Armed to the teeth, Damian and Zen trudged through the same forest with different perspectives.
“I hate how gloomy my visual settings are and how darn sparkly it is on your end,” Damian lamented as he viewed Zen’s perspective through the party call. Three minutes ago, Zen sent word in the party chat that they were about to clear the boss dungeon on the fifth floor after upgrading their weapons. He wanted to ask if they could get a boost to the tenth floor from either Liu Feng or Akiko when Sasha requested a video call after learning how Damian modified her rifle. As a result, the two boys received live coaching from backseaters over the party call.“The fairy queen can fly,” Oritha reminded. “It does great damage in a large area when she lands. Remember to dodge that.”Giving her two cents about shooting, Sasha suggested that Damian and Zen should not remain too close and in the same position.“Cover forMaking pork cutlet rice bowls for the girls and egg-fried rice for Liu Feng and himself, Zen mass-cooked a variety of vegetables and meat with extra rice that the others could help themselves to. He felt bad for making the girls log in in a hurry when they learned how quickly Damian and Zen cleared the final boss room. However, they weren’t complaining as they sipped on iced lemonade in the kitchen.“Did you hear?” Sasha gossiped in between sips of the refreshing drink. “Damian received his rewards and cleared with a special title!”Tossing the wok, Zen barely turned to her. However, she had his attention.“What did he get?”Grinning, Sasha retrieved the screenshot Damian sent her. Apparently, he was still mucking around with his imperfect rune cannon in the game. Zen left him to finish his invention. It was nearing five in the evening, and Liu Feng should be wrapping up his other urgent secret business. With the new part
After a delicious meal, Party Godly Food logged in and agreed to meet Damian, who had finally finished his floor five event. They gathered on the sixth floor, and Zen laid down the plan.“Damian and I will accept the main quest, but we won’t do them. I’ll ask for everyone’s help to clear them on our behalves while we explore the side quests. Damian will look for new crafting recipes and spells while I forage and update the gaming guide.”Nobody complained, but Akiko remembered one question from when Zen was in the kitchen.“Zen, why do you need so many credits?”Here, even Oritha and Sasha paid attention. Zen felt all the eyes on him and faltered. He hasn’t told Liu Feng about his intentions and plans. However, after stirring the hornet’s nest earlier, it was difficult for him to brush it under the carpet.“I can’t tell you now because I don’t have a lot of evidence,” he stated cau
The Naga Villagers were NPCs in the storyline for the sixth floor. Zen noticed how quickly Damian had gotten along with these villagers. The cyborg had taken an interest in their craftsmanship and magic.Unlike the Shady Merchant, who was only interested in their services at the portal to hunt for rare snakes to get their skin for his luxury products, the Naga Tribe was full of ancient wisdom that intrigued Zen more. Akiko found the poisonous vipers for the first part of the main quest and stored the loot away in the party’s shared inventory. Zen quickly turned in his portion of the main quest and auto-accepted the next quest without bothering to talk to the Shady Merchant in person. After completing the fifth floor, Zen learned from the others that there was an auto-accept option for the main quest progression that he had never found in the settings menu. It was a rookie mistake on his part that should not have happened.“So all I have to do is fix the fallen
Medusa’s Shrine was smaller than Zen thought it would be. It should have some years of glory until it was abandoned and ultimately forgotten. Litha was quite the chatty child when she wasn’t overly anxious. She shared many stories about the Naga tribe that were passed down orally from generation to generation.“The great Medusa was once the founder of this land. She had tremendous holy powers that blessed and protected the forest. However, many people turned to stone after an atrocious curse had befallen her. The Naga tribe was the only tribe that served the snake goddess, unafraid of the curse.”According to Litha, the Naga tribe had a custom of training children to navigate the forest blindfolded when they were younger to clean and maintain the Medusa Shrine. However, a few centuries ago, the tradition stopped because a shaman said their goddess was no longer with them.“The decline of snakes in the forest was a big issue,” Litha
Medusa’s shrine was not the only affected thing on this floor. Zen could also figure out the traces of death in the area by using his ability to detect miasma and contamination. There was unrest in this land, and the goddess’s power had long disappeared. Whatever had been guarding this land had probably died and disrupted the natural power balance, creating this mess. Thankfully, Zen already knew the general location where to start his search. Restoring the shrine after uncovering the secret to this messed-up floor’s lore was easy.“The snake hazmat suit is ready,” Damian chimed over the party call. “I’m sending it in the shared storage. It should automatically fit you. We have more than enough snakeskin for one person. Test it for leaks first and use your mushroom mask as a poisonous gas filter.”Zen thanked Damian and tried on the newly crafted suit. The snakeskin pattern made it look more like a patch quilt than a hazmat s
