A blue-eyed man opened his eyes and saw a gray visor covering his vision.
He took off the headset, placed it beside him on the bed, and then closed his eyes, trying to make sense of what had just happened.
"Damn, damn, damn!" Jaeger smashed his fist against the bed in frustration.
He sat up on the edge of the bed and grabbed a bottle of water from the bedside table before downing it down his throat.
His drunkenness had vanished like a fleeting cloud.
This was another perks of Martial Online—if he got drunk there, it wouldn't transfer to his real life body.
He could indulge without consequence. Also, he had to take good care of his real body as he still participated in Martial Arts Competitions.
Especially since his real life strength transferred to his avatar. He figured that out in just a few days after playing.
