[The player’s talent level is at rock bottom.] [All your stats are deemed as trash.] Lucian looked at the screen and gritted his teeth. "Just my luck. I knew that would happen. Did I even awaken a Special Skill? Probably not…” However, Lucian looked a little lower, and his eyes glimmered. [Insight: You can see other players' status.] Lucian looked at his surroundings, and he saw a bunch of bright blue screens with a bunch of different numbers on them. 'This is it...! If I play this right, I'll be able to…' A new system message appeared in front of him, interrupting his thoughts. [The Tutorial will start in five seconds.] [5...4...3...2...1...] [The Tutorial has started.]
One week later.
Lucian was lying on the ground, sweat running down his forehead. He could feel his entire body aching as he tried to make the slightest movement. He had done it again. He had pushed himself to the limits of his current body.
He stayed in this exact position for a few minutes. His breath slowly calmed down, recuperating bits of energy here and there. Then, when he thought he was finally Lucian, he finally stood up and headed out of his private training room.
All the dwarves and other races that had been training in public in the training grounds looked at him strangely. Murmurs started coming out of their mouths.
"Is the one that already leaves this place as if he's going to die?"
"Yes, who knows what he's doing in there? It's almost as if he's harming himself."