Stocking up on bottles of holy water was the right thing to do. Zen blessed one bottle and walked to the edge of the crater to test its efficiency. The bottle of holy water managed to purify a small area of contaminated land. However, the poisonous sludge remained. Clearing it out would most likely require a huge fire. Unfortunately, Zen did not have any means to do it himself. He would have to leave this for the Naga tribe to figure out.The most important thing to do was to bless the wyvern’s corpse and help its soul cross over to remove the source of contamination and miasma. The energy of death surrounded the wyvern skeleton thickly, but Zen remained unfazed. This was nothing compared to the thick miasma of evil energy on the previous floor.Offering the wyvern corpse a prayer he learned, Zen dispelled the resentment and regrets of the late poison wyvern. The prayer created a small miracle, clearing all the poisonous smog with a blast of holy power coming down fr
As the last to visit the final boss dungeon on the sixth floor, Zen was not expecting the Lamia Queen’s boss chamber to look like an amethyst mine. He thought it would be closer to a poisonous swamp, bubbling with dangerous toxic geysers similar to the volcano crater.It took him so long to finish the side quest that Damian had begun to examine the new crafting materials that Zen gathered. The other members of Godly Food Party also took a leisure break on the seventh floor while waiting for Zen. Liu Feng had taken on the unofficial task of testing the limits of their shared party inventory. All Zen read in his notifications was an increasing amount of carrots and truffles in their inventory. The carrots were more common than the truffles for obvious reasons. However, his sworn brother did not have any intentions of slowing down. Every minute Zen spent appreciating the amethyst cave, he received ten more carrots and maybe two more truffles.Finally teleporting to the
Instead of appearing from burrows in the ground, the moon rabbits dropped from the sky in little bubbles that floated downwards. Sasha and Oritha wasted no time, shooting them down one by one. Even Damian equipped his modified wand and fired it repeatedly using a compressed air spell.In a wordless tandem, Akiko and Liu Feng stepped into the carrot field and decimated the baby bunnies from space. If Zen were honest, it looked closer to an alien attack than a rabbit attack. Although the moon rabbit kittens were adorable, they were also crazy about carrots.Skree!It was a horrible sound to hear as baby bunnies died. The unluckier ones died in their bubbles, while the luckier monsters managed to touch the ground for a few seconds before they became meat pastes or skewers, depending on who they met first. Oritha’s Boomerang cut down many floating bunnies. Her amplified giant strength created sonic booms with every throw. Yet, the number of invaders could not
Collecting the rewards for successfully defeating John’s cousin, the party members of Godly Food jumped into the portal leading to the next floor. Zen knew that the dungeon had different themes on every ten floors. The tenth floor of each themed stage would be different from the other stages in difficulty. It was why the vanguard team struggled with the twentieth floor’s boss. In addition to the stage mechanic’s difference, the final boss was also tougher to deal with. If not for the monstrous capabilities of the combatants, Zen doubted they could breeze through the first ten floors as quickly as they did.Anticipating a village or town vibe similar to the other floors from before, Zen was stunned to find himself in a rocky cave full of darkness. It had ominous vibes, and only Liu Feng moved confidently in the darkness. Everyone else minimised exploring further without a light source.“We’ll log out here,” Akiko informed Damian. “Y
After entering the boss dungeon den, Zen shivered. It wasn’t similar to a wolf’s den. If anything, it appeared closer to an actual dungeon, as if someone had deliberately attempted to imprison the boss here. The stale smell of dogs and many broken chains of different sizes on the ground spoke volumes about John’s cousin.Unlike the short werewolf, who remained in his werewolf form constantly, the boss was a monster who could transform. Depending on the moon cycle, it could be a violent and bloodthirsty monster or a broken man who lived in constant fear and misery of his curse.“He changes according to the moon cycle once the rampage begins,” Akiko explained. “I took a while to figure out how to kill him, even on the first run. He’s immune to damage on a blood moon. We need to finish it as soon as possible.”With a full party participating in a boss battle, Zen had faith they could conclude it before even the blood moon p
Finally approaching the final boss’s cave, Zen wondered if the storyline would change because they had let Han murder John brutally. His body had been hacked into pieces and scattered around the rotting forest. The maggots would get to it soon and reduce it to bones. Yet, the cruel butchering session remained fresh in Zen’s mind.Everyone in the party knew that feeling all too well. Having lived in the underworld, they sympathised with Zen, who had lived like a civilian his whole life. Although not everyone participated directly in the act of murder, they knew what it meant to take a life. Even Damian had seen it happen. He knew how to interrogate for information and was quite adept at the craft when required.“Don’t think too much about it,” Liu Feng was the first to break the silence. “He wasn’t even real. This is a game designed by the Godfather to find the next successor. It’s just another test.”Even if it wer
