Throwing the spear on the floor of the personal training room, Eren collapsed while gasping for air. "Ha…ha….hah" 'This is good.' He thought laying on the ground. 'If it's possible I would like to build a mansion like this and create a training center like what father-in-law had done.' He was in awe at the infrastructure of the underground training facility that his father0in-law has built for the time he was in the hospital. 'I thought I had a lot of money at first but now I am instantly running out.' Since he had lost his spear and even got serious injuries the money he spent was no joke either. Just his new spear cost a fortune, and in the middle of that if wanted to buy a new home then he would surely go bankrupt! 'It would be fine if I find some remote cheap place' 'But considering the time it would take to get to Pari and go back and forth, it would be a loss for me, ah!!! I should work hard to make some reasonable sources of income.' Just him relaying on raiding dunge
Eren Rozental’s Dungeon Racing was over. The two reporters, Walter Cronkite and Lilly Wong, meticulously reviewed the records once again, double-checking every detail before packing their bags and leaving Dungeon Square. The atmosphere was charged with anticipation as they headed to their respective media outlets, eager to break the news. As they rushed back to their offices, the reporters scrambled to finalize their articles, weaving words together like mad artists crafting a masterpiece. The weight of the story pressed upon them, urging them to capture every thrilling moment. With the dawn creeping over the horizon, they attached a captivating video, adding another layer of intrigue to their reports. Just as the world was waking up and preparing for another day of work, they pressed the update button, unleashing their carefully crafted narratives upon the public. Walter, a seasoned reporter for the France Daily, wasted no time in checking the main screen of the Paris Times, the ri
"Crazy, right?" Walter remarked, a mix of disbelief and excitement evident in his voice. As if drawn by his words, reporters from France Daily began to gather behind Walter's monitor, their curiosity piqued by the buzz of anticipation. "What's going on?" one reporter asked, his eyes filled with intrigue. "Did you stumble upon another big story, Walter?" another inquired, eager for a glimpse of the excitement that had captured their colleague's attention. Walter, leaning back leisurely in his chair, opened the monitor screen for everyone to see comfortably. His arms crossed, he glanced back at the crowd forming behind him. "Watch the video. A hundred words won't be enough to explain," he said, a hint of satisfaction tugging at the corners of his lips. The reporters who had arrived slightly later hurriedly turned on their computers and clicked on the article, eager to witness the spectacle captured in the video. Silence filled the room as they absorbed the breathtaking scenes unfol
France, and indeed the entire world, was sent into a frenzy after Eren's Goblin Fortress Dungeon Racing video was released. While several other videos emerged, many of them cheap imitations, it was Reporter Park's quickly edited version that surpassed 50 million views on UTube in less than a week. It seemed destined to reach 100 million in no time. Within half a day of receiving an exclusive press video from a trusted fan (or so they claimed), Reporter Park had edited, written a report, and released it on both the website and UTube, capturing the attention of millions. ✪ Eren Rozental Already Defeated a 2nd Grade Dungeon Boss? Featuring the Sand Officer Soon, Eren's name dominated the first and second spots on NewTube, garnering global attention. Headlines from media outlets in leading countries flooded in, clamoring to interview Eren and unravel the enigma surrounding his extraordinary skills. United States: ※Who Is Eren Rozental? Breaking the Record of Rising Star Leo Sarvan?
-That stingy man sure was generous. He must really like your son. So? "What's with the 'so'? Does 30 billion even make sense?" Arden retorted, his skepticism evident. -Of course it does. If that snake said that much, he would have asked you to change your son-in-law's nationality. That's never going to happen. I've heard rumors about Eren, though. He's a national treasure, don't even think about letting him go anywhere. But if you want, you can send him to India, and I'll welcome him with open arms. Arden couldn't help but smirk at the old man's shameless words. "Yeah, dream on! Not just 30 billion, I wouldn't even care about 300 trillion. And giving him to you? Oh dear..." -Harharhar! My friend, it seems you have a lot to boast about now. Golf it is then. When would be a good time? "If you're okay with it, right away is fine too." -Right now? It's midnight here, you f*cker! "Ah, it doesn't matter. It would be perfect to change the weather once in a while." -Harhar...! Okay, se
Afternoon.If it had been their original schedule, it would have been time to head to the Dungeon for hunting. However, ever since Eren's successful clear of the goblin fortress, his focus had shifted to intense training sessions. The afternoons, in particular, were spent with multiplied intensity, leaving no time for anything else in the co-housing multiplex home. As a result, Eren had to rent an entire hunter-use gym located nearby.The gym, the same one Eren had visited with Ircus before obtaining his Hunter License, had clearly invested a substantial amount of money in its construction. It boasted a mana barrier capable of withstanding all mana below A-Rank. Though expensive to use on a daily basis, its privacy and tranquility made it the ideal place for Eren to concentrate on his training alone.Having spent about two hours practicing spear techniques and mana manipulation inside, Eren soon found himself lying on the floor, drenched in thick drops of sweat."Haa... Haa..."He gas
7 a.m. arrived, marking the chosen day for the Proof of Rank challenge. Eren, an early riser, lightly warmed up his body with a meticulously crafted spear in the front yard, as was his customary routine. The spear, a masterpiece forged by the world's finest craftsman, had withstood severe trials and remained unyielding. Its impeccable balance and the familiarity it brought to his hands were sources of reassurance for Eren.Normally, Eren would immerse himself in training, losing himself in the intoxicating rhythm of spearplay. However, today held a different significance—an important task loomed ahead."Slowly, lightly, with the feeling of warming up," he murmured to himself, conscious of the gravity of the upcoming challenge.After dedicating roughly an hour and a half to stretching and light training, Eren set off for work earlier than usual, as had become his habit."Here is your coffee, Master!"Ian, clad in a butler's attire, appeared before Eren, holding a teacup in one hand and
[You have chosen Extreme Difficulty. You will be transported to the challenge area.] [Wishing you good luck, don't die.]Eren's world plunged into darkness as he accepted the Promotion Evaluation, a damp sensation enveloping his entire body. Anxious thoughts swirled within him, as if he were being swallowed by a colossal whale. Suddenly, a flash of light materialized before him, revealing a rabbit standing at an imposing height of 190cm, wearing an impeccably tailored tuxedo.With a flamboyant flourish, the rabbit exclaimed, "Ta-da! Nice to meet you, Awakener Eren Pendragon. I am Mr. Rabbit, your evaluator. But you can call me Mister Guy." Eren couldn't help but feel a sense of déjà vu, as if he had encountered this peculiar character somewhere before. However, Mister Guy's exuberant arrival, arms outstretched in a grand gesture, seemed unfamiliar.Eren couldn't help but entertain the expectation of witnessing impressive magic tricks, perhaps from a hat or a black cane. His eyes spark