Ji-Cheok had been running on fumes. A normal person would have been exhausted way sooner, and even a God like him was a little tired. Thankfully, his mental tolerance had grown quite a bit as a result of becoming a God.

«Whatever you consider ‘a little tiresome’ would be hard for a normal person to endure.»

The rooftop of the penthouse was now empty, turned into a well-kept garden with the branches of the World Tree overhead providing shade. Ji-Cheok lay on the sunbed on the roof, chatting with Cheok-Liang.

“I guess you are right.”

«Yes, Master. If you gave the mental fatigue of a God to an ordinary person, they would burn out instantly, perhaps even die from it…»

“That’s a horrible thing to say.”

‘But I agree. For the past couple of months, I refused to take breaks and I cultivated every single day. Eventually, I wanted to train so much that I created avatars to maximize efficiency! Isn’t that crazy? Then I started to raid dungeons with my avatars… and sometimes I would destroy dungeons myself… Now that I think about it, the first dungeon I cleared in the Arctic was a five-star...