The Coming of the Traveler

8

Chapter 7

Eating death. Battle results. Inventor.

The look of the bear was filled with relief and ... gratitude, I guess. Wow, I was able to understand the final death of the undead, well done developed! So to implement something like this ... it must be a genius! And then the bear crashed to the ground, and system notifications rained down. 

Death Corrosion has been dispelled! The bone bear is dying!

Received 1000 experience!

Your level goes up! Current level: 5! Amount of experience: (1432/1600)

Received 5 stat points!

Earned 3 skill points!

Achievement earned: "David and Goliath Ι"

Description: Fighting someone you couldn't defeat, you showed not only "bravery", but also skill with ingenuity, which allowed you to defeat an enemy that surpassed you in level by more than 10 times.

Reward: 

+1% chance of completely absorbing the attack of opponents that are superior in level to you; +1% chance to deal critical damage to opponents that are higher than you in level; +1% to evade attacks from any opponent.

Achievement requirement: You must not be assisted in battle.

That's what I understand buns, although that's not all. I just couldn't imagine what treasures this bear could have. Gold coins, mountains of artifacts, rare potions and ancient scrolls were already shining in my eyes, and then ... EMPTY !!!

How is that?! What's the joke?! What the heck?! Although I know the answer to the last question very well, I even saw it a couple of times. Well, no, I almost died a couple of times when I was running from this bear, and I finished him off completely, so I'll take mine anyway. 

Sitting on the back of this monster, I grabbed the skull and pulled it towards me, intending to tear it off and stuff it into my inventory. Well, I could not leave here without a trophy! My conscience will devour me and not even choke. I can directly feel her teeth on the back of my head, even HP has decreased. It is better not to argue with conscience!

- Ai! Here is the creature! - I shouted in pain and abruptly grabbed the one who took away my state-owned HPs.

Who do you think it turned out to be? Correctly! The second skull, her mother! So that all your teeth popped out you bastard! 

Cursing viciously, which I hadn't done for a very long time, I put this elk-tar in my bag and continued my work. For more than two hours I tried to get my legally earned trophy. And to no avail, it's like trying to take a gem from a dwarf. Kicking the bear on the back of the head in anger, I dropped my jaw in surprise.

- There is!!! - I already jumped on the spot with such joy and jumped to the trophy.

The emerald lights were already barely smoldering in the deep darkness of the eye sockets, but they still looked terrifying. Each tooth is the size of a finger, how did I beat him in the first place? Yes, and this skull is heavy, like a bag of cement! 

I’ll drag him away, since in the game you can put at least a tank into your inventory, the main thing is that the bag, and the strength parameter are as large as possible, but with an overload I can drag myself to my home until the evening. And by the way, where is my achievement "Stubborn donkey". Gives nothing, but shows what a stubborn donkey you are.

After sitting and thinking for ten minutes, I found a way to solve the problem, namely, to drag all the bones of the bear to the dwelling. But before proceeding with the implementation of my idea, I started looking for fly agaric. You can’t leave him here, no matter how funny it is, but he saved my life. 

It was found quite quickly and looked slightly wrinkled, and the hat was bitten off in several places. Taking a deep breath, he put it in the bag. So, now my lifesaver, where have you gone? 

I had to tinker with her, as she flew even further than a mushroom. There is no strength, so I could not hold it in my hands. Well, well, what's wrong with her?

Bone Bear Cursed Poison Stick

Description: An ordinary stick, broken off by someone short-sighted from an oak that fell many years ago, safely survived its only fight and was cursed, and also saturated with the poison of the Panther Amanita. Very fragile before, now her power supports two types of energies at once. A completely useless thing in fights has become deadly ... for hares.

Effects: "Poisonous", "Cursed".

Item class: Uncommon. Durability 50/50. 

Damage: 15-19 base, 4 damage per second with poison, 5 damage with death magic. 

Requirements: Level 15

Note: Once a year and the stick shoots.

Kondraty didn’t have enough of me from such a transformation of a rotten piece of wood into a rather useful weapon, and I don’t care that it’s still useless: the level limit was not encouraging. On the other hand, I'm not in a hurry, so it's okay. I still have time to make her chops from all sorts of monsters. And now it's time to figure out how to drag this mountain of bones home.

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Having collected a bunch of more or less straight and long sticks, I tied them together. It is good that I took care in advance to take the rope in my dwelling. He put a couple of logs under an impromptu shovel and dragged along with all the luggage. I hope that at least half the way it will last. 

What a heavy remains of a bear, and you can’t say that he ate himself. To put it simply, this bear has amassed too much of a collection of bones. Well, nothing, I’ll drag it, I hope the greed of my conscience, oh, how coolly he said, will not let me fall halfway. 

I diligently pulled my luggage, quickly emptying my fatigue bar. A whole lake of sweat must have come off me. In real life, I would hardly have been able to move such a thing, but here I could, even with a unit of strength. My conscience again did not allow me to invest free points, it was thrifty with me.

Despite all my worries, I successfully coped with the task. Even the rotten logs did not let us down and lived to the end of the road, after which they finally fell apart. Having dragged all the good, or rather, the remnants of evil, I lay down on my bed.

Your Strength is increased by 1.

Acquired the Inventor skill.

Description: Thanks to your wit and ingenuity, using improvised resources with a couple of tools, you have created an extraordinary "complexity" thing.

Skill Class: Uncommon

Skill level: 1

Note: Wanderers have already created drags, but of a completely different level. Strange, apparently, no one has thought of such an “innovation” so far.

Not bad, not bad, never doubted his talents! I just don’t believe in my life that no one but me has made similar carts. What's the skill then? Is it really that bad? 

I do not understand this system at all, which gives me a lot of skills. At this rate, I'll have a freeloader of the second level in a couple of days. Or maybe I'm really lucky? Yes, that cannot be. 

Lucky? Someone else, but definitely not me. Especially if you remember my past. However, I even wondered what kind of drag I created? Well, I don’t believe that this wreck, glued together with a half-decayed rope, can be so unique!

Robust load-lightening shovel

Description: A dilapidated sled made by the hands of some clumsy from the first rotten logs that caught his eye. It has not only a microscopic margin of safety, but also very crooked sticks, and a rope that is about to unravel. However, due to the influence of incomprehensible factors, this “innovative” product showed very interesting properties.

Effects: -20% to the mass of the transported cargo, + 20% to the structural strength.

Item class: Unique

Great, the game continues to mock. And why immediately clumsy, I completed the task set for myself. I wonder what those factors are? Having examined in detail all my creation, I was about to lower my hands, when a strange, barely visible sign caught my eye, part of which was blurred. 

Slightly increased the skill "Knowledge of the Essence". In this sign, a stylized feather of a fabulous bird was guessed, usually some aristocrats wear such. 

Sign found, not identified.

What is there to identify? This feather is responsible for lightening the load. But what is responsible for the increase in strength? Having searched the entire cart again, I managed to find a completely ordinary nail hammered into one of the logs. 

How the nail got there is another question that I have yet to find an answer to. The nail has not been identified, but is probably responsible for the second effect. Just in case, I once again examined my creation from all sides and made sure that there was nothing unusual. Okay, I'll go to the stone, now let's see what the bear forgot there.