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 a Primordial’s True Blessing], [Dungeoneer I], [Dungeon Pioneer

Weapon (Inferior], [Basic Stealth (Inferior)], [Advanced Archery (Common)], [Archers Eye (Common)], [Powershot

(Common)], [Alchemist’s Purification (Common)], [Alchemical Flame (Common)], [Toxicology (Uncommon)], [Cultivate Toxin (Uncommon)], [Malefic Viper’s Poison (Rare)], [Palate of the Malefic Viper

the Malefic Viper

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

Primal Hunter (Bloodline

that his physical stats were no longer straight-up

control of mana had seen vast improvements over the last

it not break upon use, and the occasional levitation work. Of course, this was outside of alchemy.

warrior with the green aura was a great example of this. The aura Jake felt from the man reminded him more of stamina than mana. Yet the effect it had achieved was roughly

behind it. But if it were anything like

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

used. Especially if he could get one that used

was for later. For now, Jake

since exiting the challenge dungeon. While meditation did wonders, possibly even allowing one never to require sleep at all, Jake still liked sleeping. Besides, he trusted

for the first time in a while. He dreamt of his old life before the system. His job and his family, which was pretty much all he had, really. The dream felt oddly lucid and only made Jake… sad. He couldn’t help but feel

money to buy anything he ever really wanted. The only real

He never really had

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

feel it even now, and the Malefic Viper's existence had proven that immortality was

a permanent upgrade to who you are. An advantage that

something that he wanted except seeking more challenges and more levels, he wanted to find his family and help certain people in

had little time to think in general. Always focusing on something. But now, in his lucid dream, he didn’t have

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

as he slipped out of his lucid state and simply became 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 of the bonds he had lost or severed

away, or perhaps he simply became unaware of

as she was at this moment. Wandering

The great Malefic Viper had not been as she believed he would but instead seemed too… relaxed. If not for his aura, at the risk of sounding blasphemous, she wouldn’t have thought

hall branches would send their important members to the headquarter, and

disappointing the Malefic Viper and the Lord Protector, now she was also deathly afraid of the branch-leaders’ reaction

the start of massive changes. The return to glory, if you may. The Order had once in its history been one of the most

she still had one colossal headache, however. One relating to a particular mortal the Viper had spoken of only

asked, with a perplexed

know… a buddy - a mate. You would like him for sure Snappy,” the Malefic Viper said with a smile as he

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

you have to explain more. Who is this mortal to be deemed worthy for you to refer to him 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

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