On the fourth day on the third floor of the Dungeon, Kain felt that his magical energy had recovered quite a bit, so he was now able to hunt Skeleton Salamanders again.
For this, Kain also had a clear plan.
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The previous two days, Kain had only focused on hunting common Skeletons in a fixed area, this was because of today. When Kain used tricks to attract monsters here, the only thing that would appear would be Skeleton Salamanders.
This way, Kain wouldn't have to expend extra effort to deal with other normal Skeletons.
He didn't expect to be able to truly clear this place in just seven short days. Because Skeletons were harder to kill. The effort required was naturally greater.
Kain's plan went very smoothly, the Skeleton Salamanders had been chasing Kain for days, now seeing him dare to actively provoke him, they pounced on him like hungry wolves. Unfortunately, what awaited these monsters was not another dead body under their jaws, but a fire bomb with terrifying destructive power and flying at high speed.
Each monster beca incomplete, broken and shattered under Kain's magic. He just stood there silently like a statue, silently controlling the fireballs flying back and forth.
[Fire Bullet].
The pile of bones gradually increased, and Kain gradually beca a little tired. The symptoms of "overusing magic" were coming. Before this beca too serious, Kain carefully retreated. Although he knew that staying a little longer could earn more skill points, Kain always had to set aside a certain amount of defense against unexpected situations, regardless of whether they could happen or not.
Dragging his heavy steps back to the secret campsite, Kain recovered by drinking water, eating sothing, then began warming himself in front of the small stove.
Feeling the gentle heat on his face, Kain let out a deep, long breath, as if a burden had been lifted from his heart.
The pain in his head gradually subsided, and his eyelids no longer wanted to droop. Only then did Kain take so precious water to wipe his face to wake himself up, then he continued his unfinished energy-rich al.
Crack!
The sound of the food breaking in half gently echoed in the quiet space, mixed with the small crackling sounds coming from the fire inside the stove. Then ca the slow but steady chewing sounds of the young man, slowly and slowly swallowing. Bringing a bit of warmth to the space where there was no day and night, where only the faint light of the glowing grass shone, forever unchanged.
Still, it's lonely.
These dry food bars, aside from being rich in energy, were also made with a decent taste, but by the ti Kain reached his twentieth al, the sweet and nutty flavor of the natural sugars and starches had beco bland to Kain's taste buds.
He didn't even consider this a al, it was just a task to recharge his body and help it maintain nutrients.
He really, really wanted to eat at.
He also wanted to take a hot bath. The discomfort from dead skin cells and sweat accumulated over ti could even develop into a form of psychological obsession.
Although the innermost uniform of Kanzax Academy has an auto-cleaning function, it cannot be psychologically cleaned.
No entertainnt, no food, no showers, and of course no beds.
And then had to endure all this alone, for days on end.
And of course, always be under threat from monsters, or even your own paranoia that threatens you.
Kain thought that this was probably the reason why the vast majority of Adventurers only worked on the first floor of the Dungeon.
People tend to feel safer when they are placed in a situation with familiar elents.
On the first floor of the Dungeon, the Adventurers, although having entered a dangerous and unfamiliar place, still had a fragile boundary in their minds. That was the "exit" right behind them, and behind the exit was their ho, their familiar place. With that ntality of reliance, they will feel saferNHU
But from the second floor onwards, things will be different.
There was no exit behind them.
Their psychological safety line was gone, and they were alone in this battle. It was like walking in the dark with a candle in hand that had been extinguished. Then the eyes of the lost will strive to see through the darkness, but the more they look, the deeper their vision will sink into darkness. And seeing sothing that shouldn't be seen, no, shouldn't exist.
Every Dungeon expedition is never just a battle of survival, like whether you bring enough food and water. It is also a psychological struggle.
Adventurers can only deal with this in two ways. First, it is obvious that it is the wish and illusion of the benefits they will receive when exploring this Dungeon. Second, it is none other than the existence of comrades, everything is better if not alone. That is one of the reasons why they always form a party whenever they plan to go deep into the Dungeon.
As for Kain, his greatest motivation was nothing more than clear progress that he could confirm and check anyti and anywhere, but the lonely life in the Dungeon really made Kain sick.
[Thunder Magic ★★] 480/1000 ( 56)
Fifth day on the third floor of the Dungeon.
Kain moved on to a new hunting ground, then began hunting down the Skeleton.
He only targeted regular Skeletons, waiting for his energy to fully recover before hunting Skeleton Salamanders.
Kain's next plan would be to actively hunt regular Skeletons on the fifth and sixth days, then go all out to clear out as many monsters as possible on the seventh day after killing the guardian monsters.
With almost no resistance, Kain annihilated every last common Skeleton, fighting with more ferocity than usual, and at the end of the day, he put away his weapon in satisfaction.
[Thunder Magic ★★] 568/1000 ( 88)
Seeing that the skill points needed to upgrade were more than half filled, Kain could hardly suppress the smile that spread across his lips. After spending three weeks, he had already gone more than half the distance.
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