The Primal Hunter

Jake opened his eyes as the projection appeared a few hours later. He had fully regenerated himself once more and felt ready for whatever was to come.

The projection observed him as the explanation of the next test began.

“The seventh and final test related to alchemy is designed to evaluate your mentality and your ability to successfully perform certain kinds of tasks. You will be put under an array that will warp time, and three hours will appear as thirty days to you. During these thirty days, you will perform a constant ritual. But do not worry if you can actually do it. This ritual is based on skills you have already shown in prior tests and, in your case, will be to create an unspecified item using a cauldron. This test is not made to be a challenge to your skills or knowledge, but simply how you act during these thirty days. Questions?”

“Seems relatively simple,” Jake said. “So… I just have to sit and craft something for thirty days?”

“Without any interruptions or outside stimuli. Just you, the cauldron, and the ongoing ritual. Minor things will change throughout the craft to force you to stay actively engaged and constantly monitor and infuse small amounts of mana in at all times,” the scalekin explained.

“Alright,” Jake nodded again. “I am as ready as I can get.”

“Very well,” the projection said as the room shifted again, and a magic circle appeared to cover the entire dome-shaped chamber, as a large cauldron even taller than Jake himself appeared in the center. “Remember, thirty days. Ah, and don’t worry about the aftereffects of time-dilation. This dilation is directly system-made.”

Jake nodded again.

“Time starts when you infuse mana into the cauldron. Good luck and stay focused. Do not underestimate this test… out of all of the tests during the initial trial period of these dungeon tests, it had the lowest overall grade,” the scalekin said,

“I won’t,” Jake agreed. Of course, he wouldn’t. He had his ass handed to him more times than he wanted that day already. The concern and warnings from the scalekin were also genuine, so he was in for the hardest test yet.

With that mentality, he went over and placed his hand on the cauldron as time also warped around him. Jake sat himself down as he placed both hands on the cauldron, the scripts coming to life within it as the energy began moving.

It was like a magical puzzle that would continue for thirty entire days without pause as if Jake was crafting a mana potion that just took a month to complete. Jake closed his eyes as he entered Serene Soul Meditation as a mental projection of the cauldron appeared in the Soulrealm with him. Calm as could be, he began the simulated crafting session.

“Entering meditation is a highly risky strategy,” one projection said.

“Perhaps good for the first day to try and stay focussed, but not sure he will last much longer,” a second one chimed in.

“If that,” the scalekin projection agreed. The testee had shown himself to be highly volatile, and even for a test lasting little more than half an hour, he had grown impatient and lost his head. Imagining him doing thirty days of just constantly crafting something quite frankly boring?

There would be no true challenge to the craft. It was like a job where one had to constantly draw a line on a piece of paper following a pattern, with minor changes coming in here and there where you maybe had to switch the marker to another color or maybe even use two markers for a bit.

The only challenging thing was not losing focus and letting your mind wander - not getting mind-numbingly bored and deciding the test was a waste of time. Even if the testee messed up for a bit, they could just jump back in and continue.

Before the dungeon became a dungeon during the trial period, they even had D-grades fall asleep. Some, in fact, many, had tried to speed up the process, which would make the entire craft unstable and force them to calm it down. Even the most novice alchemist knew speeding it up was a bad thing, and all the judges were happy at least the human didn’t try that right away.

“A day does seem like a lot,” a female judge said. “Want to place bets?”

“We are projections. We have nothing to bet and will only exist as these incarnations for a few days more at most,” another one said.

“Pride is eternal,” the female said. “Or are you just scared?”

“Fine… I bet on him lasting three days,” the killjoy projection said.

“Two days.

“Twelve hours.”

and a

the tests so far. He was there primarily

jeers, but

shrugged. “He had the eyes of a predator when he looked upon the cauldron. I feel a fellow hunter in him. As long

stretch. He is an alchemist first and foremost, with his combat likely being

a toothy smile. “I know a fellow hunter when I see one… and that one down there makes my hair stand on

necessarily agree, but neither did they want to argue. In fact, some were slightly swayed, including the scalekin. Out of everyone there, the

the ritual continued

had some sharp senses even back then, huh,” Duskleaf

“Always had,” Vilastromoz agreed.

doing these days, by the

up with Snappy after returning to

got in trouble for killing a Seventh Layer Highgod from the Altmar Empire?” Duskleaf

“He did.”

“It’s good now?”

Didn’t bother asking, but the Autarch hasn’t turned up yet, so maybe?” Vilastromoz shrugged. He

“Oh, okay.”

“Yep.”

the two gods stayed to observe Jake a bit longer until Duskleaf left to do something more productive with

just slowly passed as Jake did as the cauldron wanted. He quickly picked up that trying to alter the process in any way would only create problems, so he naturally

noticed thirty days had already passed, and honestly, he felt like he could have kept going

scalekin looked at Jake a bit weirdly before talking. “Needless to say, you get full marks on the seventh alchemy

was sure he had missed some hidden secret or something… why the hell had they called this the

the projection said, frowning. “That is something we

is the hardest one?” Jake asked

me ask you, why was

days? As I said, it was easy. Probably something most alchemists can easily do,”

wasn’t it also boring? Unstimulating? Why did you, or could you, stay focused on the test

as Jake was. “Wasn’t

that doesn’t mean you

doing it would mean I failed the test wouldn’t it?” Jake asked, trying to understand

“Naturally.”

had to do it, right? So, sure, it was boring, but I had

a few moments before just shaking his head. “Alright… good job either way. Now, are you ready to move on right away, or do you need a

answered. Also, all of his resources were topped up as he had just been meditating, and his natural regeneration vastly outstripped the expenditure.

had

test, the alchemy portion of the D-grade entrance test is

physically, but it felt good to do anyway after sitting down for so long. Following the

very odd special skills or hyper-focused specializations. Some are only able to craft deep underwater. Others require a large forge and flames of a certain degree, or some just craft with unusual materials. An example would be those who directly manipulate the flesh and bodies of living beings, even

actually change

would return the body to. There were many ways to affect it. Heck, Jake had affected his with the scar on his neck from his duel with the Sword Saint. It was

still scarred, and Jake was certain she could have it regenerated in a day if she so wished. That she hadn’t

scalekin answered. “But also powerful. Especially those who create their own abominations and chimeras by combining different living beings to form entirely new creatures. They are rare, though, and it isn’t the most popular branch primarily due to the

you said to expand my

adopting too many branches of alchemy may also hurt you as there are vast differences.