The Primal Hunter

Chapter 50

Shadows danced on the cave wall as the flame flickered back and forth heating a bowl with green liquid within it, taking on a stable form. With a smile, Jake took a deep breath of the aroma as a notification appeared.

*You have successfully crafted [Stamina Potion (Inferior)] – A new kind of creation has been made. Bonus experience earned*

*’DING!’ Profession: [Prodigious Alchemist of the Malefic Viper] has reached level 45 - Stat points allocated, +5 free points*

*’DING!’ Race: [Human (E)] has reached level 34 - Stat points allocated, +5 free points*

Jake had finally managed to craft a stamina potion. It was a bit weird that he felt so much happiness from making something of inferior-rarity considering him pumping out common-rarity poisons like it was nothing. But it was still very satisfying nevertheless.

Looking at his creation, he was quite pleased.

[Stamina Potion (Inferior)] – Restores 485 stamina when consumed.

He couldn’t help but think back on the first mana potion he had crafted. It would only restore 87 mana, which was so bad. He still had the potion saved away within his spatial storage, as a memento. He somehow had managed not to consume it during his initial grind, and for sentimental reasons, he kept it around. It reminded him of how far he had come.

Putting the potion into his storage, he took out a bed instead. It was a bit paradoxical how physical exertion seemed not to affect Jake's exhaustion level, but reading about alchemy and doing alchemy seemed to tire him out so quickly.

He felt like getting some well-deserved rest and recuperate his resource and mental energy in the meanwhile.

Sitting on the lonely bed in the middle of the small cavern, he distributed his free points. He had decided to start investing in perception once more as he was beginning to feel comfortable with his level of strength and agility. Besides, he was closing in on his class evolution, which was sure to help his more combat-related stats immensely.

Opening his status screen, he nodded to himself at the progress. It wasn’t overly much, but he was slowly and surely improving. His main goal, of course, was to evolve his class as fast as possible.

Status

Name: Jake Thayne

Race: [Human (E) – lvl 34]

Class: [Archer – lvl 23]

Profession: [Prodigious Alchemist of the Malefic Viper – lvl 45]

Health Points (HP): 3182/3220

Mana Points (MP): 2587/3900

Stamina: 516/1150

Stats

Strength: 124

Agility: 145

Endurance: 115

Vitality: 322

Toughness: 166

Wisdom: 390

Intelligence: 126

Perception: 277

Willpower: 195

Free points: 0

of the New World],[Holder of a

One-Handed Weapon (Inferior], [Basic Stealth (Inferior)], [Advanced Archery (Common)], [Archers Eye (Common)], [Powershot (Uncommon)], [Basic Twin Fang Style (Uncommon)], [Basic Shadow Vault of Umbra

[Toxicology (Uncommon)], [Cultivate Toxin (Uncommon)], [Malefic Viper’s Poison (Rare)], [Palate of the Malefic Viper

Blessing of the Malefic Viper (Blessing

Myriad Races (Unique)], [Identify (Common)], [Meditate (Common)], [Shroud of the Primordial

of the Primal

good to see that his physical stats were

status screen at all. His control of mana had seen vast improvements over

he only infused his weapon to make it not break upon use, and the occasional levitation work. Of course, this was outside of alchemy. But he knew that mana

him more of stamina than mana. Yet the effect it had achieved was roughly the

a skill had to be the driving force behind it. But if it were anything like his Alchemical Flame or just general mixing skills from his alchemy

didn’t appear controlled at all. It was active at all times and based on how short the man could fight in top-condition, Jake guessed it was draining a hell of a lot of energy. If it were instead Jake, he would have been able to control it more, likely making the skill better in every

to get a bit giddy at the thought of getting something like the warrior had used. Especially if he could get one that used mana, finally giving him the ability to

was for later. For now, Jake was too tired to even

sleep since exiting the challenge dungeon. While meditation did wonders, possibly even allowing one never

all he had, really. The dream felt

begin with, so he always had enough money to

skill or evolution a huge milestone. He never really had an existential crisis before the system; he just worked and spent his free time doing

a never-ending journey. Before the system, everyone had a rough idea of how their life would go. Be born, get educated, work, retire, die. It was simple, and the focus was on how

the concept of finite life and throwing it straight in the garbage. Jake could feel it even now, and the Malefic Viper's existence had proven that immortality was a possibility. One could imagine the chances of it happening were

account but a permanent upgrade to who you are. An advantage that

to Jake's dream. Because he did have something that he wanted except seeking more challenges and

a sudden feeling of loss. He had been alone for most of the tutorial and had had little time to

colleagues. Help his only friends...especially Jacob. He had done so much for Jake already, the least he could do was

spectator to the imaginations of his own mind. He dreamt of events he had gone to, the bonds he had made

or

as panicked as she was at this moment. Wandering back and

occurred even in her wildest dreams. The great Malefic Viper had not been as she

she had to prepare for the great assembly. All of the different hall branches would send their important members to the headquarter, and a great meeting would be held. It was both a meeting and a celebration of the return of

disappointing the Malefic Viper and the Lord

felt a tremendous amount of excitement. The return of the Viper was sure to mark the start of massive changes. The return to glory, if you may. The Order had once in its history been one of the most glorious organizations of the entire multiverse after all, and she dreamed that they

however. One relating to a particular mortal the

The Lord Protector asked, with a perplexed look

a buddy - a mate. You would like him for sure Snappy,” the

dumbfounded. What did the Patron mean by a friend? Friendship

The Hall Master could only agree that the prospect of a mortal referring to a god as a friend indeed seemed preposterous. The only

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