Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 513

Chapter 513 Buzzkill

Atticus suddenly raised two fingers.

"For you to be useful as you claim, there are only two ways." One finger dropped, leaving just one.

"One, you either have to be stronger than me or close to my strength. And Aurora, I'm really not trying to brag here or belittle you in any way, but I'm incredibly strong for my age group. Unless you find some kind of divine treasure or suddenly awaken a dormant strength, forget about this path. No amount of time and training can help you narrow this gap as much as you want."

Atticus's words were brutal, so brutal that he saw how hard Aurora's fists were clenched and as her gaze started getting watery, but regardless, he didn't stop. She needed to hear this.

The second finger came up, returning to two. Atticus spoke, "Two, you find something essential that you're better at than me. It could be anything; what matters is that you're good at it."

Atticus suddenly grabbed Aurora's clenched hands, stopping her from injuring her palms. He gently opened up her fists before flashing a gentle smile.

"The second is a bit more possible than the first, and I believe that instead of you being a buzzkill and crying like a baby, you should instead focus on finding what this thing is."

Aurora's heart warmed. Just why was Atticus so good to her? She suddenly lowered her head, tears streaming down her face as she sniffed. After a few seconds, she muttered softly under her breath, "I'm not a buzzkill."

"Huh? What did you say?"

Aurora suddenly kicked Atticus's leg, causing him to let go of her hand, startled.

"I said I'm not a buzzkill!" Aurora exclaimed, but as though realizing something, she suddenly turned and faced away from Atticus, her hand moving to wipe away her tears.

Atticus smiled, shaking his head slightly.

"Thank you," Aurora muttered softly, and just as she was about to leave, Atticus suddenly spoke,

"Wait, I'm curious though. What was your initial plan when you came here?" _{ƒreewebɳovel.com}

His words made Aurora flinch as she suddenly started twirling her hair.

"I wanted to ask you to train me," Aurora muttered.

Atticus stared at her back for a few seconds before bursting into laughter, his mirth resounding across the room.

"B-bastard!" Aurora's face instantly turned crimson with embarrassment as she immediately started running towards the exit of the training room.

The door slid open, and she ran out of it before she died of embarrassment.

Atticus chuckled, wiping off a tear at the edge of his left eye before releasing a deep breath. This little sister of his was surely a handful.

Atticus shook his head and approached the control terminal of the training room. He swiftly changed the settings of the room, and the scene suddenly shifted into an expansive and lush grassland.

The gentle sounds of birds chirping and the rustling of leaves created a serene backdrop that would instantly calm even the most chaotic minds.

Atticus chose a random spot and then simply sat down cross-legged. Taking in a deep breath and releasing it in the next instant, Atticus closed his eyes and instantly entered a deep state of focus.