章節 96: Ambush and Intruders

The clone Stark summoned was an exact replica of his body, face, and even clothes.

He sent it toward the black door as his [Focus] skill warned him that something was immensely wrong.

But there was a slight problem to that plan of his…

HOW WAS HE SUPPOSED TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENS ON THE OTHER SIDE?

Sending a clone was nice, and he would know if it died, but he actually needed a way to prepare for whatever awaited him on the other side.

He stood there for thirty seconds, rubbing his chin and wondering what he should do until…

[Close your eyes.]

'…?' a panel appeared before him, and Stark was confused, how could a panel unrelated to skills or anything suddenly appear?

But it was until looking at his clone that he noticed something: it was turning its head slightly toward him, its eyes locked on his figure, a small smile on its face.