There were levels among the watchers: Low, Mid, and High. There were tens of thousands of low-level watchers spread across the world. There were about 9000 mid level watchers, and only 200 high level watchers, a number which was fixed unlike with the mid-level and low-level watchers.To become a low-level watcher, there were only two ways. One must either have a direct family member among them and their recommendation, or they must take a certain dare test to prove themselves worthy.Now, the low-level watchers weren’t necessarily fighters. They could be hardworking businessman or just fat rich brats who knew nothing more than eating, sleeping, and fucking. However, if one wanted to become a mid level watcher, they needed to go through the trail, which was called the Demon Trial held in the Demon Dungeon, the one that Jim was currently going through.Anybody among the low level watchers who had successfully managed to leave the lowest level alive were allowed to become the mid level w
“I don’t plan on dying in this place, so don’t worry,” Jim told her and then shoulder-bashed the door with all his strength, breaking his way through and pushing the two opponents on the other side of the door down to the floor. The red-colored smoke of the grenade was still very much floating in the air in that closed space, but the zombified opponents didn’t seem to be affected by it at all as two more of them came rushing into the room. Jim rolled over the door and kept his center of mass low as he sliced the dagger and cut through the ankle of one opponent, making him roughly crash forward on his face. The second zombie jumped onto him and clawed at him and tried to bite him. Despite getting saliva spilled in his face, Jim stabbed the opponent multiple times, but to his shock, the opponent seemed unaffected by it, and he managed to bite on the ear that was previously shot by Stanley. Though Joe had helped him recover the lost part of the ear, the pain from back then was felt aga
The zombie girl put the dagger on Jim’s throat and slightly grinned, “Goodbye, Zero.”“Let go of him,” the little girl stepped out of the bathroom with the grenade in her hand.“Heh,” the zombie girl snickered. “Do you even know how to use it?”The little girl pulled the pin and rolled it toward them, shocking everyone. The zombie girl immediately ran, and Jim also tried to run away, but the two zombies still tried to drag him from behind. They didn’t seem to care about the grenade at all. The little girl ran back into the bathroom.Jim also desperately tried to get the hell away from the grenade, but with the two zombies restricting his movements and not letting go of him even when he kept stabbing their arm with the dagger, there wasn’t much he could do.BOOM~~!!The grenade exploded with Jim only eight feet away from him. The two zombies shielded the impact. Nevertheless, Jim felt the shockwave hit him harder than anything had ever hit him in his life. He was sent into a state of s
“Who are you? Why did you try to kill me?” Jim asked the eight-year-old a straight question as he didn’t feel safe around her. After all, she had thrown a grenade at him, and he could have easily died back then.By God’s grace, he managed to survive. And so, he didn’t want to trust this girl anymore.“You’re doubting me after I saved you?” the little girl said.“Saved me? You call that saving?” Jim’s jaw hardened. “Are you fucking with me right now?”Seeing the anger rising into his eyes, the little girl’s heart shook for a second. “I-I’m Natalie. I’m a fourth grade student in Saint Charles high school. It’s been at least a couple of weeks since I came here. I’m not an adult, so they allowed me to take the survivor path even though I haven’t won 30 fights yet. And they gave me the bombs. I won two fights till now with the help of the bombs.”Jim frowned. “That still doesn’t explain how you were able to easily pull the grenade pin. Where did you get that strength?”“AFter they made me
Jim kept walking down the corridor until he reached rooms starting with Z. He kept going, wanting to see what would come after Z, but to his disappointed rooms started with AA, BB, and so on. “Just how far does this thing go?” Jim could only wonder at this moment. He was about to use the master key to open room number AA1. [Are you sure you want to do that?] Joe’s voice rang in his mind, stopping him. [What if the difficulty level of A1 and AA1 are much different? Will you be able to handle the person inside this room? What if they chose to attack you regardless of what you say?] “If I keep thinking about all those things, then I’ll never be able to open a door,” Jim put the key in the hole and twisted it. He opened the door but didn’t enter. There was a giant man sitting on the floor by the wall. He was so big, Jim remembered Stanley for a second. This man had a thick beard and many scars on his face. He was bulky and muscular like a war horse. “I’ve been so lonely because they w
Jim was sitting by a wall inside his new room and was staring at the wall opposite to him. There were four options available for him as per the items fixed the wall suggested. One item was robotic arms. If he were to choose them, his real arms would be fortified by the mechanical power of cyborgs. Another item was robotic legs. This would replace real legs with mechanical ones but would grant a lot of strength in return. The third item was gut strings, where a person’s gut would be alerted so that they would be able to shoot strings out of their belly and use them to travel around and kill people like a spider would. The fourth one was a book titled Ancient Martial Art. “So, I can select one out of those four, huh…” Jim uttered. “Yes,” a robotic female voice spoke through a mic in the wall. “You can think of it as a gift because you’ll need to get stronger if you want to keep winning.” “I don’t want to mess with my body, so I will choose the book,” Jim said. “Ancient Martial Ar
Jim got up to his feet despite the unbearable pain in his chest. Though the old man realized that, he didn’t stop or turn his head back. He kept walking.Jim took a couple of steps forward. The pain proved too much to bear, and he gasped for air and then lost consciousness and collapsed forward.The old man stopped by the door and shut it from the inside. He turned around and observed Jim. “Mm…he’s at least got the determination to not give up. You need that much if you want to reach a high level in the realm of martial arts.” He used his foot to turn Jim’s body to the other side. And then he poked Jim’s chest at multiple spots. “Now that I’ve released his energy channels… he should feel a lot better when he wakes up.”He then picked up the martial art book, went to the side, sat down, and began to read it upside down.A few hours later.Jim opened his eyes, only to see the old man coming out of the bathroom.Jim’s heartbeat raced at once, which made him touch his chest because he was
As night fell, three young men who had their eyes on Bob’s house for hours finally began to approach it.“Bob Shriner… his paintings were sold for hundreds of thousands of dollars in the past. Some of his best paintings were sold for millions, too.”“Yeah. If we can get our hands on at least three of his paintings, then our lives are settled.”“Why only three? Let’s take everything he has.”“Haha.”The three of them used some kind of electronic device to unlock the electronic lock system and opened the main door of Bob’s house. They quickly entered and locked the door.Straight away, they could see many paintings on the walls, and it lit up their faces.“He’s fucking hanging all these on the walls. What a waste.”“Let’s pack them all and leave before he returns.”They had a large van stationed outside the building, so they were confident about leaving after loading all these paintings in the cover of darkness.They used machinery to efficiently cut the frames and take the paintings ou