Chương 93: The Deathclaw

"Distribute the points automatically," Seung told the system, his voice steady. "Spread them evenly across all stats." As soon as the words left his lips, a surge of power coursed through him, his body responding to the increase in strength.

Seung stood at the edge of the square, his eyes scanning the city that had once been his home. Skyscrapers, once glittering with life, now loomed like silent giants, their windows shattered and streets littered with debris from battles long past. The war had left its scars, not just on the land but on the people who lived there.

Feeling renewed, he threw himself back into the chaos. The monsters were getting fiercer, and every battle tested him more than the last. His body was pushed to its limit, yet with every hard-won victory, he sensed himself growing sharper, more resilient. His mind, too, evolved with each challenge, his decisions becoming more calculated, more strategic.