Game Over Not Over for Me novel Chapter 75

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

**Chapter 75: Olden Warriors’ Ambush**

The moment of triumph arrived, and with it came a cascade of rewards that resonated in Alden’s ears like a symphony of victory.

*Ding!* “You’ve obtained 42 Skill Books.”

*Ding!* “You’ve obtained 65 pieces of gear.”

*Ding!* “You’ve obtained 2,200 gold.”

*Ding!* “You’ve obtained 1 dragon gut.”

*Ding!* “You’ve obtained…”

A relentless stream of system notifications echoed through Alden’s mind, each one a reminder of the monumental achievement he had just accomplished. This was not just another victory; it was a significant payday, one that promised to elevate his status in the game.

As he scanned the loot, the gleaming gear caught his eye, but he quickly realized that the level requirements far exceeded his current abilities. With a sigh, he set them aside, knowing they would be of no use to him for now. However, the Skill Books posed a different dilemma altogether.

Once a player reached the main city, the landscape of skills and gear transformed dramatically. Categories became more defined, and the barriers to entry tightened considerably compared to the Rookie Village. The thought of navigating these new restrictions gave him a slight headache.

Yet, Alden had a unique advantage. Being the very first player to conquer the dungeon entitled him to special privileges. The Bloodthirst Dragon Armor he had previously received was intended solely for warriors, but his status as the dungeon’s first-clearer wiped away that limitation, granting him the opportunity to learn it.

“I will learn Bloodthirst Dragon Armor,” he declared with unwavering resolve.

**Bloodthirst Dragon Armor: 1 Star**

*Effect:* 5% of the damage you take converts into healing, restoring your HP.
*Consumption:* None.
*Cooldown:* None.
*Proficiency:* 0/1000.
*(Proficiency equals one-tenth of the total HP restored with this skill.)*

Alden’s lips curled into a satisfied smile. This was going to be an easy skill to upgrade.

**Proficiency: 1/5**

As he reflected on his past battles, memories of facing formidable bosses flooded his mind. He often sustained over 10,000 damage in a single blow. Even at a modest 5% healing, that translated to a restoration of 500 HP, which would grant him 50 proficiency points.

“Boosting the star rank will be a cinch,” he mused, feeling a surge of confidence.

However, he knew that for other players, this wouldn’t be as simple. Most tanks, especially those between levels 10 and 15, had health pools ranging from 5,000 to 10,000, with a rare few reaching 20,000. For them, enduring such damage while attempting to heal was a near-impossible feat. Even a player with 15,000 HP would struggle to gain even 100 proficiency points from a complete wipeout.

Pushing those thoughts aside, Alden carefully stored the loot in the guild warehouse, pleased to have ample space thanks to the five-star guild’s storage capabilities.

As he stepped outside the dungeon, Alden glanced at the time. Finley should be arriving any moment now. But just as he began to relax, a flicker of movement caught his eye.

A shadow darted behind him in an instant.

“A movement skill,” he noted, instincts kicking in.

“Rising Strike!”

The attack connected, chipping away 295 HP. It wasn’t a devastating blow, but it was enough to make him pay attention. The assailant followed up with a flurry of three rapid thrusts, sending Alden hurtling into the air and rendering him momentarily immobile.

Narrowing his eyes, Alden realized he was being ambushed. Who could it be?

Before he could gather his thoughts, another figure emerged from the shadows. Just as Alden was about to crash to the ground, the newcomer’s hand shot out and seized his throat in a chokehold.

The grip was firm, unyielding.

Then, with a sudden burst of force, a Forward Fist struck him, propelling him further into the air.

“Damn, you’re sturdy,” the attacker muttered, clearly taken aback by the resistance he encountered.

“It feels different from my usual targets,” he continued, a hint of admiration creeping into his voice. “Must have some high Resilience.”

Refusing to relent, the assailant charged forward again, fists a blur as he unleashed another series of attacks.

“Rapid Fist!”

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Suddenly, bright red numbers floated above Alden’s head, a stark reminder of the damage he was enduring.

Just as he was about to crash down, a roaring pillar of fire erupted beneath him, sending him soaring back into the air.

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+20 Free Coins

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