Chapter: 236
“So they got 26 while I was sleeping… but I’ve been here for hours and got 26 myself? That’s a little ridiculous; they literally doubled my stones while I slept.. Undead truly are the best workers.” Jay shook his head, still amazed.
“The experience alone would have been enough for me” he chuckled.
Jay wanted to stay in the dungeon with his skeletons, but had to make a decision.
“I’ll have to leave the dungeon soon, I don’t want to miss Trenly again.”
“I suppose I could just leave the skeletons here to gather crystals and level me up while I sleep tonight” he shrugged with a devilish smile, “Anya will lose her shit when she sees that I’m level 9”
“Compared to having the skeletons hunt in the forest, they give so much more exp slaying higher level monsters in dungeons, so this is much better than having them kill things in the forest.”
Jay decided to heal his skeletons before leaving the dungeon, draining his mana slightly – but it was nothing that he couldn’t get back with a good night’s sleep.
A pillar sprung up from the street as Jay willed to leave, a door embedded in the pillar. Touching the handle, he opened it into the real world and stepped out cautiously.
Looking around with his shield raised in suspicion, Jay was glad that the weird demon tree was gone.
“Hm, they probably all went home.” There weren’t any adventurers around either, and it had gotten dark.
With an exhale, he lowered his shield and took out his luminous orb, charging it before he began walking back to Losla; heading south on the trail before heading west around the mountain in order to cross the north bridge of the town – the route most adventurers took.
The path was well-trodden, as this dungeon was instanced which gives greater rewards upon completion – of course, at this point, many of the adventurers here would be way too weak.
The average adventurer level in Losla was gradually creeping up to five, and they were still babies compared to what would await them in future campaigns.
Approaching the lights of the town, Jay noticed a few people still outside, wandering between the houses.
“I guess it’s not too late, but I’m pretty tired so I might as well go to bed.” thought Jay as he made his way home and went to sleep.
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*Shring~*
A single strike created a red slit across a soap rat’s neck. It’s body suddenly stopped moving before it’s head slowly slid off.
Another soap rat saw this and paused in fear – but this was more than enough time for Matheson to dash across to it.
*Shring~*
A single slice from his skinny sword was all that was needed to create a slit right down the middle of the soap rat’s head. It’s head dropped to the ground and split in half.
With the gaze of a ravenous hunter, Matheson had an emotionless expression.
“Perhaps I should find a more challenging dungeon.”
When he first started coming here, he proudly smirked with a wide smile every time, having a pompous attitude whenever he killed a rat – he celebrated himself as if he had brought down a god-tier boss monster, but as time progressed, his pride slowly began to disappear. These were level one rats, and he was nothing – he was slowly beginning to understand something that he was once protected from.
“Might makes right…” his thoughts drifted to the capital.