As Xiang Yu examined his updated status screen, he nodded with quiet acceptance. Just as he had anticipated, the exchange rate had shifted once again to ten-to-one. Though potentially discouraging, he remained undeterred—progress was progress, regardless of the increasing difficulty curve. The steady advancement of his stats confirmed his path was working, even if the pace felt glacial at times.
"Still," he mused while absently rubbing his sore muscles, "there must be a way to accelerate this."
A sudden inspiration struck him like lightning. His junior sister always trained with weighted clothing, simultaneously developing her techniques and body refinement. The dual-purpose approach was elegantly efficient—why hadn't he thought of this sooner?
