As Jake was still basking in the feeling of his level-ups and post-battle euphoria, he opened his status window. The reverie of his colleagues was of little interest to him, as while he enjoyed the victory, he didn’t exactly view it as some monumental achievement. They were overgrown rodents… badgers are rodents, right? Probably not. Moving on.

Status

Name: Jake Thayne

Race: [Human (G) – lvl 1]

Class: [Archer – lvl 2]

Profession: N/A

Health Points (HP): 130/130

Mana Points (MP): 120/120

Stamina: 111/130

Stats

Strength: 13

Agility: 14

Endurance: 13

Vitality: 13

Toughness: 11

Wisdom: 12

Intelligence: 12

Perception: 18

Willpower: 10

Free points: 3

Titles

of the

confirm his class or title. And it sure had grown. His agility alone had nearly doubled with the title and levels added together, going from 8 to 14. With Perception being the stat increased by 2 points per archer level, it had grown by an entire 8

could be his imagination, but he felt like his perception was still increasing as he stood there, venting down. Either the new stats only applied their bonus gradually, or perhaps one simply needed time to get used to them. Got to experiment

athlete in peak form, at least. Yet it had all felt so natural that he hadn't even questioned it for a second. It was almost scary how easy it was to adapt

write it off as system-magic, he dismissed the status screen, finally noticing that everyone was either staring at him or the

him. Turning to the rest of

plan by killing half of the beasts before the fight even began. The only beneficial part of the plan still applicable being what to do with

animals. Especially not the one killed by Bertram and Theodore as it was a complete mess, filled with holes. They ended up only taking the two killed by Jake at the start of the fight, as they were the most whole. The carrying went to Ahmed, who felt bad

they walked forward, still looking for any source of water, Jake checked his quiver and took note that he was down to 54 arrows, having fired

with the ability to conjure [common] quality

to himself… only to figure out four seconds later that injecting something with mana was way easier than he had anticipated. He just had to hold it in his hands, and then think really hard

In the quiver, he saw arrows slowly appear, seemingly growing out of the sides of it. After half a minute or so, there

arrow. Got it. Damn, this would have been useful back in the day, he thought to himself while admiring the

have to clean the arrows somehow before they were useful again. Secondly, their penetrative power would be reduced if already used once, if only by a little. Third... he could just magically conjure them. And if he started getting low on mana

recollect

front, walking beside Bertram. Bertram seemed to hesitate about something, but

the military or something? Or maybe you went hunting from time to

expecting that kind of question. “No to both. But I did a lot of archery when I was younger, and still practice when I

honestly confused. If he had to say so himself, he did decently in the

nothing more,” Bertram said, not pressing further. Though he didn’t

thing he had noticed was the complete absence of insects or grubs or any of the smaller animals, really.

though. Normal animals seem to have mutated, or perhaps become something else entirely. Imagining mutated mosquitoes, ticks, or

forest was extremely dense and full of hills, fallen trees, and giant bushes, which made knowing what was 10 meters ahead of you an uphill task.

more minutes of walking, Jake finally spotted some movement off to his left. He instantly poked Bertram in the side, who followed his line of sight, also seeing the rustling bush. Bertram lifted his arm, motioning the

rustling, and everything went silent once more. As the seconds passed, everyone seemed to start relaxing. Everyone but Jake.

very closely. He spotted light being reflected between the leaves, and without

than up to their knees. After stumbling for a few steps, It fell on the ground,

[Boar-Beast – lvl 1] –

stared at the dead pig. Jacob opened his mouth to say something but was

“SQUEEEEAL!”

out, followed by the sound

“RUN!”

found his way around one of the larger trees. Without hesitation, he took out his

behind the trees. Bertram was the

Jake was making rapid progress climbing up the tree, the bush where the small boar had come from earlier was torn apart. A massive boar, taller than even Bertram, the tallest

The impact made him lose his grip on the arrow, but he managed to

stood frozen gathered around another tree nearby with everyone just gawking at the huge beast. Finally, Jacob got his shit together and

preparing to engage, instead kept smashing its head into the tree while making loud squeals. A bad move by it in retrospect, as it

of the other humans. The mana bolts made small explosions as they smashed

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