Chapter 42: Room Number 3

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He was just a pitiful sixteen-year-old loser that no one had ever picked. Until the day he was bullied, smashed headfirst into the ground, and his heart stopped— Only six hours before all of humanity received "the Selection." When the sky split open, spirits, demons, undead and monsters poured into the world. People staked their lives for power. Some died. Some were left crippled. Only a few came through unharmed. But Phod received something no one else did. [Player Number: 0] Eyes able to see the status of every living being. A monster's weakness. The flaws in an ability. And even... evolution paths hidden from the very people who wielded those powers. In a world where the strong began crushing the weak once more, the boy who had been crushed all his life was forced to decide— Who deserved the chance to move forward. And who... Deserved to be left behind in the rotten world they had built themselves. Player 0: Foundation of a Fallen World When the world started counting from one— He was the one who existed before the count began.

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