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Kill the Sun

Earth, thousands of years after the apocalypse. A boy with amnesia woke up in the middle of the Dregs, the worst part of Crimson Fungus City. The boy grows up and manages to become strong enough to pass an exam for one of the most prestigious jobs in existence, a Zephyx Extractor, someone that can harvest the powers of Specters. Zephyx Extractors have the power to travel kilometers in seconds, read minds, and destroy mountains. In this oppressive world, they are the only ones who can change their destiny. Sadly, the boy had already gained a power from a Specter in the past, which made him ineligible for the position. His dream was dead. Or was it? Join my Discord: https://discord.gg/EfePH46Aru If my patreon gets more than 1000€ per month, I will increase the word count of my chapters! Join my Patreon: patreon.com/user?u=27791050

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Chapter 132 – No Thinking

Nick looked at the four weapons with surprise and took off his own weapons.

"Where should I put these?" Nick asked, gesturing to his silver weapons.

"Just throw them in the corner somewhere," Reynold said dismissively.

This surprised Nick a bit. "No respect for the craftsmanship?"

Reynold shook his head in confusion. "Wait, what?"

"You know, treating weapons with respect," Nick said. "Manela told me that we are supposed to treat our weapons with respect."

"Why?" Reynold asked in genuine confusion. "They're objects. They're not alive. They don't care."

Nick scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. "Yeah, but Manela said that a lot of work goes into creating these sorts of weapons and that we should always treat them with respect."