Chapter 103.1: Hal Seems Human?
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Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game Chapter 103.1: Hal Seems Human?

In Exile Town's Town Hall, Hal was seated in a high-back chair, one arm propped up and supporting his cheek. His head was slightly tilted down as he stared fixedly at his shadow.

Through the faint shadow, he could see two overlapping but distinctly clear scenes.

Just like last night, the undead in the scene were locked in combat with his inner demons.

But, somewhat different from the night before, these undead fought with more order, unlike the chaotic brawl of the previous night.

The undead with shields knew how to restrict "Jim's" movements, while those with swords, daggers, and machetes focused on striking "Jim's" lower limbs. Even the ones with crude wooden staves used rudimentary dark magic to slow down "Jim's" movements.

How Yang managed to teach these fragile undead combat skills and even basic dark magic didn't bother Hal. He, Tuttle, and Finley had long concluded that these dubious Taranthan undead were no ordinary undead. Rather, it was likely that these were certain great demons summoned by Yang from some unknown dimension, for there was no way to explain how these undead possessed intelligence close to or even surpassing ordinary people.

What puzzled Hal was that these undead of mysterious origins were still enthusiastically going about this futile task when they ought to know that these monsters in the distorted mental domain were merely the twisted projections of his mind, and killing them had no meaning.

If they had the dedication and reason to absolutely eliminate those monsters in the altered mental domain, then wouldn't it make more sense to attack him in person instead of struggling with these projections?

It couldn't be that these undead were so dedicated to coming in and out of his altered mental domain just to humiliate him, right?

At this thought, Hal suddenly felt that this might be the truth.

But recalling how miserably these undead perished in his altered mental domain made him reckon it didn't quite add up.

These death-defying undead that didn't fear death would still try to av

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