The loan shark glanced at his three lackeys just in time they were staring at him with a pitiful expression.

He gritted his teeth. I don’t know what he’ll do but there’s a high chance he’ll cripple their mental state.

I can’t afford to lose them. They’ve been doing a great job for me.

He turned towards Max and was about to convince him when he met his gaze.

Max was smiling for a bit, but his eyes...

Were piercing cold.

Max would definitely take "no" as an answer to his invitation.

The loan shark clenched his fist and was infuriated remembering what had compelled him to appear today.

Just yesterday, his uncle, the provincial Minister of Justice contacted him that a powerful organization threatened his uncle to settle the matter about Max parents’ debt.

The loan shark was deeply shocked.

Before he had an interaction with Max’s parents, he had thoroughly investigated their background, including their sons.

They definitely didn’t have a power to threaten him, much less than his uncle who protected his business for half a decade already.

Out of nowhere, his uncle was suddenly threatened.

The loan shark broke into sweats and didn’t hesitate to let go of Max’s debt.

He still has twenty-eight other slaves.

Losing one was not a big deal to him.

However, he thought Max would let it go easily, but here he was, giving him a cold gaze and seemingly attempting to traumatize his lackeys.

He was infuriated.

But helpless.

He simmered down his emotion and said, "Let’s just forget about this matter, including you and my subordinates.

They—"

"Do you want to get involved, too?" Max smiled widely.

The loan shark’s hair stood on ends.

Max’s words were definitely a threat.

If Max could move an organization to threaten his uncle, what about an insignificant figure like him?

If Max wished to, the loan shark could lose his job and ended right into the jail.

Just thinking about it instantly dissipated his desire to protect his lackeys and swore to take revenge against Max.

The loan shark didn’t glance at his lackeys anymore before turning around and leaving.

Max simply watched his back and smiled.

Getting rid of the loan shark was difficult since he was aware of his uncle’s identity.

The loan shark would die a horrible death anyway after the apocalypse descended.

If he changed the loan shark’s fate by losing his job and taking interest to playing Apocalypse Online, he might be changing his life for the better.

Which Max didn’t want to.

He didn’t want to let the matter go easily, though.

He swore to retaliate against the three individuals who welcomed his regression unpleasantly.

The three lackeys were left behind by their boss and subordinates.

As much as they wanted to follow them and escaped, Max fixated his gaze on them.

Like a predator who already set his eyes on his prey, hunting them even if they hide at the end of the world.

The three lackeys trembled in fear.

If their boss couldn’t do anything against Max and decided to betray his loyal lackeys out of helplessness, they couldn’t believe they could get away just by fleeing.

Max had a terrifying hidden background that could force their scary boss to give up and even had to appear by himself to end their one-sided deal, bringing his lackeys to show his sincerity.

The leader of the three lackeys before, who carried a steel bat, stared at Max.

His gaze met his.

He shivered.

Max smiled. "Where is your steel bat?"

He stammered. "I-I didn’t bring it with me."

"Oh, no. You should have." Max shook his head. "This will be no fun.

Come inside first."

The three lackeys hesitated.

Under Max’s intense gaze, the leader of the lackeys led the way and entered.

He was trying his best to put up a courageous facade.

As they entered, they were about to turn around when their hearts skipped a beat after hearing the door closed.

They simultaneously turned around and were on guard against Max.

Max smiled at them and pondered.

He ruminated how to deal with them, enough to deal a heavy psychological trauma.

I don’t have any knowledge about torture. I’m a mage.

I guess, I just to be direct and be done with it.

As much as Max wanted to dive into Apocalypse Online again, he desired to satisfy himself first by dealing with them.

It has been a month, but the memory after his transmigration was still vivid in his mind.

And for the past month, he was exercising the simple exercise taught from the warriors in Apocalypse Online...

Max glanced at bald middle-age man and then his lackey to the right.

He clearly remembered him, the one who pushed the blame on him after stealing more than the supposed interest.

He said, "Do you know how to fight without relying on external weapons?"

He quickly shook his head. "No, Sir."

Max nodded. "Come here. I’ll teach you."

In fact, Max simply wanted to strength his strength. Not only he was strengthening himself inside the game, he was building up his physical body through the exercise.

The exercise was only fully effective four years later.

The result was apparent. Those who mastered the exercise early suddenly found themselves possessing a strength of a superhuman.

They broke the limits of human ability. The scientists who set the limit of the human capability, such as the impossibility of raising a ton object, were in disbelief.

But the exercise’s benefits didn’t limit to improving their physical body, their senses and mind became sharp, and they easily develop various martial arts that could stop a bullet with bare hands.

That was then the era of Apocalypse Online arrived.

For those who were not interested at first didn’t hesitate to invest heavily on playing.

Unfortunately, his brother remained unmoved, believing at that time was the perfect time for him to grab higher position and earn money.

Which in the end, his brother would truly regret once Apocalypse Online descended...