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The MMORPG 'EVR' was released unexpectedly one day, along with its advanced equipment that allowed players to fully immerse themselves in the game, even though prior VR technology wasn't nearly as realistic.

To prevent people from replacing their real lives with the game, the servers were shut down during the day and on weekends.

I was the best at the game, but since I had no friends or family, I could only watch and bet on sports while waiting for the servers to reopen—until the day I died and regressed to a week before the game was released.

I know everything that will happen in the game.

I know the game is not just realistic; it's real.

And for some reason, I don't need to log out!

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This is a no-harem story. It starts off quickly after narrating unnecessary details, so I suggest reading at least a few chapters to get to the heart of the story.

I Don't Need To Log Out

After lunch, the group headed to the forest once more for their final practice lesson.

Borik, a dwarf man, was in charge of this session. He was also Cika's vice principal.

Pierre's interest was piqued—this was the first time he had seen a tank NPC who seemed to be high-level.

"Gather around, everyone. This will be your last lesson before the exams," he said.

Borik stepped forward, rubbing his hands together as he eyed the gathered students and players.

"Alright, listen up," he said, his voice gruff but steady. "This ain't just another practice session.

This lesson is about holding your ground under pressure—because in two days, you'll be tested on more than just your ability to swing a sword or cast a spell."

Some of the students exchanged glances, intrigued.

Borik pointed toward a clearing in the forest. "I've set up a training zone. Your goal? Hold your position against an incoming force for ten minutes.

The Final Lesson