Chapter 260: Stock Market
The sun was high in the sky and wilderness beyond. Arthur stood at the apex of Sun Stream Plaza, overlooking the expanse below.
He was frustrated. And how could he not be? Time travel? Was this the latest twist the other players had thrust upon him? It felt absurd. So much so that it placed his ambitions squarely against the odds of authenticity.
Arthur closed his eyes to think. How? Why? What other celestial joke was the game concocting against him?
'How amusing,' he thought to himself.
If time travel was a player's trick, then the countermeasure had to be pure power; he needed to elevate his skills beyond the wildest imagination of any rival, beyond the in-built limitations of the world he inhabited.
He glanced down at the plaza. Was he strong? By all means. But was he strong enough for an all-out brawl against an entire village? Or how about strong enough to take on an immense army like the Madara Uchiha?
No. He snorted at the mere idea. Definitely not. If he were, he wouldn't be in the position he is in now.
Relaxing, he pondered his next steps.
His strength had its place, but it was insufficient. If he were to wrestle against the intricacies of time manipulation, he would have to push his training to the extreme, redefining his limits in a manner that would set him apart.
He needed an environment where he could automate his growth or a place that could help him break through to the next level of power.
A structure began to form in his mind—an elite training facility that focused on maximum output and maximum challenge. He most certainly had the space to create it.