[Save the abandoned city. Time remaining: 139 hours and 56 minutes.]0

It had been two days since Trozen’s death. Aside from the hours we spent sleeping, we had tirelessly combed through the city.0

Beetles, locusts, cockroaches… We hunted any insectoid monster we could to raise our levels.0

While the other climbers had struggled, for me, it had been nothing but a monotonous cycle of drudgery. After all, since defeating, my stats alone placed me close to the average level 90 entity.2

It feels like I am grinding professions in an MMORPG game.0

In the meantime, the inhabitants who had returned to their factions in the arena slowly trickled back to the base. The monster attacks had grown too fierce. Along the way, we also encountered climbers who, upon hearing about the situation, headed to the arena as well.0

This damn forty-fifth-floor trial.0

Failing to save the city would kill every climber in this zone. As I held the title of Savior, others would inevitably gather around me. 0

Thankfully, we had reached the necessary levels to wrap up this tiresome task—45 for me and 36 for the others.0

Though progress has slowed significantly...0

Regardless, we were now strong enough to attempt a raid on the central building. We had gained a wealth of skills, secured proper gear, and I had once again picked up a double-headed...1