The Primal Hunter

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 Primordial’s

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

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

[True Blessing of the Malefic Viper (Blessing

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

the Primal

see that his

up on the status screen at all. His control of mana had seen vast improvements over the last few days, and he believed that

use, and the occasional levitation work. Of course, this was outside of alchemy. But he knew that

great example of this. The aura Jake felt from the man reminded him more of stamina than mana. Yet the effect it had achieved

anything like

Jake guessed it was draining a hell of a lot of energy. If it were instead Jake, he would have been

had used. Especially if he could get one that used mana, finally giving him the ability to make use of his

was for later. For now, Jake

meditation did wonders, possibly even allowing one never to require sleep at all, Jake still liked sleeping.

he had, really. The dream felt oddly lucid and only made

begin with, so he always had enough money to buy anything he ever really wanted. The

in this new world, he had meaning. Every level was a new goal, every 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 whatever he found

their life would go. Be

in the garbage. Jake could feel it even now, and the Malefic Viper's

new meaning to everything. Every level-up, not just some temporary benefit like some extra money in your bank account but a permanent upgrade to who you are.

brings us back to Jake's dream. Because he did have something that he wanted except seeking more challenges and more levels, he wanted to find his family and help certain

with a sudden feeling of loss. He had been alone for most of the tutorial and had had little time to think in general. Always focusing on

locate his family members the second he got out of here. But he also realized that needless worrying would do him little during his own tutorial. No… instead, he should focus on what he could do now. Get stronger and try to help his colleagues. Help his only friends...especially Jacob. He had done so much for Jake already, the least he could do was not to leave him to die... if he even still lived. Jake also feared what him being blamed for all those murders would mean for his colleagues. He had to do

a spectator to the imaginations of his own mind. He dreamt of events he had gone to, the bonds he had made but was also reminded

even the dream faded away, or perhaps

Hall Master had never been as panicked as she was at this moment. Wandering back and forth in her chambers, lost

of their encounter, the way the actual meeting went had never occurred even in her wildest dreams. The great Malefic Viper had not been as she believed he would but instead

prepare for the great assembly. All of the different hall branches would send their important members to the headquarter, and a great meeting would

being in a celebratory mood, the Hall Master was instead wrought with worry. Disregarding her fears of disappointing the Malefic Viper and the Lord Protector, now she was also deathly afraid of the branch-leaders’ reaction when the Malefic Viper

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

had one colossal headache, however. One relating to a particular

friend?” The Lord Protector asked, with a

yeah, you know… a buddy - a mate. You would like him for sure Snappy,” the Malefic Viper said with a smile as he patted the Lord Protector on his

friend? Friendship indicated a certain degree of

as a friend?” The Lord Protector asked, clearly skeptical of the quite ludicrous sentiment. The Hall Master could only agree that the prospect of a mortal referring to a god as a friend indeed seemed preposterous. The only mortals that could ever truly do so