Return of the Sword God-Rank Civil Servant novel Chapter 479

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After flying for quite a while, the place Su-ho arrived at was none other than the S-rank Training Center located inside Nexus Academy.

There was no staff.

Well, he hadn’t told anyone he was coming in the first place.

But it didn’t matter.

If it was Nexus Academy, and if it was Su-ho of all people, then this place was no different from his own master bedroom.

“Yeah. How did I not think of that?”

Su-ho grinned from ear to ear as he opened the center with his Master Card and went inside.

Then, after booting up Infinity—the virtual reality program that had been upgraded yet again—he started inputting the commands he needed.

'If I’m so strong that I don’t have any rivals, then I just need to downgrade myself.'

And on top of that, he could simply ‘create’ people who were stronger than him.

It felt stupid.

It was such an easy problem, and it was the core of it all, yet he’d overlooked it this whole time.

Thinking that if Destruction Fist got upgraded through Infinity, he should give Grid one Rune of the Seven Deadly Sins, Su-ho lay back inside the capsule device.

[ Starting the Infinity program. ]

A familiar notification.

Soon his consciousness was transmitted, and when Su-ho opened his eyes again, he had arrived in “Kunlun,” the place where he used to train Banshee and the kids all the time.

Su-ho immediately snapped his fingers and began activating the commands he’d input.

[ Starting the input program, ‘An Su-ho Upgrade Program’ . ]

Wiiing!

The program, “An Su-ho Upgrade Program,” began.

There wasn’t really a need to name it, but he’d slapped on a rough name so it would be easy to find later when he wanted to use it again.

As the project activated, an avatar with the exact same build as Su-ho was summoned before his eyes.

The avatar had no name.

He just called it a dummy.

But that dummy was Su-ho himself, created in Su-ho’s image—because it didn’t only copy his appearance. It replicated everything: the techniques and skills he used, his stat values, all of it.

Su-ho snapped his fingers once more.

Then identical status windows with identical numbers floated above Su-ho’s head and the dummy’s head, and above them appeared the words, “Overall Combat Power : 100.”

Su-ho said with a grin,

“Alright, in front of my eyes I’ve got a duplicate that’s identical to me in every way. That guy uses my techniques, my habits, my behavior, my stat values—hell, even my combat sense is the same. Because I set it that way. And because of that.”

When Su-ho stepped toward the dummy, the dummy moved the exact same way as Su-ho.

And when Su-ho threw a straight punch at the dummy, the dummy also moved exactly the same—like Su-ho in a mirror, without even a hair’s breadth of error—and collided with Su-ho’s extended fist.

And the moment their fists met.

Paaang!!

For an instant, the sound of the air popping rang out, and a blast of pressure spread outward.

Heh—

At the flashy effect, Su-ho smiled.

“If we both swing the same punch like that, neither of us gets pushed back and only the air explodes. Sounds impossible? Sorry, but it’s possible. This is reconstructed through a program.”