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Otherwise, after completing school, those alumni wouldn't care about the Black Land and would only continue comprehending wherever they were. The difference was that in the Apocalypse World, one only needed mutation cores. The superpowers granted here and their growth were based on the real variants, so the person who had this in reality once or currently could achieve the same numbers.

Dante used 10 D Rank Mutation cores to increase the Absorption Superpower to the C Rank.

[Superpower Name: Absorption

Superpower Rank: C

Superpower Description: Allows the user to absorb the energy of a defeated foe, increasing their own SDI by a significant amount.]

Just as he thought, it was the multiplicative method as his conversion rate was now 80%! The next time he had to raise his stats, he would use even less time to achieve his goal. 

Just as well, Dante went around hunting some F Rank and E Rank monsters using his newfound power. He didn't have to worry about the monsters judging him for being naked and flapping his donger about since Dante was moving in a realm where time seemed to be frozen due to his speed.

Then, he withdrew his real body from the virtual world but left his consciousness down in his virtual body. He then placed his hands on all the corpses and absorbed them wantonly, grunting in a mixture of pleasure and pain from the increase from 1 point in all stats to virtually hundreds.

In one go, his stats had probably caught up to his real body, which was what Dante wanted anyway. He couldn't always leave a weak and hapless body behind and hope for the best. He had to make sure that even if someone wanted to harm his virtual body, they couldn't achieve it even with hours of time.

Dante collected the various cores and then rushed back to the outpost, charging inside at great speeds so that no one could see his naked form. The guards didn't even see him come over as he passed by them, only feeling a slight wind.

He entered his house, placed his body down, and then hid the various cores he had collected. After all, even if his body was powerful, it didn't stop thieves from trying to score big even though he had a small reputation in this outpost.

After doing this, he logged out once more. When he opened his eyes in his real body, he suddenly moaned unwillingly. He looked down to see that Beatrice was already sucking his 'life essence' from his body using her great skill and tyrannical stats to tease him.

Dante could only grit his teeth and raise his head upwards in the face of such marvelous skill. When his consciousness was not here to feel it, his body responded normally, but it was much more resistant now.

However, now that he was here, he felt it all and knew that with this kind of power, he wouldn't last.

Mark it down, the stories had lied. It was said that the higher your physical and mental stats, the less you felt stimuli, whether physical or emotional, but it was a lie. Rather, the higher your stats, the more you felt everything, but your tolerance also increased.

What allowed one to become seemingly robotic like in the stories was your increased control. Dante could choose not to feel what he was experiencing, but why would he do that? If it was pain, he could certainly mute it, but at its full power, pleasure was more than he could fathom.

No wonder Beatrice had lasted more than a few minutes when he went down on her. It wasn't just that she was very new to these sensations, but that her stats made her sensitivity terrifyingly high.

Dante was convinced that if he transferred his current intensity of stimulation to a person with 1 point in every stat, they would either explode, or their body would shut down.

Well, Dante did explode, and in a way that Beatrice liked very much as she greedily swallowed it all, even massaging the base of his shaft and his balls as if trying to coax out more.

However, Dante was terrified as this one shot had drained more than 40% of his body's energy. The higher his life level, the more potent his white juice, and the more enjoyment his partners would get from consuming or receiving it down there.

The same held true for powerful women like Beatrice. Going down on them was like sticking your tongue into a warm bowl of the best ambrosia. Whether it was Dante or Augeus, Beatrice's dad, they had enjoyed a sumptuous meal that more than 99.99% of the denizens of the Eternal Universe would never experience.

After Beatrice sucked him dry, she stood up and licked the remainder from the side of her lips with a look of satisfaction and enjoyment, her hands on her hips as she glanced at the panting Dante who looked a bit shriveled.

Seeing Dante's look of resentment, Beatrice shamelessly smiled and quickly changed the topic. "So I can definitely tell by taste that you have become much stronger. What are you going to do now?"

Dante paused and pondered. The obvious answer was to head to the Martial Arts world to cultivate, but after reaching this next threshold, he understood more about the relationship between stats and martial power.

Beatrice also knew that, which was why she asked. Dante still decided to make the sensible action and spent the rest of the time cultivating.

"Nothing significant can happen until the next 3 weeks when I enter the Black Land. Even though it might not yield the results I want, it's still the most pragmatic choice," Dante stated thoughtfully.

"Also, if I dare to stay here, who knows if I will become a shriveled husk in 3 days' time?" Dante stated with a glare at Beatrice, who laughed unscrupulously.

"You can't blame me for being greedy. Who asked you to taste good?" She said like a bandit, leaving Dante speechless.

Deciding not to argue with her, Dante entered the True Martial World. He connected to his still sleeping body and decided to continue in order to rest. After all, he had been moving up and down continuously for so long and had just been sucked dry by Beatrice, so he decided to rest.

The reason why he didn't sleep in the real world was that the system calculated the active time you spent and ranked you based on that. Since he was going to be in here, he might as well accumulate more active time.

Dante opened his eyes in the morning and found Jia Susu cleaning the place diligently with beads of sweat dripping down her chubby and youthful face. Dante smiled and patted her head before walking out of his residence to the practice area.

When Dante entered the practice area, he saw that the students were lined up as usual with the addition of a few new faces.

At the very front stood 7 people of varying colors, heights, and genders, but the one thing that ran through was that they all wore the same gi as Dante and possessed the core disciples' token on their waists.

When Dante entered, they all glanced at him with different glints in their eyes. Some smiled, some frowned, some sneered and some laughed. Dante only glanced at them cursorily and then looked away, moving to stand at the end of the core disciples' line. 

Soon, Da Bo came and performed the usual morning greeting then began the class for the day. Dante left afterward and moved to the place where he trained the other time before summoning a passing servant disciple. 

"Go and bring 5 bowls of Level 4 Blood Energy Soup from the Resources Hall," Dante stated as he threw his token over. 

The servant disciple fumbled then caught it before bowing and rushing out. He was excited as he had a chance to win Dante's favor if he performed well and could possibly be recruited by him. If not, at least he would be remembered by Dante. 

Dante watched him go then smiled strangely. 

Another piece of bait was thrown out. 

Will this one pick? Who knows. 

Whatever the case, Dante sat cross-legged and then focused on his dantian. The lively blackish-red bead was still there and waiting to be fed, so Dante began chanting the mantra of the Inferno Ascension technique. 

Once again, his body exploded into a huge bonfire as great amounts of energy were collected and converted into Internal Force.

The size of the blaze around him was twice that of the previous time and was noticeable even outside of the Supreme Martial Hall's courtyard, making passersby wonder if someone had been crazy enough to set fire to the place.