The Primal Hunter

”You got stuck?” Jake asked.

“I got stuck,” Sandy confirmed.

“Really stuck?”

“If I didn’t want to break anything and make people mad kind of stuck.”

“So really stuck,” Jake sighed while staring at Sandy, now back at full size, lying on what looked like a giant mattress. Meanwhile, Arnold was busy operating some control panel as what looked like lasers shot over Sandy’s thick skin here and there. Jake felt quite a few more devices at work, too, ninety percent of which he had no idea how even worked.

“In my defense, he cheated,” Sandy protected themselves.

“You entered my workshop without permission and triggered the automatic defenses, then proceeded to escape those, forcing me to step in personally,” Arnold said, not even looking up from the screen.

“You still cheated.”

“I only disrupted your application of personal spacial shrinkage, forcing you to expand within a limited space while jamming that frequency of space magic.”

“And how is that not cheating?” Sandy kept complaining, wiggling a bit in annoyance, earning a glance from Arnold before the worm went completely still again so the scientist could continue his measurements. The big worm was practically on a massive scanner due to their crimes against Arnold.

From what Jake gathered, Sandy had smelled delicious stuff in Arnold’s workshop, which, fair enough, there definitely was a lot of. Many of the treasures he cultivated also had powerful space mana within, especially the ones involved in projects he had going while in Nevermore. This naturally attracted the senses of a certain worm, who could detect these treasures despite all the defensive measures Arnold had deployed.

If Arnold hadn’t been at home, Sandy would likely – no, definitely – have succeeded in wrecking the entire workshop by eating most of the power sources, thus ruining all ongoing projects. However, with Arnold there, he had deployed countermeasures that forced Sandy back to their full size, which was a problem when stuck within a heavily fortified tunnel. Together with a space-magic jammer of sorts, Sandy had been stuck unless the worm released a lot of power to forcibly break free. Sandy totally could have done that and gotten away easily, but they would have broken things for sure in the process.

So, instead of breaking free, Sandy deployed the strategy of negotiation. At least, that’s what Sandy said. In reality, Jake highly suspected this entire arrangement was Arnold’s idea. Sandy was undoubtedly an interesting creature, and Arnold seemed more than interested in researching the big space worm’s abilities.

“Do you feel this?” Arnold asked as Jake felt some odd wave of energy move over Sandy.

“Not really. Like, I felt it kind of, but not very much,” the worm responded. “Hey, by the way, how did you even find me? Like… I was super hidden I’m pretty sure, prepared to do a quick hit-and-run. Get in, get out, a quick second or two, but boom, you were there right away.”

Arnold didn’t even seem to listen to what Sandy said after the worm responded regarding the odd energy, making Jake take over.

“Sandy, he is quite literally blessed by a Void God known as the All-Seeing. I’m pretty sure he’s good at spotting people, even if they’re super hidden,” Jake said with a smirk.

“Bah. Don’t tell me he is also one of those weirdoes with a lot of Perception?” Sandy complained.

“Pretty sure he is,” Jake smiled.

“I am,” Arnold confirmed. “Now, tell me what kind of response this invokes.”

A blast of energy struck Sandy in the side but seemed to disperse all throughout their skin, as if the impact was spread out evenly, resulting in no real effect. Jake watched on with interest as Arnold nodded while Sandy answered.

hurt me either,”

pressed a button. When he did, Jake saw a drone fly into the room, carrying what looked like a large slab of metal. Sandy gleefully opened

the worm said happily. “More of

ground in a C-grade territory. So far, it has little purpose except its energy-richness and ability to handle certain affinities well. I fused a large amount of

thought Sandy was doing this

to sit here for a while that

see,” Jake nodded before asking Arnold. “What are you using

“Sub-space travel.”

World travel,”

asking. “What even is this sub-space thing? Some other dimension or layer

spectrum of Perception. This wasn’t really the same, but Jake did know there were degrees to space and how stable or unstable it could be, as well as

of time, distance, and speed by modifying them with a new conceptual factor that I

through this sub-space?”

very least have a strong general idea, for example, to teleport a set distance in a direction. Sub-space travel is far different, and also a

other concepts by corroding them, including space, so if it melted all layers away, maybe it left only this sub-space? At least it was possible that was

you think this research project will take?” Jake asked as he saw Arnold walk over with what looked like an overly large camera as he took a few

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do not know; there is simply too much to explore,” the scientist said. “Before this, I used spacecrafts with special material and magic circles, allowing it to enter subspace through

only makes sense, duh,” the worm

his head. “Anyway, are you fine with

“That depends…”

Nevermore, vast amounts of resources have been

heard the man! Why would I leave a nice

workshop for Arnold to continue to use Sandy for his experiments while Sandy happily lived the life of a living trash container for all the valuable material Arnold had stocked up but no longer needed. He did wonder why the dietitian hadn’t been spat out, but oh well, he

the city of Haven. Yes, it was a bit confusing that the metropolis once known as the Fort and the nice forest town were both called Haven, but what could Jake do about it. It wasn’t like changing the name was easy either, as the system interface for cities called it

slightly, his talk with Holstred had been very enlightening, even if it had been cut a bit short, as he got a message from Arnold

most important parts. Earth was facing problems for sure, and the integration of the freed slaves

been pretty damn peaceful, even if there were still issues. It was clear Miranda had done a banger job, and done much to help integrate the former slaves to

why Jake decided not to get involved in any of

to genuine change. Jake also had to recognize that he was an idiot when it came to things like this. No, it was definitely better to not make any rash decisions but, at the very least, wait for Miranda to return. If she told him to do something, he would more than gladly step up and help, but doing so behind

magic could also be seen everywhere. People bought stuff and instantly put it in their spatial bags or other such items. There were flight lanes above the usual streets, and the stores made ample use of different

overrun by angry cows just a few years ago, Jake sighed to himself. The world was still changing

a certain place he wanted to visit before he would take

The walls were lined with shining moss and a few mushrooms here and there, all of them of

appeared before him, with a hole in the middle of it all. In the hole, one could find a metal

said slightly familiar… because while he recognized the patterns on its skin, the troll

Cave Troll –

still smaller than the troll in the dungeon had been was busy weeding as far as Jake could see. It hadn’t noticed Jake, as he still had his stealth skill active, allowing him to silently just admire its work. Going a bit

evolved, even if his size hadn’t changed in the slightest. His entire body had turned a slightly green color, with moss growing