Jareth's training room.
Jareth wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel and stretched his body to relax a bit.
'Sitting on one spot for continuous meditation is really a difficult task… My legs are feeling quite sore from this five-hour continuous training session…'
[Active Heal!]
To get rid of the soreness in his legs, Jareth used Active Healing once again. (Bro is literally spamming the forbidden technique on random things…)
For other's, using 'active heal' is a last-ditch effort for survival, but for Jareth, this was merely an auxiliary skill that he could use at any moment, without worrying about the consequences.
Ignoring his own extravagant usage of 'active heal', Jareth opened the lottery panel.
'Now that I have ten thousand CP, I can do two silver lotteries, but…'
Jareth's eyes fell on the golden lottery,
I have tried to put terror and fun in one chapter to show the irony of this world.
In one place, the others are happily watching memes, while on the other place people are being slaughtered without any care in the world.
How ironic~