I Can Only Cultivate In A Game-Chapter 127: Don’t Fail Me Now, White Dragon

Victor offered a tired smile. "Just glad I was fast enough."

She bowed politely and stepped away, leaving the two of them alone again.

Alyss crossed her arms. "For what it's worth… I'm sorry."

Victor stared at her. "You should sue her."

Alyss laughed bitterly. "Sue Zara Feng? That's rich."

"I'm serious."

She looked at him like he'd grown another head. "Victor, even if we filed a complaint, even if we had footage—which we do—it would never stick. She's a Mana Defense Officer. Level 57. You know what that means?"

"Yeah. It means she nearly threw me through the Earth's crust."

"It means," Alyss voiced with a low tone. "that she's protected. Untouchable. There are maybe thirty Awakeners in the whole city at that level. The government bends over backwards to keep them happy."

Victor was silent.

"They're the reason we still have walls," Alyss continued. "The reason we're not overrun by Drakenar, Sylrith, or Umbryx. The last time a mana beast tide broke through the barrier, it took six awakened just to push them back. Zara held a frontline with only two others. They can't risk losing her… and she knows it."

Victor slowly nodded.

He hated it.

But she wasn't wrong.

Mana Defense Officers weren't just heroes anymore—they were necessary evils. The thin line between survival and extinction.

Victor left the studio sometime later with the place still half in ruins and tension hanging in the air like smoke.

His phone buzzed briefly with a message from Vantablade Studios confirming his payment and—surprisingly—a package of their latest collection was packed into black carrying bags, both male and female variants.

Maybe it was guilt.

Maybe it was PR damage control.

Either way, he wasn't going to refuse it.

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When he stepped into the apartment, his mom was at the dining table, sorting through some groceries and humming softly to herself.

She looked up and her eyes immediately widened.

"Victor." she noticed the bandages and small bruises on his jawline. "What happened?"

He held up a hand casually. "It's nothing. Just... slipped and smacked my face on some camera gear."

Her eyes narrowed suspiciously. "You're a terrible liar."

He shrugged and walked past before dropping the bags onto the couch. "Yeah, but at least I'm consistent."

"You need to be more careful... if something..."

"I'm fine mom. It's the first time you're ever seeing me come home looking this way... It will also be the last. Don't worry about me," Victor stopped her in her tracks.

She didn't press him further. But her frown lingered.

Victor reached into one of the bags and pulled out several beautiful female outfits, glowing faintly in delicate hues.

"For you," he said before placing them in front of her. "Courtesy of Vantablade."

She touched the fabric and stared at him. "Victor, these are... these are expensive."

"I know." He smiled. "I got paid."

He walked to his room as she stood there with a stunned look.

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Once in the quiet of his room, Victor collapsed on his bed with a groan.

His phone buzzed.

> Transaction Received: +3,000,000 credits from Vantablade Studios

Current Account Balance: 5,020,320 Credits

He sat up with a look of excitement.

He had never in his life had more than two thousand credits at once. Ever.

Now?

He could pay rent for the next five years. Cover his mom's medical expenses. Even buy a personal mana backup core for the apartment—something most people only dreamed of.

He could make the apartment completely conducive for his incoming sibling.

He stared at the numbers on the display, unblinking.

"This… this is real."

His mind drifted.

Three days left. Then Awakened Academy would resume.

Everything would change again.

He stood slowly and walked toward his mirror.

His reflection greeted him—hair streaked with white, eyes a little too tired for someone his age, a line of bandages running across his nose and cheekbone.

Victor stared at himself for a long time.

"I still don't get it," he murmured. "Why did she stop? Zara... She was going to kill me or at least leave me seriously injured."

He raised a hand and brushed his fingers across the bandages.

Then paused.

A thought bloomed in his mind.

"…I wonder if that'll work in real life…"

He hesitated.

Then, he slowly pulled the bandages off. The skin underneath was red and torn. His nose was obviously still healing.

He stared at it.

Then spat into his palm.

"Don't fail me now, White Dragon."

He rubbed the spit across the injuries.

At first, nothing happened.

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Then—

A faint warmth enveloped his face, accompanied by a tingling sensation.

Right before his eyes, the torn skin began to close. The bruises faded. The redness vanished like paint being wiped off glass.

His eyes widened.

"…No way."

He touched his face.

It was still tender—but the wounds were completely healed.

Victor leaned closer to the mirror. "Woah it actually works... I'm like a Warrior, a mage and a healer all at once..."

He didn't want to think much about this but wasn't this too much power for just one person?

'If I was this strong months ago... could I have prevented that...?' Victor let out a sigh and slumped onto the couch in his room with his nose still tender under the healing skin.

A warm glow from the ceiling light softened the tired shadows under his eyes. He opened a group call with his boys—Danny, Max, and Jake—and in seconds, the screen lit up with their faces.

Victor didn't even get a word in before Jake blurted out, "Bro, you're kidding me. She actually tried to cut you up?!"

Apparently, Victor had already mentioned what happened today on the group chat.

Danny's eyes were bulging. "She threatened to chop your limbs off? In a public building?! That psycho witch!"

Victor smirked before sipping from his Stormcore+ drink. "Yup. Studio floor nearly collapsed. Broke my nose. Got tossed out through a wall and nearly had my skull bashed in."

"Okay but why is no one arresting her?" Jake questioned with a look of anguish. "That's, like, several crimes. On camera!"