91 Change in appearance (1/2)

After searching extensively for half an hour, I was finally able to find a perfect sword for myself.

Cleaver:- One of the heaviest and largest two handed sword out there. Perfect for hunting large mutant beasts. But beware of it's heavy weight as it starts at 50 kg which doubles with each tier.

Level- Tier 1

Cost- 80 white coins

I used almost of all the white coins I had to buy 8 Cleavers so that I could merge them together and get a 4th tier weapon.

It weighed 400 kg in it's current tier.

And despite the fact that it was supposed to be a two handed weapon, I was move it around easily with just one hand.

This made me feel a bit apprehensive.

Before the apocalypse, I was capable to lifting 10 kg weight with one hand easily.

At that point, I had about 0.9 or 0.8 strength.

Now have 11.2 strength which I should be capable of lifting 120 to 130 kg weight easily as well.

But this sword weighed a whooping 400 kilograms.

Damn!

Just goes to show how important those Evolutions are.

If I was only a Human or a Enhanced Human, I would have never been capable to lifting this sword so easily even with the large increment in stats.

But I was not a mere Human anymore.

I was… much more.

I swung the sword around a few more times and felt immense satisfaction at the 'Whoosh' sound that came as the blade cut through the air.

It was a great feeling.

Then I looked at the remaining wealth in my possession and cringed.

I am poor.

I wanted another weapon for the left hand but it seems like I can't do it at the moment.

If I wanted another weapon, then I needed white coins. To gain white coins, I needed cores and crystals.

But can't have them if I stay here.'

Sigh… Seems like I can only practice with my sword today.

I looked at the place where Raka was sitting.

He had gained possession of a few marbles from somewhere and was playing with them on his own.

He really gave the feeling of a man-child at this moment.

And he seemed to be enjoying himself quite a bit, if his giggles were any indicator.

Wow… Now I want to play as well.

I shook my head and stopped myself from my childish tendencies.

Me and my friends played quite a bit with marbles when we were children.

But I was not a child anymore.

And it needed no mention that the world was fucked.

So. No marbles.

”Oye Raka. Come here.” I called and he reluctantly collected the marbles in his bag before coming over to me.

”What is it?” he asked and I felt a large grin in my face.

”You'll be my training partner today.” I said and watched with amusement as his face turned pale.

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The training regiment I created for myself was rather simple.

And it involved stones.

Lots and lots of stones.

And the despite the fact that a 'training regiment' sound like a complicated thing, it was in facet, pretty simple.