Chapter 115 New Class II
Liam stood frozen before the mirror, his reflection staring back at him with an intensity that made his heart race. He had seen himself countless times before, but this... this was something else.
His hair had grown a little longer, falling in darker, silkier strands that looked deliberately styled despite having just woken up. Two strands fell neatly on both sides of his face, framing a jawline so sharp it could slice through glass. His face was smoother, more defined—every feature perfectly aligned like a sculpture carved by the gods. His eyes were back to their normal piercing blue, but now they held an ethereal glow, as though lightning flickered behind them.
If he looked like a top-tier model before, now he looked like something ripped straight out of a fantasy novel—a divine prince, untouchable, awe-inspiring.
"What the hell!!!" he muttered, blinking and leaning closer to the mirror.
He pulled at his cheeks, poked his jaw, even ran his hands through his now richer, darker hair. "How the hell am I supposed to walk around like this?"
Bing!
[Congratulations on reaching Level 3]
[Exp: 950/10000]
[All stat +20]
[+10 skill point]
[Gun Mastery Level Up]