Chapter 12 - Day 4, 4th Floor Drug (1/2)

Chapter 12 - Day 4, 4th Floor Drug

[The level of a talent has risen.]

[Punching Lv3 -> Lv5. Related abilities have increased.]

[Compulsion Lv1 -> Lv3. Related abilities have increased.]

[Murder Lv1 -> Lv2. Related abilities have increased.]

[Reflexes has exceeded the limit.]

[Reflexes: 11]

After killing Scratchy, more records of my history in the dungeon came up.

[Talent has been acquired.]

[Talent - Deception: The ability to deceive another person will increase according to the level. The insight, planning and emotional adjustment abilities have slightly increased.]

[Deception. LV 2. 144/200]

[Talent - Taunt: The ability to make the opponent lost their calm will rise according to the level. Eloquence has slightly increased.]

[Taunt. Lv2. 23/200]

[Planning  has exceeded the limit.]

[Insight has exceeded the limit.]

[Planning: 11]

[Insight: 11]

Once no more notifications appeared, I got to my feet. I wouldn’t let myself be eaten. I finally understood the words of the man.

If Scratchy had died by my hands, his talent would have flowed into me. The man with the kitchen knife probably knew this. “This is completely... A battle royale.”

I smiled as I gazed into the darkness. I had been prepared to kill. Even so, I hadn’t thought about always killing my opponents. The ‘Persuasion’ talent existed, so I had thought about solving some things through intimidation or a conversation.

But if the system was like this then things were different. If I killed instead, then wouldn’t I get the talents of that person? Anybody who knew this would try to kill others if they had a chance.

There would be no conversation. It was the same with negotiations and deals. Who would do such ineffective things? It was impossible for faith to be established.

I needed to be prepared. From now on, there would be no self-defense.

I moved in the direction that the goblin pharmacist had escaped to. I wanted to encounter someone else after gaining Scratchy’s strength, but the fourth floor was quite s.p.a.cious. The goblin pharmacist had thrown bottles. Scratchy had suffered greatly from only two bottles. If I could obtain them, then I would gain an advantage when fighting others.

[The level of a talent has risen.]

[Cartography. Lv4 -> Lv5. Related abilities have increased.]

[Opening benefits received from reaching LV 5.]

[Technique - Mental Image: A technique that allows you to record images and letters on a mental piece of paper. Only geniuses are born with this ‘talent’, but a few are able to acquire the technique through effort.]

[No level. Concentration, descriptive power, planning, the range and speed of drawing in proportion to spatial perception and the duration have increased.]

What was this? As soon as I thought about it, letters were drawn in my head.

[What is this?]

“... Uhat.”

Normally when visualizing words or pictures in my head, they would disappear after a few seconds. But this was like a piece of paper actually appeared in front of me. Even if I shook my head and tried to erase it, the image was still vivid.

I drew all types of complex shapes. After a minute, they all remained intact... Then what would happen if I tried to draw a map like this?

[Cartography. Lv5. 2/1600]

It worked. This was a remarkable advantage.

So far, my hands were always on my cell phone when moving through the dungeon. I would have to quickly put my cell phone away when a monster emerged.

Now that wasn’t necessary anymore. My hands were free! I could respond more quickly. I raised my hands into a combat stance and prepared for any bottles that could come flying. One step forward. Another step.

[Talent has been acquired.]

[Talent - Stealth: The ability to walk covertly, concentration and agility will rise according to your level.]

I walked around for 20 minutes, and my stealth was close to reaching level two. Then I stiffened as I heard a scream from outside my field of view.

It was a scream-- A woman's scream. I walked for a while and light started to appear in front of me. There was a curve in the path that I peeked around, trying to stealthily see the sights that stretched out before me.

Just like the hallway last time, the source of light were torches. There was a village in a wide s.p.a.ce, with conical tents and goblins scattered around them.

The screams were coming from there. I had to pa.s.s through the area that the scream came from anyway. I moved my head slightly and shouted as hard as I could.

“KYAH?”

”Kyak!” The goblins among the tents reacted. I immediately pulled back. My fists were waiting in front of the curved path. Within a few seconds, the first victim popped out from around the corner.

“Kik?” My fist slammed straight into its face.

Bakak.

The hit made the goblin stumble backwards and become entangled with the ones behind it.

The terrain was good. The curve of the narrow pa.s.sage was to my advantage. No matter how many goblins came at me, only one or two could attack at a time-- and there was no need to worry about things thrown from a distance.

The only thing left was for me to punch without making any mistakes in my timing.

”Pant... Pant...!” I panted harshly as the corpses of the goblins came up to my knees when everything was finished. I moved my head past the curve and yelled again.

No more goblins came out. I walked between the tents and looked carefully in each one. There was nothing. Even if there were some boxes, only j.a.ptem of E rank or less appeared.

“Ahh!”

“...!”  The screams stopped for a while before starting again. But unlike earlier, the screaming sounded strange. I pa.s.sed through the tents.

At the end of the tents and near another pa.s.sage leading to a big and colourful tent. I went inside, then stiffened for a moment.