I Regenerate 10,000 Times Faster

82  The Two Camps

Soon as he walked into the clearing, Tyrion felt numerous gazes on him, taking him by surprise

He lifted his head and saw that they were quite a few groups standing at the entrance of the Tower.

Judging from their attire seem to have just exited the tower while some appeared to be preparing to go in and some seem to be waiting for something or someone.

Subtly, Tyrion felt hat even while the groups were divided into seven different academies, they seem to have divided themselves into two main camps.

The words righteous academy alliance and demonic academy alliance immediately came to his mind.

One particular group from the righteous academy stood out. The Arcanum Academy, one of the top three academy of the righteous alliance!

From the group, they were only three youths from that Arcanum academy group. The three youths, Reed, Aimiee and Gerald.

Their strength, Super soldier-1, 2 and three respectively!

With that combination, they were enough to wipe out this dimensional zone that was because students of the top three academy tend to be at least two to three minor stages stronger than usual which mean that while Gerald might have the strength of a super soldier level 3 his true strengths should be around super soldier-6

Seated on a compatible seat, the three had their eyes closed in meditation.  Could see their muscles trembling and the air around the seem to be swirling with them at the center.

They were practicing blood circulation arts! This made them appear even more otherworldly, getting envious looks from everyone around.

The second righteous academy was simply a second rate academy Called Starburn. Their entire group of 6 consists simply of genetic soldiers but to be able to reach here meant that they weren't simple at all.

The third group wore on a familiar lion shaped badge Lion Heart Academy and amongst the other camp which is the demonic camp, Tyrion recognized a few people putting on a badge familiar coat with a skeletal head imprinted on its back; Death Gate academy.

Just as Tyrion sized them up, the others were also sizing him up.

"Another scum from the evil alliance. You all should just rot in a dungeon somewhere, never to be seen again. Pu!" Someone from the Lion Heart academy spat out in disgust, not bothering to hide the loathing in his tone.

Tyrion paused as a rogue droplet of spit from the young man's mouth by passed him from that distance.

Tyrion eyes flashed coldly but refused to say a word and proceeded to stand by the side, choosing to observe rather than head inside. He also didn't go meet his other academy members either as it wasn't part of his plan to go in with a group of people.

The expression of those from the Lion Heart Academy were one of gloating and arrogance. Seeing as Tyrion chose to ignore the young man's provocation, they laughed mockingly.

"That's right, hide and wallow in your sorrows, coward." A young lady from the Lion Heart academy mocked as she stared straight at Tyrion.

This time though, Tyrion paid them no heed, placing a mental note on it, he proceeded to calculate the time it would take to mine 200,000 damage points from the tower.

Every grave injury grants at least 9999 death points which meant he needed to be struck at least 20 times.

But some monster liked to go for skull and the only most vulnerable part of his body right now was his head. Therefore, he needed to protect his head properly.

As long as both hearts don't get destroyed at the same time, he would regenerate with time.

Also, most monster wouldn't be able to release damage of such level continuously which meant they would tire out after striking with their entire strength seven to eight times.

From the Death Gate Academy, they were only three in their group and three of them sat at a solid ten meters away from each other which meant there was some kind of tension between them.

It was to be expected as even best friends betray each other in Death Gate academy not to mention ordinary strangers.

At this time, a figure stood in front of Tyrion. It was someone from the Death Gate Academy group.

Tyrion raised his head and saw that it was a young, dark skinned man.

Tyrion searched his brain and then was finally able to recognize the young man. It was actually the year two student that had tried to crush him while he was fleeing from the Reward Center back to the Legend mountain after he had gotten the  40,000 death points.

"Tyrion right?" The young man suddenly with a grin. He stretched his hands out for a shake.

Tyrion blinked his eyes and nodded slowly. "Yes, and who are you?"

Seeing as Tyrion refused his handshake, the young man actually didn't show sign of anger and instead chuckled as he responded.

"Grant, a year two student. To be honest, when I heard you had barely just activated half of your cells, I didn't believe a Legend of a set  could be so weak... "

Grant's expression was curiosity and surprise. As a Super soldier-3: General, he can read through anyone below his level and could determine the level of activated cells in genetic soldier and was quite astonished at Tyrion's miniscule activated cells.

"What can I say? I was incredibly lucky." Tyrion shrugged as he responded.

Grant tilted his head as he pondered seriously in Tyrion's words. "That's a really good explanation, you were really lucky."

"It must not have been easy coming to the Core of the alternate dimension." Grant indicated at Tyrion's tattered clothing as he stated.

"I wouldn't exactly call it a walk in the park."

"What don't we do this, join my group as a potter, I will offer you some form of protection  all you need is to harvest the killed beast's remains." Grant suddenly suggested, his narrowed eyes locked in on Tyrion as he smiled.

Tyrion expressionlessly held his gaze as though he couldn't feel the intent in Grant's words. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

He remained silent for a , seemingly pondering before shaking his head. "The difficulty of each floor increases with each additional person, I can't trouble you guys for my matter, I'd rather go in alone."

Grant's eyes flashed and he remained silent for a few seconds before slowly nodding his head, the smile never leaving his lips.

"Okay then. Remember, if you need any help, come to me." With that, he turned and left, heading toward the other two people.

Tyrion glanced indifferently at them before retracting his gaze.

Although he was getting impatient, he knew there was a reason prestigious students from the top  ten academy alliances were chose to stand here instead of heading straight into Arasaka's Tower.

He too chose to wait and see what  happen.