The Primal Hunter

”Why does he keep commenting on the taste?” one of the projections muttered.

”A better question would be why he wastes his time inserting insults towards every fungus he consumes, most of which aren’t even sensical,” another chimed in.

”But his speed and accuracy…” a third one said.

”Oh no, definitely a five-star performance so far; I am just saying that having entire rants on mushrooms and comparing the taste of herbs to that of foodstuff none of us are even familiar with doesn’t hold much meaning,” the first projection said.

”You mean to claim ”that green cake they had for sale every Saturday at the local bakery close to work” is not a known type of food?” a new projection said with a laugh.

The projection that had shown Jake around initially due to ”winning” the random number generator just leaned back as he looked on as the D-grades methodically went through the boxes one by one. Level 150 human, but he had stats far surpassing the expected, making it clear he was considered genius-tier.

Moreover, his legacy skills were of high rarity, with the assumption that Sense and Palate were both at least ancient. Based on how fast the knowledge was interpreted, it was also possible he had Sagacity, and the Scales were likely at legendary rarity.

But more than anything… his Perception stat had to be through the roof. His senses dove into the essence of every herb right away. He ignored every veil that some plants placed around themselves to hide their true toxicity or purpose, and he even instantly identified those with soul-attacking properties.

”Fifty-four minutes,” he said as the others turned to him, all of them also seeing the human was done. Six minutes before the limit did not seem like much, but it was considered outstanding as going through all the herbs in itself would be a challenge.

In the chamber, working as judges were a total of one-hundred and twenty individuals, all of them of various ranks, grades, levels of power, and specializations. They had all left projections there and served as a council to determine the performance of new initiates, a huge honor in itself. Together with system-assisted observation tools available due to it being a dungeon, it was hard to get a better panel.

”Let’s move on to the next test,” the original projection said as he disappeared.

Jake was happy pooping was no longer a thing after D-grade because he sure as hell would have gotten diarrhea after eating that much weird shit within an hour. The difficulty boxes had totally been a thing, and there had been ten ”hard” items, thirty ”medium” items, and sixty ”easy” ones. The ten hard ones had been the most fun for sure, while the others were a bit simpler.

If he had to guess, then the difficulty was based on rarity, and the easy ones were rare with a few being epic, the medium ones were epic with a few being ancient, and the hard ones were ancient or legendary. He could be completely wrong, but his gut feelings rarely were.

He had no idea how well he had done, though. Jake had just poured his thoughts into that weird crystal thing as he went through everything, not sure what information was deemed necessary and what was just fluff. But he had to have done alright… right?

Just as he thought that, the projection popped up in front of him. ”Good performance on the first test. Ready for the next, or will you need a break? Note that there are no penalties associated with breaks in between tests.”

potion and drank it to restore some

quite a bit of health due to eating extremely deadly plants and herbs. He also had to admit the test had been interesting. Some of the

also partly stimulated Palate, and hearing even

it had been

that knowledge, as well as test your experience as an alchemist and your ability to identify and rectify issues,” the projection

”Cauldron,” Jake answered.

of fifty have elapsed. Each crafting session will require you to quickly identify any issues that crop up and apply your knowledge

we talking

if you knew, wouldn’t it? It would just turn into me telling you and you sitting down and studying the entire library you probably carry

pretty good at energy control and was confident in his ability to adapt if things went south during the craft. He had also eaten

one-minute delay in between each craft for you to collect yourself. The gauntlet

both hands on it and infused mana. The cauldron was a bit like

if several herbs had just been put into the cauldron. The cauldron made him aware he was crafting some kind of healing item, but a stream of energy went haywire

considered implementing other herbs to try and control it, but nothing came to mind. It kept getting worse as Jake

arcane energy entered the cauldron as it surrounded and utterly destroyed the haywire energy. Jake then manipulated the energy he had isolated with stable arcane mana earlier and began fusing that. He even added in a herb that suddenly came to

energy, and Jake breathed out a sigh of relief at succeeding in the first craft. Quite a bit harder

was some kind of toxin. A few seconds in, Jake realized it was a neurotoxin, but

destroying the creation. At the same time, he

fourth went much the same. The fifth was an utter failure as Jake tried to destroy the energy, but when he did so, everything else just fell apart as it resulted in his first failure. Luckily he refined his approach a bit and got better at isolating and destroying the unwanted energy

this time, Jake had another idea than to isolate and destroy as he instead added in three herbs that came to mind he had used in the past. The overwhelming death energy from the

was a great success as the

At least where it worked. Jake did get one more at number forty-seven where he got an idea as he

finished craft number fifty, Jake took a tally, seeing he had only failed a total of six out of fifty crafts. It wasn’t ideal, but he had completed the craft

of failure I have ever seen in over ten thousand years of alchemy,” the projection

Jake said,

to go weed out a garden, and you set the entire thing on fire while protecting a few of the plants with mana, leaving only those few ones alive together with fire-resistant herbs. Sure, you may have killed all

processed the words.

projection asked, looking