The Primal Hunter

As the Den Mother died, Jake felt like he had finally gotten out many of his frustrations. However, the feeling of relief was short-lived as his entire body started aching only mere moments later. He had pushed himself to the limit, perhaps even above limits he didn’t know he had.

His stamina was nearly depleted after only one fight. His mana had also taken quite the hit as he had used more than a few Infused Powershots.

This fight was likely the first time Jake had ever fully realized his body’s potential.

Experiencing a doubling in physical stats in only a few days had done much to increase his combat-strength.

And the results spoke for themselves. Jake had won a convincing victory with the odds more than stacked against him.

Deciding to go through his notifications, he first saw that the three Alphas had all been below level 70. Which meant they were indeed all weaker than any of the other Alphas he had met so far. Nevertheless, the three had still awarded a level as the last one fell, making him level up both his class and race during the fight.

Apparently, he had been too focused to even notice. But he did notice the level he got when the Den Mother died. And speaking of the Den Mother…

*You have slain [Den Mother – lvl 82] – Bonus experience earned for killing an enemy above your level. 124000 TP earned*

*’DING!’ Class: [Ambitious Hunter] has reached level 46 - Stat points allocated, +4 free points*

The Den Mother had been level 82, and not just an average level 82, but clearly a potent variant. Only from what he had seen, the beast could wipe out any group of 5 he had met so far. And by a large margin.

The first blast of poisonous gas alone would likely have killed most. Without Jake’s high resistance from Palate of the Malefic Viper, he would probably have suffered a lot too. And even with the skill, he had still taken damage.

Overall, the Den Mother had been strong. Strong, but exceptionally poorly matched up against Jake. He countered most of what it did.

He did wonder a bit about its name, though. How did it come to be called Den Mother? He doubted it was the name of its race, as he was pretty sure many animals out there in the vast multiverse had what one could call a den mother. Likely it was just something to do with the dungeon, but of course, he had no way to be sure.

Moving down the list of notifications, it was far from done. The next ones informed Jake of him successfully clearing the dungeon.

Congratulations! You have cleared Tutorial Dungeon: Badger’s Den

Objective: Defeat the Den Mother (Completed)

Bonus reward for clearing the dungeon solo.

Dungeon shutting down in: 00:57:29

He was a bit happy to see that clearing the dungeon solo provided a bonus. He didn’t see any treasure chests anywhere, but perhaps they were in the tunnel behind where the Den Mother died.

A pleasant, though not unexpected, surprise was also the upgrade of two of his titles, meaning it wasn't new titles but changes to his existing ones.

II] – Successfully clear a Dungeon suitable for your level. +2 all

the first to clear a

from the upgraded titles. It didn’t seem like much, but it was equivalent to two entire race levels, or 36

high the titles went, though. He seriously doubted they doubled every time, as that would quickly escalate to the level

the entire multiverse was indeed the mighty Dungeon Pioneer 25, with his or her +50.331.648

there

something to ask the Viper about next time,

the titles were excellent and all, but the main thing was the very last message Jake received. Or, more accurately,

been granted the

The four Beast Lords each guard their dungeon as their King commanded, waiting for a suitable challenger to appear. With the death of his lords, the King is sure to be forced into the light.

Defeat the Beast

Current progress: 1/4

of course, a realization that quests exist. Of course they do. The system had already proven itself to love a whole slew of game-elements, so quests

for the contents of the quest, that too was very interesting. Jake remembered the initial tutorial message

it at the time. He had been a bit busy with

course, before he could meet this fabled King, he would have to kill

piece things together. The inner area had five mountains, with four of them surrounding one colossal mountain in the middle. The dungeon he was in

got out of here. For now, he still had loot to get to - the first piece perhaps right in

after the Den Mother died. Whenever the badgers, including the Alphas, died, the poison on their claws and fangs lost all their

the Den Mother. Making it quite apparent that something highly toxic was still within

got out his sword and went towards the corpse of the beast. It felt disrespectful to cut it up. But then again, using the natural materials found on an animal was often seen as a sign of respect in many cultures.

beast was dead. It was still strong but far more manageable. He cut

making sure to not spill anything of what was within. Feeling like a plastic

Not because he lacked air, he just lacked not horrendously smelling air. One had to remember that the Den Mother was several times larger

on the ground, he used Identify

– A gland containing a highly concentrated

part of the smile was due to the item, and another was due to him seeing a new challenge before him. A rare poison to create something new with. Perhaps

and put the gland in his necklace. The thing was big, weighing a few kilograms easily, which meant that it likely contained liters of highly toxic liquid. Oh, the things

exit of the cavern. Where he, of course, found himself in another tunnel. Because why

found that the tunnel broadened. Before Jake even turned the corner, he already saw the two black holes in

giddy to see what he would be rewarded.

however, was the rarity. The rectangular one was

Challenge Dungeon, he had gotten an

last, he first opened the

a fang to be more accurate. It had a simple-looking handle and a slightly

carries substantial remnants of its condensed Records, granting this weapon strength akin to when the beast still lived. The Fang itself has taken shape resembling a shiv, fit to

in

single function: poisoning. It seriously made him think precisely how much the system tailored these