Even after many years of not being on talking terms with the rest of the family, Hans fitted right in when delving blows at the cowardly werewolf. Mai ripped out chunks of flesh with her teeth, snarling at it the whole time while Laura expertly force-fed the werewolf with different herbs with particularly nasty effects.Even with regeneration abilities, John could not recover from herbs that tasted nasty, gave him muscle cramps or made him itch all over. Laura truly knew how to make someone suffer, and Zen watched with morbid fascination at their different uses. Her apothecary skills were no less effective than those of Herbologist Hernie.“Can you heal him again?” Damian asked. “Han needs another round. Mai roughed him up a little too good.”With a priest in the party who did not worship any known religion, the torture session became smoother and more effective. No apology from John would appease the family’s anger. Although Zen did not
After listening to the story about John, Laura’s expression hardened. “That son of a bitch!” she spat. “How dare he prey on my granddaughter! Where is he now?!” Slightly terrified by the murderous aura, Zen reported that Sasha and Damian had the werewolf at Gabrielle’s hut. Mai had been ripping him a new one each time he regenerated. The girls had been doing a great job of making him miserable. Han was already there. “I can’t believe I’m last at the party. That wolf deserves to die. Even death is too cheap a price to pay after what he did to my husband and son.” For once, Zen agreed. Even if John was merely a character in the game, he deserved death. The fact that the game administrators did not grant John invulnerable stats meant that it was possible to kill the cousin of the floor boss. While waiting for Laura to pack her ‘tools’ and herbal surprises, Zen approached Liu Feng and thanked him for accompanying them. In real time, it was already past regular l
Studying advanced herbalism from Laura took more time than Zen expected. Thankfully, the game had a way of providing cheats for him. Instead of cramming all the knowledge into his head that would give him a splitting migraine, it provided a useful guidebook that would prompt him on what a particular herb does upon location and what combinations he could use it for with other known herbs. The problem was, to truly master this skill, he had to pass the final test. Laura’s pop quiz only had ten questions. However, there was a timer. While Zen could attempt it infinitely, there were thousands of herb combinations to remember. Not having any formal education in either of his past lives, the young chef faltered. “You may use anything in this cottage as a reference for your test,” Laura smirked. “All the best. I hope you won’t disappoint me.” Stressing over the best method to find what he needed, Zen tested a few things. Firstly, when Laura said that the new skill would inst
While the other party members gathered the family members for a reunion, Zen and Liu Feng finally found Laura’s cottage after taking a wrong turn. Funnily enough, it was the Seer who pointed out how they had been going in a circle before Zen realised he had misinterpreted the map. Knocking on the cottage door, Zen waited with his sworn brother. From inside, he could hear someone coughing badly. “Who is it?” the cranky old lady hacked as she cracked open the door. Instead of seeing her sloppy son or nosy granddaughter, Laura saw a cute priest and a handsome, long-haired warrior. The new adventurers surprised her. Were they lost in the forest? “What do you want?” she asked briefly before launching into a new coughing fit. It was a particularly nasty cold that had persisted for a week now without any signs of recovery. Despite all the herbal medicine she made, Laura did not see any signs of improvement. Perhaps she was getting on in age. Smiling, Zen show
It was a shame Zen was not with them. Sasha would have gone for a few more rounds, using the cowardly werewolf as a punching bag after Zen healed him. The more they dug information out from the pervert, the worse Sasha’s temper was. Damian did not stop her. The draconian needed somewhere to vent her anger, and it was best for it not to come his way. In truth, the cyborg felt a little sorry for Gabrielle, even if she were just a fictional character created for this virtual dungeon game. The cowardly cousin of the floor boss was no different from lowly thugs borrowing the influence of their powerful relatives to cause mayhem. Whimpering in fear and pain with his tail tucked in between his legs, the werewolf defect who could not transform into a human no matter the moon cycle kept a close eye on Sasha. Under the watch of the merciless draconian female, there was nowhere for him to run. He told them what they wanted to know and was alive for now. Given how tightly they w
Using hand gestures, Sasha signalled the countdown and Damian prepared his stunning spells silently. They only had one chance to catch the secret admirer off guard. Whatever he was doing was disgusting enough. Han wasn’t lying about the obsession. The stalker werewolf was plucking flower petals and chanting Gabrielle’s name to see if she would love him back. Each time the flower petals ended on a no, he would crush the flower, stomp on it and pick a new one, confessing his disturbing love to her before plucking off the petals of a new flower.“Oh, Gabrielle! What sweet rosy cheeks you have, all the better for me to bite into them when they are ripe! They were pink when you were a babe. They were red when you had a fever. I wonder if they’d bleed if I bit them… would you cry in pain and fear? It makes me so excited to think about it! Just wait a little more, my angel. You’d soon be an adult, and we could finally be together!”Disgu