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Arok had felt better in a few days, he took off his bandage and felt his body more energize, they still lived the village, though, the people were decreasing since they killed all the villagers.

Arok had puked several times until he felt tired of seeing everyone killed the villagers, he knew that he needed to get used to this scene, that was why he forced himself to see the process until he felt numb. He didn't have a cheat, he needed to work hard to make up for it.

The boss of the bandit, his name was Gavin, he had a big ax on his hand, though, it looked small compared to his body.

"Hahaha, Arok, you look like shit, a few days ago," Gavin came to them.

Arok was very grateful at least the bandit members were very kind of each other, it was like a pack, they cared to each other but they didn't care anyone else.

"Yes, boss, I need training more so I can help in the next raid," Arok said.

"Hahahaha, good, good, don't worry, everyone is like shit in their first battle, GANKO, COME HERE!!" Gavin shouted.

"YES BOSS!!" A man with a bald head and lost nose came to them.

"You look at Ganko, he lost his nose in his first raid, you're still better being stabbed by a knife," Gavin said.

Arok nodded at him, it was better being stabbed by someone rather than lost your nose, he would look very ugly, it was his blessing at least his face could be called rough handsome.

Arok also had a bald head, though, he was the most scrawny in this group, he needed to train more. He was also wondering if this bandit group could be called 'Bald Bandit' since everyone was bald.

Arok shook his head and continued to train, he held a machete on his right hand, even though, they had just robbed this village, it didn't mean they were rich.

They were far from being called rich but they had enough to eat and enough women to fuck.

Arok's machete was quite old but it was still very sharp. He raised his machete and swung it several times, he didn't have any experience to wield a weapon but it was still better rather than barehanded. He was wondering if there was a supernatural power in this world.

Arok had only seen everyone seemed more powerful than a normal human, especially his boss, he had seen how heavy his ax was, it probably could weight around few hundred kilograms or more.

There was always a loud sound when his boss threw his weapon into the floor.

Arok knew his knowledge from his past life would become a cheat for him but it was useless if he was being killed, he needed to strengthen himself. He tied a rock on his body while swung his machete, this was probably the crudest ways to train but he couldn't do anything.

Arok only knew some basic training to strengthen himself like running, push up, sit up, squat, and some weight lifting with a big rock. He also tried to familiarize himself with a weapon, he didn't see any gun in this group.

Arok could only find close range weapon, there was a sword, spear, ax, dagger, etc. He didn't see the bow, probably, it was too troublesome to use it.

Arok felt more urgent since he couldn't determine how was the power in this world works, it was fine if it only using a muscle or something but if there was magic? Cultivation? An item that grants a power? He felt that his training wasn't enough.

"FUCK!!" Arok screamed very hard and kept swinging his machete.

"Oi, what's wrong?" Arok stopped when he heard his friend's voice.

"Chris," Arok nodded.

"What's wrong with you? You train like a madman!!!" Chris said while looking at his sweat and rocks around his body, he didn't know why Arok tried to train himself so hard.

Arok shook his head, "Nothing, I feel like, I'm very weak now." He was both scared and panicked, he knew that everyone in the bandit group was very friendly but he knew this job was very risky, he needed to strengthen himself, he didn't want to be killed by soldiers or something.

Chris nodded, "It's good that you have the awareness that you're very weak now."

Arok could only twitch his lips when he heard his honest words.

"Is there a way to help me get stronger faster?" Arok hoped he wanted to know whether there was a way to strengthen himself as soon as possible. He didn't want to die after he was reincarnated into this world.

Chris tapped his chin and tried to think about something, Arok had a hopeful expression on his face.

"You know there is a story that I've heard when I was a drunk," Chris suddenly said.

"Drunk?" Arok raised his eyebrow.

Chris nodded, "Yeah, I've heard the story from the old members when they were drunk, one of them had said that they had seen someone who could kill an entire army with only his finger."

"Is that real?" Arok asked.

"Hahaha, of course not, he is being laughed by everyone after he told that story," Chris said while laughing.

"Who is he?" Arok wanted to know this old member.

"He is not active now, you can find him in the headquarter, his name is Sawyer, he is the grumpy old man who takes care of vegetable," Chris said.

"Sawyer," Arok needed to find this person, there was a clue to make him stronger, he needed to find this person after he came back to the headquarter, "Thank's, I'll continue to train Chris."

Arok swung his machete again, he needed to get stronger if he wanted to live comfortable in this life.