There was someone was cursing him, so Mike naturally turned his head to take a look.
It was a young man. He was a native of Miracle, but not a human of Earth.
There was a general difference in appearance. For example, the color of their hair and pupils. They were different from the humans from Earth.
"D*mn Mike!" The young man was furious.
Why was there so much hatred?
Mike didn't know him, so he definitely hadn't offended him. Or at least, he hadn't offended him on purpose.
"What's he angry about?" Mike asked the other humans around him.
They were all humans that had joined Tyrone Academy, and they didn't have any ill intentions towards each other, so he was very willing to answer Mike.
"I heard that Mike stole his record."
"Record?"
"Yeah, when Mike cleared the Scarlet Church, this 'Freddy' was also in the midst of clearing the dungeon. He was just a little bit farther from being the first to clear it, but in the end, it was Mike who did it."
Mike was stunned.
There was actually such a coincidence.
No wonder he was so angry.
"Mike, a piece of trash who has been targeted by the various palaces, unable to enter the city, unable to enter the dungeon, is already going out of date and yet he still snatched my record! When I find him, I will definitely not let him off so easily!!" Freddy was furious.
Mike shrugged.
Then, you should find him first.
He didn't bother to put any significance on this... Freddy.
"Huh?"
Mike was suddenly startled.
'So, the skill 'Zero' was actually this powerful?' Mike was surprised.
Just now, Mike's real self had used Zero to fuse the immunity and counterattack ability of both the Heart of Darkness and the Cursed Mirror!
Although the skill was only at Level 1 and the degree of immunity and counterattacking was low, it could be nurtured and grow further.
"Once it's cultivated, it would be invincible..." Mike said in surprise.
He was ready to continue with a few more dungeons.
"Mike."
"Mike."
There were a few people who came looking for Mike, and they were not only humans from Earth, but they were some that were also Miracle's native life forms. They had automatic language translations between each other, so there were no barriers. This was how many people quickly made friends with each other.
"Hello, what's the matter?" Mike did not know why they came.
"The dean is looking for you!"
"The dean?"
Mike himself didn't know when he started becoming such a big deal.
And this was his doppelganger.
Even a doppelganger could attract such a big commotion?
[Hidden Information: The dean has considered you to have Gold-Tier potential and is willing to let you participate in an event.]
"I'll be there right away." Mike nodded.
If they didn't mean any harm, he wouldn't mind going over to take a look.
He knew very little about the content of the current Miracle, so it was not a big deal for him to participate in more things. In any case, he had his real body and his doppelganger to progress with, so he wouldn't be delaying his trip to the dungeon.
More than one person was waiting in the dean's office. After Mike knocked on the door and came in, he sat on the sofa and waited for the dean to finish talking to the others. The dean then turned his head to look at Mike.
"Mike... Your name is too interesting. Is it that all the ones named 'Mike' are this great? Hahaha," the dean joked, and Mike laughed along with him.
His real self was really famous.
People knew and talked about him everywhere he went.
"But, don't worry. After a while, no one will remember that Mike and will only you. Because you will far surpass him! That Mike has offended the various palaces and his future has been completely cut off. You are different, you have a great future," the dean said.
What was Mike supposed to say? He could only pretend to agree.
On the inside, he really wanted to laugh, but he had to hold back his laughter. It was exhausting.
"I have an activity here that I hope you can participate in," the dean said.
"This is a sparring session. Only the strongest and most promising group of people in Tyrone Academy can participate in a ranked sparring session."
Mike was puzzled.
What was the meaning of this activity?
"What is the purpose of a ranking competition?" Mike didn't understand.
"That's a good question. Actually, ranking competitions are meaningless." The dean actually nodded in agreement. "However, if the advanced academies were to only accept the few most outstanding people from each academy, a ranking competition is very necessary. Because other than that, no matter what your ranking is, there will always be people who won't accept it."
Mike came to a realization that for future and better development, it was indeed necessary to have rankings.
"If you can join the advanced academies, you might be able to join the branches of the various palaces in the future."
"If you perform well in the branches of the various palaces, you can be promoted to join the Regional Headquarters."
"If you perform well in the Regional Headquarters..."
"You can join the Headquarters of the various palaces!"
"The Palace of the Sea King, the Palace of the Fire King, and even the Palace of the Heavenly King!"
The academy, the advanced academy, the branches, the regional headquarters, then the headquarters.
There were so many procedures.
Finally, he could join the headquarters that had initially invited him in the beginning.
Sure.
Mike considered letting his doppelganger sneak in to take a look. Wreak havoc. Steal some skills or something.
"Originally, you had just joined the academy, so you shouldn't be able to participate in these senior students' sparring sessions. Considering that you have Gold potential, maybe you can give it a try. You might be able to skip Tyrone Academy and go to a higher-level place," the dean said, "Of course, everything depends on your opinion."
"Are you willing to participate?"
"Yes." Mike agreed.
Mike's name was put on the list of sparring activities.
The name caused a huge uproar as soon as it appeared.
Mike!
Later, people found out that it was only a duplicate name and not the same Mike that they knew.
"Why are there so many Mikes?"
"He just joined Tyrone Academy and he wants to compete with the seniors? What was he thinking?"
"Are all people named Mike that reckless?"
"Unfortunately, there is only one Mike. He won't create a miracle like the other Mike. He will be beaten black and blue."
"The other Mike won't last long either. He's just living off the last rays of light now."
The whole of Tyrone Academy was discussing this matter enthusiastically.
There were many spectators at the venue. Many people wanted to see how far they could grow in the advanced year of Tyrone Academy.
Actually, it wasn't that advanced.
It was generally over Level 30.
Mike had given his original body's strength to his doppelganger, so he could completely crush these people in terms of attributes.
"There's someone who just entered the academy."
"I heard that he has Gold potential."
"Even if he has Diamond potential, isn't he still just a newcomer? Well good luck to him, that's one less competitor."
"That's true, our ranking is guaranteed. No matter how unlucky we are, there will still be people below us."
"Haha."
The other participants leisurely chatted as they entered the arena one after another.
"Wow."
Suddenly, there was a burst of cheers.
"Freddy is here. I heard that he's ranked first in Tyrone Academy for several years in a row. He has a very strong aura."
This person's arrival was not surprising.
Previously, he was angry at Mike for clearing the Scarlet Church before him.
He did have some strength.
"Mike?!" Freddy's eyes suddenly turned cold as soon as he arrived.
Mike, who he had been angry at for a long time, was actually here?
"It's just a guy with the same name," someone explained.
"Hmph, I hate it when I see this name. Better not let me touch him later, I'll beat him even if he only has the same name!" Freddy obviously hated Mike a lot.
The matches were random, and Mike met his first enemy.
It was someone with the Barbarian Class.
"A newbie and a Necromancer. Can you withstand my attack?"
The Barbarian named Rhode felt very lucky. "If you surrender now and admit defeat, it will cause you less pain."
Mike summoned the undead, and Rhode understood what Mike meant from that.
"Don't blame me and say that I didn't give you a chance!" Rhode laughed.
One was not allowed to use any equipment while sparring.
Rhode threw a punch.
Bang!
The undead didn't shatter as expected. Instead, it was Rhode's hand that was in pain.
This...
What level of undead is this?!
Wasn't he a newbie?!