Game Over Not Over for Me novel Chapter 71

**TITLE: She Bloomed Like Spring After Surviving a Winter No One Saw by Lillian Rosewood**

**Chapter 71: The Kenzingtons**

Alden, his focus unwavering, dismissed the presence of Shadowrend entirely. Instead, he dove headfirst into the scattered belongings of the fallen foe, his fingers deftly sifting through the remnants of battle.

Ding! “You obtained Skill Book +8,”

Ding! “You obtained Gear 44.”

Ding! “You obtained Gold +598.”

Ding! “You obtained Attribute Points +50.”

Ding! “You obtained Dragon Guts +1.”

Ding! “You obtained Blackwater Lake Dungeon secret key +1.”

The notifications chimed incessantly in his ears, each sound a relentless reminder of his recent victory.

His heart raced as he turned his attention to the Skill Books first, anticipation building within him.

When his gaze landed on one particular tome, his excitement ignited.

It was the Ultimate Body skill.

**Ultimate Body: 1 Star.**

**Effect:** For the next five seconds, you are completely immune to all control effects, including knockback.

**Consumption:** 50 MP

**Cooldown:** 30 minutes

**Proficiency:** 0/101

*(Can only be learned by Warriors, Fighters, and other melee classes.)*

Alden raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. The limitation didn’t catch him off guard; it was expected.

Archers and mages typically had access only to skills that alleviated status effects.

A skill that granted immunity from control for even a brief moment was a rare gem.

Priests might possess blessings with similar properties, but they were few and far between.

The other two Skill Books, however, were less appealing.

One was the Bloodthirst Dragon Armor, another melee-exclusive skill.

**Bloodthirst Dragon Armor: 1 Star**

**Effect:** Converts 5% of all incoming damage into healing.

**Consumption:** None

**Cooldown:** None

**Proficiency:** 0/1000″

This skill would be a perfect fit for Finley. Both it and Ultimate Body would serve him exceptionally well.

Which meant Alden had essentially been toiling away for Finley’s benefit.

The last Skill Book was the Blackwater Whirlpool, a spell exclusively for mages.

What good was that to him? It was utterly useless.

The gear he uncovered turned out to be Level 45 tank armor, but it was beyond his current capabilities.

After gathering all the loot, Alden cast a glance at Skyspire Fenrir, who lingered nearby.

“Skyspire Fenrir? Come to finish me off like Dream Snow?” he queried, half-joking, half-serious.

Fenrir quickly shook his head, his expression earnest.

“No… and yes.

“I was thinking we could strike a deal. You let us take you down once, and we’ll compensate you. How about… five million?”

Alden stared at him, incredulous. “If I were after money, I’d have found far more profitable avenues. You really think five million would hold any weight?”

Fenrir remained unfazed, clearly having anticipated Alden’s reaction.

“Alright then. Sorry for the interruption.”

His tone was still respectful. “But if you ever decide to sell gear or Skill Books, keep Skyspire Guild in mind. We offer good rates.”

“Yeah, I got it.” Alden waved him off, turning his attention back to Shadowrend.

“Shadowrend, if you’re here for the same purpose, you might as well leave now.”

From the shadows, Shadowrend emerged, his demeanor serious.

“Fine. But you should be aware—someone is on your trail. They’re formidable and not easily dealt with.”

Alden smiled calmly, his confidence unwavering. “It doesn’t concern me.”

Being hunted didn’t intimidate him.

Not at this moment.

Even a being with God-level talent would struggle against him now.

“Very well. Take care of yourself.”

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