"This place is somewhat similar to the Hyperbolic Time Chamber..."
Observing the practice space, Ethan couldn't help but think of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber from the Dragon Ball world.
It, too, extends time and serves as an excellent place for training.
"Then let's begin practicing!"
After a moment of contemplation, Ethan looked ahead.
Boom! ! !
With a mere thought, the open space in front of him transformed dramatically. A mountain over 100 meters tall rose instantly, towering in the vast and boundless practice space.
A slight smile played on his lips.
Training naturally requires a suitable environment.
In the practice space, Ethan is almost like a god, able to create any desired training environment with his will.
"Five Colored Threads!!"
Without wasting time, sharp threads extended from Ethan's fingertips. Under his control, they swept toward the cliff ahead like a network of threads.
Chi chi chi————
The sound of tearing was endless as Ethan continually unleashed threads, leaving a tangled web of cracks on the solid rock wall.
"Foot Shave Line!"
"Lower the Rogue Line!"
"Bounce the Thread!"
"...."
All sorts of thread-based abilities were displayed by Ethan, bursting forth like a torrent as he targeted the mountain for rigorous training.
He had already planned this practice session, prioritizing the development of his Thread Fruit abilities.
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His current mastery of the Thread Fruit was still very basic. Even if he didn't expect to reach the point of awakening during this session, he aimed to at least achieve a level of proficiency.
To develop the Thread Fruit, it was necessary to use it continuously, then transform it into various techniques according to his imagination, while also increasing the thread's strength.
In the practice space, there was no alternation of day and night, only a consistent light, making it difficult to sense the passage of time.
Additionally, the immunity to negative physical effects meant Ethan didn't need to worry about physical exhaustion and could develop his Thread Fruit abilities without restraint.
Time passed bit by bit. It was unclear how much time had elapsed, but after several peaks were destroyed in succession, Ethan's movements gradually slowed.
"I miscalculated. Although this space is immune to the negative effects on my body, it still drains me mentally..."
After practicing for an indeterminate amount of time, Ethan's physical strength was still at its peak, but fatigue crept in, making him dizzy. He had to stop practicing, first bending down to support his knees, and eventually lying flat on the ground without a care for his appearance.
Staring at the white sky, Ethan's eyes seemed unfocused, giving him a dazed look.
Indeed, he wouldn't feel hunger or physical burden here, but the mental aspect had its limits.
Long-term high-intensity practice also imposed a significant burden on his spirit, and Ethan had reached the limit of his mental endurance.
With a wry smile, Ethan could only stop and rest, allowing his tired mind to recover.
Fortunately, mental stamina lasts longer than physical strength, and reaching his limit meant a good sleep would restore him.
Ethan fell asleep where he lay, and upon naturally waking, he immediately resumed his training with renewed energy.
But this was just the beginning.
Practice, sleep, practice again...
In an environment like the practice space, where time seemed nonexistent, the continuous cycle allowed for total focus on training, yet it was also a monotony.
Humans are social creatures, and only a few can live alone for extended periods.
Mental exhaustion can be alleviated through rest, but spiritual solitude can only be endured with strong willpower.
Ethan no longer knew how long he had been in the practice space. Training had almost become instinctual, yet the seemingly endless routine also brewed negative emotions such as irritability and loneliness within him.
It's akin to some wealthy individuals who, despite having everything, gradually feel emptiness and loneliness over time.
"How long has it been? Months or days? When did my will become so weak that I actually wanted to lie still all the time?"
"Practice space... I see, it's not only about training the body but also cultivating the soul. To use this space to gain strength, you must have a heart that can endure emptiness and solitude!"
At some point, Ethan lay on the ground, muttering to himself. After slowly sitting up, he looked at the mountain he'd mostly destroyed.
Gritting his teeth, he jumped up and began training furiously once more.
Boom boom boom! ! !
Mountains cycled through destruction and reconstruction.
Loneliness, persistence, no matter how isolating...
Compared to mental fatigue, spiritual solitude became the biggest obstacle.
As if in a never-ending cycle, Ethan's mind constantly wavered between perseverance and loneliness.
He didn't know how much time had passed, but he used his strong will to crush the loneliness that surfaced repeatedly.
Gradually, the feeling of solitude appeared less frequently. In contrast, his will grew more resolute with each victory over loneliness.
.....
The moon rises and sets, and the sun just rises.
On Glass Island, a day passes quietly.
Candidates constantly rotated between being hunters and prey, employing various means to snatch others' number plates to collect six points.
In front of the cave at the bottom of the cliff.
Not far away, a candidate lay in a pool of blood, riddled with bullet holes, no longer alive.
Lisa sat cross-legged at the cave entrance, her expression calm, hands on knees, holding black and white guns.
The body of the candidate not far from the cave had clearly been killed by Lisa.
Late last night, the intruder had entered the area, and upon discovering Lisa, attempted to steal her number plate.
However, the outcome was clear. The intruder not only failed to capture the number plate but also lost his life.
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