"Sigh, comparisons are just infuriating! I've been stuck at Bronze Middle for years without making any progress, but Fang Zhou managed to advance to Bronze Upper in just a few months. Is the gap between people really that vast?"
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It wasn't just the three captains; the other members of the Flame Medal Adventurer Group were also whispering amongst themselves, their gazes fixed on Fang Zhou's tent with expressions of extreme envy. In this Era of Myth, filled with the endless Human-Demon Blood War, there wasn't a single Professional who didn't want to raise their level and become stronger.
Unfortunately, the talents of most Professionals were quite mediocre. It was incredibly difficult for them to even advance to the Black Iron Tier, let alone the Bronze, Silver, or even Gold Tiers that lay beyond.
After stabilizing his Energy Fluctuations, Fang Zhou stepped out of his tent. He smiled, gave the three captains a nod of greeting, and then looked up at the rarely seen bright moon.
