CHAPTER 56: DARK VOID QUALIFICATION TEST

Strolling in the Virtual World, Nash’s appearance began to attract attention.

Regardless of race, his looks seemed to charm everyone.

From stolen glances to loud whispers, there were even bold women trying to bump into him.

If Nash weren’t alert, he might have already been molested.

"Nash, quickly turn on privacy mode, or your picture will be all over the virtual net!" Lloyd warned, noticing many people taking photos of him.

"I know..."

Frowning, Nash quickly operated the virtual panel, activating privacy mode.

Like an invisible barrier, privacy mode shielded Nash from the bold women trying to take advantage of him.

Even those who managed to take pictures only ended up with blurry, unrecognizable images.

Yet, despite this, he still felt like an animal in a zoo. No matter where he walked, people gathered around him as if he were an attraction.

"Is there a way to modify my appearance here?"

Nash noticed that whether in the Virtual World or the Dark Plane, his image remained the same as in reality.

"This is a virtual world. You can do anything. Naturally, modifying your appearance is easy. Well... as long as you have money."

"Oh? How expensive is it?"

"It’s a bit pricey. The most common face alteration costs a million void crystals," Lloyd muttered with a sigh.

"So expensive?!"

"Face modification is illegal in the Nova Virtual Server and most virtual servers in the Chronos Galactic Empire. If you want it done, it’s naturally expensive."

"If you have a small budget, you can just wear a mask or veil or upgrade your privacy mode."

Hearing this, Nash was speechless.

Just a virtual face alteration costs at least a million void crystals? Is there anything cheap in this place?

"What about the Dark Plane? Can you modify your appearance there?"

"That’s even more impossible. If the virtual world can be controlled, the Dark Plane is an unregulated zone."

"Besides the entry and exit points, no being can impose anything inside the Dark Plane."

"Nothing? What about the shelters?"

"That depends on the Void Administrator. As long as someone builds a sufficiently safe shelter, it can be registered as a safe zone and connected to other shelters."

"Void Administrator? Who is that?"

From what Nash had read, the Void Administrator was an omnipotent Will governing the Dark Plane—the overseer of merit acquisition, loot distribution, system functions, and even the generation of dark beasts.

"I don’t know. From what I’ve read, the Void Administrator has always been a mystery. Perhaps only someone like the Chronos Emperor would know."

"The Chronos Emperor?" Hearing this, Nash decided to drop the subject.

The Chronos Emperor ruled the entire Chronos Galactic Empire. With his current knowledge, Nash couldn’t even begin to grasp what such power meant.

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Soon, they arrived at the Nova Physical Center.

A massive dome with towering pillars stood before them, symbolizing strength and stability.

"This is as far as I can take you. I have other things to do," Lloyd said, excusing himself.

Although he wanted to stop Nash from treading such a dangerous path, he had his own responsibilities.

"I see. Thanks." Nash spoke sincerely.

If not for Lloyd, he might have faced countless troubles before even reaching this place.

"No problem. Just take care of my family in the Eastdam State. I heard you became the Chancellor."

"I will." Nash nodded, taking the favor to heart.

After seeing Lloyd off, Nash entered inside and inquired about the process to obtain a battle badge.

With his heaven-defying looks, the staff treated him with exceptional politeness, answering all his questions.

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Entering one of the testing rooms, Nash was greeted by an empty, plain space.

[Do you want to take the Test for Dark Void Warrior?]

"Yes."

[Scanning identity...]

[Nash Navre... Age 20... 11% Void Saturation... Earth Planet...]

[Eligible for the test...]

[The first test is free. Do you wish to proceed?]

To prevent exploitation, the Nova Physical Center only offered one free test. Any retest after failing would cost 1,000 void crystals per attempt.

"Proceed."

Suddenly, the plain room changed.

The space morphed into a dark forest as Nash’s instincts began to tingle.

Swish~

Suddenly, a snake darted toward his back.

Fortunately, the [Combat Module System] quickly reacted, controlling his body to dodge the attack.

Seeing the culprit, Nash grabbed its head and crushed it in his hands.

[Darting Fangsnake Killed: +0.1]

[Dark Void Warrior Qualification Test: 0.1/100]

"So, I need to kill a thousand of these?"

Before Nash could think further, dozens of fangsnakes leaped toward him.

Observing their attack pattern, Nash let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the fangsnakes’ attacks were to simply dart towards him.

Having trained in a similar scenario, the [Combat Module System] had no problem taking over the battle.

Soon, with the [Combat Module System] operating at full capacity, the rain of darting fangsnakes turned into a flood of points.

[Darting Fangsnake Killed: +0.1]

[Darting Fangsnake Killed: +0.1]

[Darting Fangsnake Killed: +0.1]

An hour later, Nash perfected his dodging and attack response stored in the [Combat Module System].

Checking the points he had accumulated while in the runic space, he frowned.

[Dark Void Warrior Qualification Test: 18.7/100]

"This is too slow."

Even with perfect execution, eliminating the darting fangsnakes with minimal effort, it would take him another 5-6 hours to complete the qualification test.

Noticing his stamina running low, Nash prepared to change his hunting ground.

"Escape!"

Deciding to retreat, Nash ran forward while cutting down more fangsnakes.

A few minutes later, after escaping the snake den, he tried to catch his breath.

But before he could, a giant boar stomped its hoof, preparing to charge.

"This is endless!"

Letting the [Combat Module System] control his body, Nash braced himself as the boar lunged.

Boom!

With a response error, his body flung backward, sustaining minor injuries.

"It looks like I need to handle this myself."

Having never fought such an enemy before, the [Combat Module System] had a high error rate.

As the boar prepared for another charge, Nash’s expression turned serious.

"Come on!"