MTL - There’s No Such Thing as Love in a Swordsman’s Heart - Chapter 63 Vinegar Awakening

Fanatic virtual gamers:
Tired of the stereotyped linear drama emotions? Want to try a real open world game?
Are you tired of playing an RPG that can only play a role? Want to lead the subordinates in virtual reality and experience the thrill of governing the army?
Welcome to the massive open killing game “War in Heaven”.
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Seeing the game’s winning and losing judgment mechanism, a professional player who is interested in PVP for 20 years and is also very interested in AI, has a bright smile:
“It’s time to show the real killing method… How about building an AI army by the way?”

- Description from Uukanshu translation

'I should have stayed home and played video games' this was Ray's last thought before darkness engulfed him after he was hit by a car.

But surprisingly instead of finding himself before the gate of hell after dying, Ray found out he was transmigrated into another world.

The world Ray was transmitted to was called Arora world, a world where you can use different kinds of skills, magic and can even get powerful classes.

Ray found himself in a body of a young boy called Evan, who was studying in a hunter academy after awakening his ability at the age of fourteen.

At first, Ray was happy that he was transmigrated into the body of someone who has awakened his ability and can use the magic that he always wanted to use.

But when Ray goes through the memories of Evan, he finally found out everything is not as simple as he was expecting.

Evan has a unique physique that doesn't allow him to increase his power like other people, because of his useless unique physique Evan was the weakest hunter in the entire academy.

And that was not all the more Ray looks at the memories of Evan the more he realizes just how troublesome his situation is.

“I know I enter in this body without buying a ticket but isn't this too much?” Ray said in a depressed voice after going through the memories of Evan.

Will Ray be able to survive in this new world?

Is the physique of his new body really useless?

Join Ray In his adventure to find out.

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