It was still that plain.

Hammersmith was still the same image of the old man in human skin, it was just that today the suit had become a close-fitting tactical suit, outlining a strong body.

"It's Practical class today. Zero, are you ready to get beaten up?" Hammersmith asked.

Zero spread out his hands. "This is not fair. I don't have a proper weapon."

"In my world, you still want fairness? In every battle, which powerhouse didn't strive ...