Chapter 45 (1/2)

In the room, Mike opened his eyes and exited the Second World.

Looking at this familiar environment, Mike felt moved.

He was still himself, his home was still his home, and the world was still the same world.

However, his life had already undergone an earth-shattering change.

Who would have thought that he could be reborn and activate his SSS-grade talent?

From Inconspicuous Dirt, he had suddenly become the famous God Slayer in the new region.

Mike smiled.

Life was truly amazing.

Ding dong.

At this moment, his phone suddenly lit up and a notification sounded.

Mike picked up his phone and took a look. It was his good friend, Little Fat Tom.

At this time, Tom sent a message to Mike:

[Good brother, do you want to come out for dinner?]

Mike smiled.

He knew that his good friend was worried about him.

Tom was worried that Mike would be depressed because he had activated a D-grade talent.

Mike quickly replied with a message:

[Okay, where are you?]

As soon as this message was sent, there was a knock on the door.

The smile on Mike’s face became even wider.

With such a good brother, he would have no regrets in this life.

As soon as he opened the door, Little Fat Tom said,

“Brother, you don’t have to be too depressed. Let’s go together…”

At this point, Tom was speechless.

Because he could clearly see that not only was there not a trace of depression on Mike’s face, but instead he looked as if he was… very happy?

Tom’s heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that Mike was unable to handle the shock and had gone insane!

He nervously looked Mike up and down, not saying a word.

Mike smiled faintly and pulled Tom out of the door.

Soon, the two of them arrived at a restaurant that they often visited.

Tom’s family background was decent, so they often invited Mike here to eat.

Because the two of them were very close, they did not care about the money.

After sitting down, Tom asked, “Are… are you okay?”

Along the way, he did not dare to ask. He had been carefully observing Mike.

However, he found that Mike did not seem to have a mental problem, so he finally opened his mouth.

Mike raised his eyebrows and asked, “Why am I not okay?”

“Nothing, nothing.” Tom waved his hand repeatedly and asked tentatively,

“Then did you log into the game today?”

Many people who drew low-level talents would be depressed for a day or two, feeling that they had no hope in life, so they would not want to log into the game. This was a very common thing, and it happened every year.