How to survive in the Romance Fantasy Game

Chapter 281: Trial 2



Upon leaving the room, I was greeted once again by the soft glow of the morning sun, its warm light spilling over the edges of the rooftops.

Standing on the ledge of the building, I paused for a moment, taking in the surreal view.

Over the past few days, I'd grown accustomed to this sight-though the feeling of being back here still lingered like a faint whisper in my mind.

"Hoho, you're up for your daily morning walks again," a familiar voice called out.

Turning, I saw the old man who lived in the apartment next to mine, his face lined with the kind of warmth only age could bring.

"You've been steadily getting over it, young man. Did something good happen?"

I offered a faint smile and replied, "I've got to maintain my health one way or another, right?"

"Hoho, that's true! If only these tired bones of mine wouldn't give up so easily, I'd join you as well."

"I'm sure Bear appreciates the slow, leisurely walks you give him."

"Tsk, I don't know whether to take that as a compliment or not."

The corners of my lips curled into a warm, slight smile as I waved goodbye and began my jog. This had become a familiar part of my routine, one I embraced almost without thinking.

Descending the stairs instead of taking the elevator had turned into an efficient warm-up for this unhealthy, tired body of mine.

Each step echoed softly in the stairwell as I moved down with a rhythm that felt almost meditative.

It wasn't that my original body, Han's body, was inherently bad.

But when compared to the chiseled, battle-hardened physique I'd painstakingly earned as Riley in the other world, it was hard not to feel the difference.

My current body felt sluggish and untrained-a far cry from the peak performance I was used to.

I was even starting to notice the faint beginnings of a belly, a small reminder of how different my lifestyle here had been.

I really was living like crap during this period of my life.