130 Grand Endless Grassland 4 (1/2)

At first, he was overwhelmed, by the sudden influx of information. But it didn't take him long to figure out, how to filter the information, thus reducing the strain on his brain.

He didn't need to know every detail, but only the rough outlines. For monsters that were more than enough to detect them and for herbs, it was enough to determine if he should check in more detail.

Now that he was able to sense his surroundings, his speed once again increased. Although he didn't avoid the wolves he found, he was prepared for them before they could attack him. This meant that he had now a much easier time one-shotting them.

Like this, he slowly made his way forward. One wolf became two wolves and then three wolves. Finally, each group had at least five wolves and sometimes even seven.

While he was easily able to handle the groups of three or fewer wolves when he got to the groups of more than that, he started to have to exert all his skill to handle them. While fighting, he slowly fell into a trance. His moves became instinctually, greatly reducing his reaction time.

This way, he fought his way closer to the target of the floor.

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He didn't know how much time had passed, or how many wolves he had killed when an alert broke him out of his trance.

<< You have reached the first checkpoint. All team members can now choose to leave the floor at any time they want. >>

Surprised, Ivan looked around.

In front of him stood a gray stone statue of a wolf, just like the ones he had killed all the time. Red veins were going through the statue, most of them were a vibrant blood red, while the others were less vibrant, or even gray, with only a slight tinge of red differentiation them from the rest of the statue.

”This must be the checkpoint.”, Ivan murmured, ”But what do these veins mean?”

There was no explanation for them, so Ivan could only ignore them for now.

He took a look at the time and found that it was nearly midnight. ”Damn, did so much time really pass?”, he asked in shock. Just to start cursing after the implications sank in.

Although others could take care of Jane, he had wanted to go home and play with her. Because it was the first time her mother had left her alone, it wouldn't be good, if her father didn't come home in time as well.

”Let's check on the others and then hurry home.”, he decided. Although it was way past sleeping time for Jane, he wasn't sure if she had already gone to bed, or if she was waiting for him, ”I hope Celine or Lucia have managed to get her to sleep.”

He used the System to contact the other in the group.

The others had stayed close to the platform. There they would only meet lone wolves, which they could defeat in their groups of two. This way each of them had helped slay at least twenty wolves, which was much more than they had ever expected.

The only problem was, that there was still no way to leave the floor and none of them was willing to die just yet. Although there was no connection to the outside, their parents knew that they were going to train in the Training Dungeon. And since it was well known, that one couldn't really die in it, they wouldn't be too worried.

None of the members of the group was the kind to stupidly throw away their life again and again, as some people did. The biggest danger for people fighting in the Training Dungeon was to go crazy.

While one couldn't die, continued torture or repeated deaths could screw with one's mind. Luckily, enemies, that would torture one were only possible in floors higher than 100. And if one got repeatedly killed, then one could only blame oneself. If an enemy is impossible to defeat, then one should know when to stop and come back after some more training.

Since getting killed would enable one to respawn in the entrance hall, there was no reason to experience death after death.

Another big problem they had was the mental pressure. Although the platform seemed safe from the wolves, that wasn't sure. Thus they had to constantly be on the lookout for wolves to attack them. Together with the physical strain from fighting so many monsters, this served to exhaust them even more.