Since my brother and I were passing the days playing card gas, ti seed to speed by for the first ti in a long ti, and with the two of us adapting to how the ga was played, it didn’t take long for our matches to get heated.
Not in a boiled-over-with-rage kind of way; surprisingly, the only thing that could do that were specific fighting gas. It was just a taphor for intense gas, and I am ashad to admit Brenden got the best of more than once after getting used to the ga.
That was wholly unacceptable to , and thus, the process of finding ways to cheat without being caught began. After a few days, I got so good at predicting and or knowing exactly what cards I was going to get next that I was practically unbeatable.
However, things got to a point where Brenden beca suspicious and forced to show him my thods, allowing to turn him into a monster at card gas.
Honestly, I wouldn’t be surprised if he wanted to plan out a Vegas trip once we got old enough to walk into a Casino…not that I couldn’t already if I used my talent, but it was the principle of being allowed into such an establishnt where we could take the House for all it was worth and walk out that was attractive to Brenden.
Given my current abilities, I began thinking more and more about obtaining certain championship titles that had been a pipe dream for during my career in the Origin Tiline. Still, all of that fell away the second I got the notification from Arkadia that Gnarnia had finished its upgrade.
At that mont, card gas beca secondary, and Brenden and I rushed to bathe in the Beta-Particles. It wasn’t that we were borderline addicts or anything like that; no, if I had to liken the sensation brought on by Particle Suppression, it was like having an unscratchable itch.
It would nag at the back of your mind for ages, always present and never fixable. Sure, Particle Water could curb that feeling as it would flood our bodies with alpha particles, but as we were on the cusp of Ranking up, it simply wasn’t enough any longer.
If there was one thing I had noticed after Ranking Up to Alpha, it was that my 6C body seed to crave particles desperately. It was almost as if I was a fish out of water or sothing, a fact that caused to drink down bottles of Particle water at regular intervals.
Unfortunately, apart from Slapping a bandaid on the issue, the only thing I’d be able to do is wait until the Descent of Arkadia flooded Earth with particles; only THEN would I get so reprieve.
Regardless of all that, the instant the two of us walked into the newly Upgraded Gnarnia, a sense of belonging washed over us along with the Particles, and it was a struggle not to sit down right there and Break Through.
Luckily, we were both prepared for this, and instead of jumping into things headfirst, we kept clear and level-headed; there was a plan that needed to be executed first, or else all our hard work would be for nothing.
"Shit, this is going to be harder than I expected," Brenden grumbled while walking alongside as we headed toward the training room.
"I agree, but there are steps we must complete first, or else that free stat boost we get from our Racial Classification will be wasted. Before we can go through our rank-ups, we need first to max out the stats we can do with our circulation skills." I stated while opening the door to the improved training room.
Although it appeared that not much had changed on a surface level, that was far from the truth.
Originally, all the workout equipnt was maxed out at Alpha-Rank, along with their modifications. Still, now that the Alpha-Rank equipnt had transford into Beta, we were allowed to strengthen ourselves naturally while in a particle-rich environnt.
The latter part of which was the reason we were in the room in the first place.
"You’re sure your experints are correct…right? It seems a little farfetched that all we need to expedite our Cycles is higher Grade particles than our Rank." Brenden asked as he changed into a pair of gym shorts and a tank top.
"Yeah, it’s a fact that I’ve proven multiple tis, so long as we use our Circulation Skills here and utilize Beta-Particles, it will cut our Cycle ti down by 50%, aning it will take us less than 12 hours to finish all 6 Cycles." Ignoring the skeptical look Brenden was giving , I brought up my Status and ran the number of cycles it would take to max out my Physical Stats to 45 points.
’I need to make up 13.75 points in both stats; at 0.125 points per cycle, that’s 110 cycles; divide that by six Cycles a day, and it’ll take a little over 19 days to reach 45 points.’
"It’s going to take almost a month, 19 days well…18.3 to be exact, but you’re gonna need a few more than that, so we can say a month from now we can do our Rank-Ups." With that said, I didn’t pay attention to Brenden’s reaction, but I found a suitable place to sit on the squishy wrestling-style mats we had laid out in the training room.
"Oh, and one more thing, I know it will be tempting to push forward with your Rank-Up since the process is similar to using a Circulation Skill, but do avoid it at all costs."
"I got it, I got it, sheesh, why are you so annoying?" Brenden chirped while sitting down not far from and closing his eyes so that he could begin his Cycles.
Thus began our daily routine: wake up, eat breakfast, spend ti with dad and acting like kids, go into the training room for 12 hours, co out when finished, eat, watch DBZ on Toonami, bathe, rinse, wash, repeat.
As such, that was how Brenden and I spent the bulk of February and the beginning of March.
Reviews
All reviews (0)