50 Hours

Atticus gazed at his stats with a neutral stare as he made his way out of the room.

It was always very disheartening to work hard and at the end of the day see minimal progress.

Yes, gradual improvement was the path to strength, but Atticus also believed that if one didn't train efficiently and in the right way, they would simply be wasting their time.

The level 3 elements that Atticus had been trying so hard to increase had all shown a slight improvement.

Atticus hadn't been expecting mind-boggling progress, but if this was the result of just one hour of training, no words could describe how happy he felt.

The space element, in which Atticus had been struggling to increase his exposure number, had increased significantly in just one hour of training.

Many might see one or two points as insignificant, but Atticus, who had been the one doing all the training and suffering, knew how much of a milestone this was.