His avatar swung the saber at a blinding speed of 1,000 clicks per second.

Creator_Dev offered a single item: . It was a sword made of pure, blinding white light. It had no stats.

The moment Dex's inventory filled up with strength points, the script teleported him to the shop, cashed them in for coins, and teleported him back to the farming zone in a fraction of a millisecond.

Just as his cursor hovered over the close button, a chat message appeared from the creator. "Nice script. Did you write it?"

The neon glow of Neo-Tokyo buzzed through Dex’s gaming monitor. He wasn't just playing Sabre Simulator anymore; he was dominating it.