Although I Am Only Level 1, but with This Unique Skill, I Am the Strongest

When I woke up from sleep, I was still in that room.

in a room with a different flow of time and outside.

Once I got in, I couldn't leave for 24 hours. In the room, at first I had mass production of XP crystals, but gradually I got tired, and I was getting sleepy.

It's a space where there's nothing yet, so I slept with an arm pillow on the ground, but unexpectedly I slept neatly.

"Thanks to Emily."

This room she took care of was warm and bright and still lets off the fluctuations at the temple.

Whether you sleep straight on the floor there or the way you sleep by bending your arms and turning them into pillows.

It was a completely exhausting and refreshing awakening without my body hurting.

"Well, and"

I stood up and looked over my head.

My buddies said, the clock was there.

That clock, which starts at 0 when it comes in, is about to circle soon.

Is it about 24 hours old?

All I did with my sleeping gymnastics was lightly produce EXP crystals from bullets to slimes.

I wonder how much money you made for a whole day that also pinched the break.

Make it real time outside the world for a minute.

I'm starting to look forward to going outside to see how much money I've made in that minute.

The clock turned further and I had one minute left.

"Whoa."

A door appeared in front of me.

The door, which disappeared shortly after entering the room, and which did not come out no matter how many keys were used, reappeared where there was one minute left.

Put your hands on the knob and open the door.

Over there, I saw the original world room.

The leaking day that plunges into the floor, the shadows of the trees in the garden are shaking at a tremendous slow pace.

24 hours over here is a minute over there.

In simple calculations, there is a difference in time flow of 1440 times.

The shadows were shaking at a tremendous slow pace.

While I was doing that, the time left to point to the clock cut off 30 seconds.

"It's early, but I'd like to see if I can get out of here."

So twinkly, I tried to cross the door - then.

A white thunder pierced my head.

I learned a feeling of cupidity, like a newcomer to a certain robotic cartoon.

Thirty seconds.

Different time flows.

Accelerator bullets.

I took the accelerator bullet out of my belongings.

A bullet that allows the person being punched in to accelerate and move for 30 seconds.

When you're in the room, if you go, it's 1440 times faster.

Why don't we just shoot some more accelerator bullets in that state?

... Let's try.

I put a bullet in it and shot an accelerator bullet into myself.

The world accelerates.

The clock in the room is moving slowly.

In an accelerated room, I accelerate even more.

That is to say, the outside world is slower.

The shadow almost stopped moving, it moves a little as if the shadow remembered occasionally, just like when I saw the ultra-slow motion camera.

That's kind of funny...... what do you think.

"- Huh!"

Suddenly, I had my eyes open.

Something just popped up across the door for a second and disappeared.

Impossible.

Now I'm looking at a world that's thousands of times slower, if I'm going to paraphrase it.

It's impossible to show up and disappear in that super slow motion.

Impossible...... but.

Gaze, concentrate your consciousness and look there.

I knew - there was.

The "something" repeatedly flickered and, floating there, disappeared.

Somehow I thought.

I was wondering if maybe it was there the whole time and I just didn't see it.

I thought this was the first time you'd noticed it, accelerating double.

If I thought so, I wanted to know who it was.

Watch and observe.

The interval was constant.

I'll concentrate more and reach for the next time in a world of double acceleration...

"There it is!

Feel it, almost grab it with a spinal reflex.

The moment I grabbed it, until then, it peeled, and it clearly took shape.

That's a sword.

A decorative sword that is ancient and used for rituals.

Completely intuitive or inspired?

Two figures emerged in my head, a mirror and a slope ball.

"The Sword of the Grasshopper..."

Was I looking all the time, or was this guy by my side all the time?

The last key to Nihonium is in my hand now.