Dean gave Anthony his current address. They arranged to meet there in two days.
After hanging up, Dean took a deep breath. Ignoring the swelling all over his body, he charged back in and began another round of self-torture.
「Two days later.」
In the cold morning breeze, Dean, wearing only his underwear and covered in bruises, stood by the mirror next to the window and summoned the panel.
On the last day of his vacation, before Anthony's arrival, he had finally practiced Ancient Muay Thai to L1. It was time to allocate his Skill Points!
Dean didn't hesitate. He went all-in with his four Skill Points!
BOOM.
Dean's mind went blank, and he lost consciousness for a moment.
The next second, streams of illusory yet vivid memories bombarded his mind, each one feeling as if he were experiencing it firsthand.
At the same time, as Dean absorbed the memories, warmth surged through his fists, feet, elbows, and knees, subtly altering their form and erasing the purple bruises.
