82 Chapter 82 (2/2)

89,940 xp to next Tier

Resources: 1649 of 2900

Currency: 84 copper 19 silver 5 gold 0 platinum

Dungeon Tokens: 9

He did a double take as he took in how much experience he had actually gained from the party wipe. Because Skar's party members hadn't managed to level up before the Terminus fight, James netted all of the extra experience from the achievements they had been gaining. He also netted the experience the survivors had received from defeating the terminus before they died to the Terminal Core. Unlucky for them, considering those who were dead when the Terminus had fallen got to keep the experience they gained from the fight, as well as the achievement experience, they likely received. James couldn't help but feel sorry for Z and the Knights, if at least just a little. Talk about bad luck. He had a hard time believing Z would be entertained by that turn of events. Oh well.

With his experience gain, and seeing he was already over halfway towards his next Rank, James couldn't help but feel giddy. He didn't care how good Blank was, there was no way-

Incoming PM Request from BLANK

A window popped up in from of James, pulling him from his victorious mullings. Confused, he glanced at Rue, who it seemed was playing...some sort of card game against a holographic projection of the Terminus? For a second the two of the AI just stared at James, before the Terminus tipped his hat, somehow, towards James, and flickered away.

”Don't judge me.” Rue said haughtily, before she turned her attention to the notification in front of James. He hadn't been under the impression dungeon cores could send and receive private messages while logged in. Even more concerning, why would Blank be messaging him? He had never seen a single post from the mysterious top dungeon.

”What do you think Blank wants?” The pixie shrugged her shoulders at his question and motioned towards the accept button.

”Won't find out till you open it.”

”You don't say.” James sighed and moved his tentacle towards the option. For some reason, a sense of dread filled him as he accepted the message. The dread was confirmed as he read through the message. Oh no.