After killing just one beast in the third zone, people probably would have reached level twenty in the class system. Unless they had stolen a bunch of weapons from others, they wouldn't have enough strength and skills to lift a dart-like that. Even if they used all of their points as strength.
Despite that, Rain was able to complete that ga ten tis. He could have done more by using Limit Breaker and Magic Boost, but he decided to stop at that because Seara and Terra also finished the ga ten tis and because the chaleon man stopped revealing anything new.
As Rain, Terra, and Seara continued to conquer the darts ga, sothing peculiar unfolded. With each successful throw, the chaleon man's deanor shifted. Initially friendly and talkative, he began to look more reserved and less friendly. It beca increasingly apparent that the cheerful facade was a mask that slipped away with each victory.
The more they won, the more the chaleon man reluctantly shared fragnts of information. Rain noticed a subtle change in his expressions – a mix of frustration and apprehension. It was as if each successful throw intensified the burden on the chaleon man, and his reluctance to disclose details about the place deepened.
As Rain, Terra, and Seara continued to press for answers, the chaleon man's reluctance grew more apparent. The friendliness initially displayed now waned, replaced by a palpable tension. It beca evident that he was not an NPC or a programd spell; he was a person doing a job under the control of the enigmatic being overseeing the prison.
"Well… this is kind of worriso," Seara said as they moved away from the stand, and she looked at the chaleon man. "To think that he was in our position once and gave up on reaching the next zone."
That was what the man told them… according to him, to reach the next stage, they had to challenge the king in the castle. The chaleon man tried to reach him, but While the battles there weren't to death, the enemies still killed him ti and ti again… whenever he died, he would find himself outside the castle completely fine.
The sa thing happened to a bunch of other stand owners… they eventually gave up on the fights and decided to live there in peace; they could get anything they wanted, but there was a catch. The city only existed when newcors arrived. Back in his ti, people would co only every several months.
After they would spend a year there, they would receive the chance to work for the king… they wouldn't age, and they would lose their right to challenge the king. So, they beca pretty much eternal… However, they always had to work… which ans…
"So… they are trapped here forever?" Terra asked. "If no newcor is in the castle town, ti freezes for them?"
"Yes, it is a ti trap," Rain said. "They probably can't exist anywhere since they beca a part of the town."
"How is that possible?" Larisa asked.
"They can create conceptual weapons. They should be able to easily convert a living being into a part of a spell and make it exist only within the limits of the spell," Sakaki explained. "It is like converting one's mind and body in a computer program."
"... That is quite unsettling," Larisa said.
"Look at the bright side, they will exist forever and won't suffer any harm at least until the spell exists and it is full with mana," Sakaki said. "As long as they do their job, they won't have to worry about anything… their potential ended, though."
According to the chaleon guy, so people suddenly began to work there, even though they had never appeared there before. Now and then, they exchanged their stories, but that was sothing that he couldn't tell. Only the person involved in that story could say anything. That was another rule of their job, they could reveal information, as long as people won in their gas.
"Well, what now?" Terra asked.
"What now, indeed…" Seara said. "The gas can be completed many tis, but they will get harder. I counted around three hundred of them. Soone like us will have the chance to earn around fifteen thousand points by doing each ga ten tis but after that."
It beca very obvious of the rising stakes and complexities surrounding their predicant. The chaleon man's revelation about the ti trap and the perpetual existence of those who chose to serve the king in the castle shed light on the intricate web of rules governing the place.
The trio realized that the more they stayed in this mysterious city, the more formidable the challenges would beco. Each completed ga not only increased in difficulty but also posed a threat to their limited ti and resources. They all shared their concerns but kept playing other gas while they waited for the others to gather intel as well.
Rain, driven by a combination of curiosity and strategic thinking, contemplated his next move. He desired to collect samples of the weapons they encountered, leveraging the synergies between the two systems – the class system and the path system. The paraters from both systems added depth to his understanding, making him stronger as well…
However, Rain was also pragmatic. The prospect of completing each ga thirty tis to achieve both victory and obtain weapon samples seed difficult. The ti-consuming nature of such a task raised questions about the feasibility of their long-term stay in the city.
"In the previous zone, we could beco stronger by killing the beasts as much as we wanted and could, but this ti, we are limited by the ti," Rain said while checking his paraters."
"We can share information with each other about the gas to improve efficiency, and we can also focus on the ones we are good at," Terra said. "The gas can only be used by one person at a ti though… three hundred divided by three thousand.
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