Unbelivable Luck!
A whole week had passed in a blink of an eye. Was what Set wanted to say, but Nop, the reality was different. The week was as sluggish as a snail! Although he had decided to absorb all the beast cores, he never realized it would be so boring and time-consuming.
But hard work always pays off. That was because Set's status was off the chart... Well, at least compared to before.
"System show me my status."
. . .
[status bar]
[Host: Set-Jonathen]
[Power level: 50]
[Age: 16]
[HP: 540]
[Title: The slayer of horned beasts: THE BASTARD]
. . .
[Status point: 200]
[Strength: 70] [Agility: 70] [Preception: 70]
[Speed: 70] [Stamina: 70]
. . .
[Celestial spirit: CREATOR]
[Celestial equipment: Dragon Emperor]
[Abilities]
[Manifest. Lv???]
[Snatch.LvMAX]
[Cursed flame.Lv47]
[Time turtle cap.Lv13]
[Lady Luck kisses.Lv3]
[Unholy knight. Lv???]
[GOD'S WILL.Lv55]
[Shell]
. . .
[Celestial spirit: Golden Budha Physique]
[Abilities]
[Impenetrable Body]
. . .
[Celestial spirit: Fire demon]
[Celestial equipment: Crimson Curse/Fused with Titan Balde]
[Abilities]
[Hell flame.Lv74]
[Sacrifies]
[Clay face.Lv20]
[Seven sins][Locked]
[Oxygen(passive skill).Lv20]
[War Lord(passive).LV3: can easily break the will of Gold level demon beasts]
[????: ????][Locked]
[Flight]
[plasma energy]
. . .
[Skills]
[Devil's domain.Lv66]
[Fireball.Lv11]
. . .
[Battle exp: 55/100]
[Blood points: 40]
. . .
Set was shocked! WTf was going on with his stats?! The last time he checked, he had ZERO Stat points! But now he's got TWO FUCKING HUNDRED! The last time he saw his physical stats, they were all sixty... but now they were seventy? Don't even start with the level of his innate abilities.
Of course, all of them had their respective reasons. Like the two hundred stat points, and his continuous leveling was due to the killing of the World-class Evil crow. The Evil crow had given him 4000 +, it would have been odd if he hadn't leveled up. And his physical stats increased by ten were attributed to his clone's Intense Training Regime.. which was also called Intense training regimen. But it seemed that the clone had started to slack off as he had purchased the intense training regimen two weeks earlier.
"That Lazy Bum, I need to think of something..."
Set was lost in thought, but because he could not come up with any ideas, he turned his attention to the stat points. Although he wanted to put all of them into strength and just One-Punch any opponent he faced, or just put all of them into speed and run circles around the enemy, or even
put all of them into stamina and never tiring out in front of an enemy, he decided to even them out and equally distribute the stats, raising them all to a hundred and ten.
. . .
[status bar]
[Host: Set-Jonathen]
[Power level: 50]
[Age: 16]
[HP: 540]
[Title: The slayer of horned beasts: THE BASTARD]
[Progress: Level one Demon hunter]
. . .
[Congradulations! Host is now a level one Demon hunter]
[Cursed flame has leveled up]
[Cursed flame has leveled up]
[Cursed flame has leveled up]
[Cursed flame has leveled up]
[Cursed flame has leveled up]
[Cursed flame has leveled up]
The announcement went on until the Cursed Flame reached Lv. 100. Set was happy to hear the announcements, but thinking about it, he was back to his depressed self.
"Level one, which means my theory is right and I have to max out my fitness to match every innate skill!" While Set leveled up a lot, it seemed like leveling up through battle exp would be more effective. Thinking of this, Set realized what he had to do.
HUNT!
After about an hour of looking through the place, Set finally felt like it was it for the day, leaving the hideout casually. And because Set already knew the passcode thanks to the system, the hideout inevitably became his.
. . .
Set after a week, went back home smelling like the sewers. He immediately went to the bathroom and to take a long-awaited shower. But what surprised him was that his body was in really good shape. After a long... long... long shower, he went up to his room and started playing video games, saying, "Tomorrow I'm going to pack food and go back to the celestial plane..."
Just like that, hours flew by like flys, and before he knew it, it was midnight. He stopped his intense gaming and fell asleep in a matter of seconds.
The next day, he went to the market to buy some food. First, he thought of food that would last long until it rotted, but his theory was dispelled by an even better idea. Since the element of time was non-exist in the inventory, he went on to buy any food he wanted.
He went into a store and bought some eggs, then bought some flour, and then some bread. He switched stores and purchased some chicken wings, a pork belly, and some beef. He bought some cooking oil as well as spices.
After buying everything he wanted, he went into an abandoned alley and stored all the goods in the shop. But before he could leave, a shady man approached him.
"Do as I say if you don't want to die!"
Set the man hearing was startled. Even though he was lucky, he never realized he was this lucky! He wanted to try his newfound power on someone or something powerful, and here comes this guy, offering himself on a silver platter. And by the feel the man gave off, he was strong. But Set was never the type to take a beating laying down.
"Who are you supposed to be? My mother? Get out here if you don't want to die!" The man was surprised by Set's words. Looking at him, he was no more than sixteen, and he had the audacity to say such things to his obvious superior?!
"What did you say you little brat?!"
"If you kneel and plead for mercy, then I may consider giving you a painless death... but if you don't, I will show you pain that no one deserves, and I won't stop until you plead for DEATH!" the man's build suddenly doubled in size. It emitted a red aura as if to say, "As you can see, I AM INDEED EVIL!"
But contradicting his expectations, Set was as calm as an immortal mountain.
"I don't know if you're simply dumb or slow, so I'm going to say it again... and this time, I'll say it slow so it could sink into your thick skull, LLLEEEAAVVVEEEE IFFFF YOUUUUUU VALUUUUUUE YOURRRRRRRR LIFFFFFFFE!"
The man was enraged. 'This kid dares to come against me, a Saint-Class Monster? Courting for DEATH I see!'
With that, the man threw a punch with all his might. Set seeing the fist come closer to his face, grinned sinisterly, and moved to the left. The man missing his attack so easily dodged was shocked, but he was even more furious.
He threw another punch, but the results were the same. The man threw punches left and right, but it was to no avail. Even in all his efforts, he couldn't even ruffle Set's hair. 'He must have an innate ability that has improved his speed and agility.' But he was surprised to hear Set say, 'Physical status check.'
The man was shocked... The man was shocked... The man was shocked... The man was shocked... I don't know how many times I've got to say that to show you guys how this man felt.
'Physical Status Check? Does that mean he has no innate ability to boost his speed and agility?! How?! I spent two years in that shithole before I finally became a Saint hunter a week ago. How could this brat be faster than me?'