Chapter 6: Training Like a Madman
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Arka stood at the entrance of his **hidden dungeon**, staring into the darkness.
With **Adrian Widjaja** now working as his personal bodyguard, he had secured his first fighter. But owning a dungeon and hiring strong people wasn’t enough.
**He needed to get stronger himself.**
In his past life, he had struggled to survive, always one step behind the real monsters of the apocalypse.
**Not this time.**
This time, he would become one of those monsters.
And his **training ground**?
His own personal dungeon.
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### **Step Eleven: Train Until It Hurts**
**[Warning! Entering Dungeon Alone is Extremely Dangerous.]**
Arka smirked. “Yeah, yeah. I’ll be fine.”
He stepped forward and **vanished into the dungeon.**
The moment he entered, the eerie silence of the outside world disappeared. Instead, he was surrounded by the sound of **bones clattering and low growls echoing from the darkness.**
The **undead army** he had wiped out last time had respawned.
Perfect.
Arka unsheathed his sword.
“Alright, boneheads. Let’s try this again.”
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### **The Hard Way Is the Only Way**
In his past life, Arka had been a decent fighter. He had survived longer than most. But that wasn’t enough.
This time, he wasn’t aiming to just survive.
He wanted to **dominate.**
So instead of taking the easy route—hiding, sneaking, and using tricks—he did the exact opposite.
He **charged straight into the horde.**
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### **The Painful Reality of Fighting**
The first skeleton lunged. Arka **sidestepped**, slashed upward, and **smashed its skull.**
The second one swung a rusted sword at his head. He **ducked, kicked its legs out**, and **stomped on its ribcage.**
The third one—
**CLANG!**
Pain exploded in his arm as a blade **grazed his shoulder.**
“s**t!” Arka gritted his teeth and swung his sword **wildly**, shattering the enemy’s skull.
He stepped back, panting.
The problem wasn’t skill.
**It was stamina.**
Fighting for five minutes was easy. Fighting for **hours**? That was a different beast entirely.
And that’s why he was here.
Not to win. **To adapt.**
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### **System Intervention**
After an hour of fighting, Arka was **on his last legs.** His arms felt like lead, his breathing was ragged, and his whole body ached.
But just as he was about to collapse—
**[Special Condition Met! Unlocking Hidden Feature: Adaptive Growth.]**
Arka’s eyes widened. “Wait, what?”
**[Because you have continuously fought against overwhelming odds, your body is adapting.]**
**[Your stamina recovery speed has increased!]**
**[Your muscle memory is improving!]**
Arka blinked. Then, slowly, a **wild grin** spread across his face.
“Oh, this is going to be fun.”
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### **Leveling Up The Hard Way**
For the next **three weeks**, Arka trained inside the dungeon.
Every day, he fought the undead horde. Every day, he got **faster, stronger, and deadlier.**
And thanks to his **new Adaptive Growth skill**, his improvement speed was terrifying.
**Before:** He could barely last an hour.
**Now:** He could fight for **six hours straight** without stopping.
**Before:** He relied on basic sword swings.
**Now:** He had mastered advanced movement techniques, dodging like a ghost and counterattacking with precision.
And then, finally—
**[You Have Leveled Up!]**
**[New Skill Unlocked: Blood Instinct (Passive)]**
**[Your body will react instinctively to danger, increasing your speed and reaction time when facing lethal attacks.]**
Arka clenched his fists, feeling the power coursing through his veins.
Now, he wasn’t just surviving.
He was **hunting.**
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### **Step Twelve: Time to Make a Grand Entrance**
After three weeks of brutal training, Arka **exited the dungeon** and stretched, feeling his new strength.
Adrian, who had been guarding the area, raised an eyebrow. “Damn. You look… different.”
Arka smirked. “Feel different too.”
Adrian grinned. “Good. Because I’ve got some news.”
He pulled out a **tablet** and showed Arka a news article.
**BREAKING NEWS: FIRST DUNGEON APPEARS IN JAKARTA! GOVERNMENT STRUGGLES TO RESPOND!**
Arka read the headline and chuckled.
**The apocalypse had officially begun.**
And unlike last time…
**He was ready.**
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**End of Chapter 6**
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