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... concentration after a while, but the rate of improvement seemed to falter.”

Above the mid-high rank, the rate of increasing the skill’s rank greatly decreased. This change in growth pace was often called the [High Level Slump]; Kim Sangyoon had reached this section.

“Hmm…” Seo Dawon listened to Kim Sangyoon with a careful expression and, soon, reached out his hand to him. A jelly-like golden mass fell genty from his fingertips and plopped onto the floor. It looked simultaneously l ...

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