's serious expression at that moment he could only nod his head.
Remembering this, he sighed at first with sadness, then put the gun on his belt and hid it with his clothes.
"Hope makes you live, you have to be a little crazy in your life."
Then James pressed Start without hesitation and lost consciousness again.
If anyone else saw what James just did, they'd probably call him crazy.
Survival World was no joke! The mortality rate was monstrously high, it was already a miracle to survive the first world, so why commit suicide by going to the second?
Most people who manage to survive the first world simply sell the points they've earned and don't go back.
And especially as James went back to Survival World twice on the same day, no, the same time, it was completely suicide, it was like doing two marathons and two university exams at the same time, it was extremely hard on the body and mind.
