After one minute, the metal doors of the pressure machine opened, and Dustin walked out calmly.

He seemed so relaxed no one could have guessed that he had withstood such high pressure.

"Sir, I get to advance to the next level, right?" Dustin asked.

"O—of course!" Getting over his shock, the staff nodded frantically.

He couldn't believe that Dustin could withstand level-100 pressure for a minute. Was Dustin made of darksteel? This was unbelievable!

"Damn, he's a monster." Georgia was in a