Chapter 55: He won't make the same mistake twice

'This has to be some sort of a joke,' Mathew thought.

He could feel his blood stalling, reaching an all-time low in its flow.

A single drop of sweat squeezed out through the pores of his skin. It then trickled down his face, leaving a wet trail all the way down to his chin.

'ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?!' Mathew raged in his soul.

His face moved even so slightly, courtesy of his recovering strength. He was still a way off, but from how the state of his soul started to affect the state of his body, he was on a good way to recovering.

'I worked so fucking hard to decipher it all, only to gain the ability to see the system without any of that effort?!' Mathew's soul exploded with rage.

'I could take it when the merchants were messing with me,' he thought. 'I could take it when monsters I have never seen even two weeks into the apocalypse appeared on its first day.'

Mathew took a deep, long breath. And then, he slowly let the air out.