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... The closest one was in Tokyo. By train, it would take him roughly two hours to get there. He had to make it—no matter what.

But staying alive until then was the real challenge. He still lacked combat skills, but thanks to his upgraded stats, his body felt sharper and stronger—like a blade finally honed.

He ran like the rest of the panicked crowd, fleeing—but he did it smart. With guns now in play, he zigzagged as he moved, anticipating stray bullets. He could've taken his own ro ...

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