Chris shook his head as he walked, leaving Kingscastle behind him. He’d gotten the necessary armor and shield that he’d been missing—as well as food, water, and a few basic supplies stuffed in a backpack. He’d talked with Sarah before he left. The situation was bleak, to say the least. Animals were mutating left, right, and center. The worst of …

Whether it was because he’d met her before, or owned a settlement in which she already existed—Blibl was available as a System-assigned—rather than generated—Alchemical Vendor. He mashed the build button as hard as he could. He rushed down to street level as the building began to assemble, grinning like a fool. He spotted Sarah entering the settlement, walking dazedly through …

Chris woke to the feeling of being dragged across grass as Sarah huffed and heaved on his body. It was slow going—his armor weighed him down—but he was definitely moving. He jolted up, feeling the chameleon napkins spread across the left side of his body flapping wildly. The one protruding from his nose jostled again his lips, trying to wiped …

Chris felt Sarah’s hand in his, he clutched it desperately like a lifeline, then loosened it when he heard a hiss of pain behind him. Oh, right. He had superhuman strength, and Sarah had diddlysquat. “Sorry,” he said reflexively, then clammed his mouth shut. Don’t breathe. The world rippled around him, like walking through a soap bubble. Indescribable smells surrounded …

Chris woke after his sleep and went straight to the top of his keep. He laid his hand upon the pedestal and checked his building options. He had no clue what to do with his Tower Seed, it sounded like a building, or maybe something that you had to plant in the ground. There was nothing about Tower Seeds, or …

Blibl had already begun developing a minor cult, so Chris sort of guessed she was safe, but he decided to leave quickly, before things got truly out of hand. The other reward from his levelling quest, the Tower Seed, turned out to be a crystal. It sank into his hand without any problems. He’d deal with it later. This didn’t …

Nurk looked through the corpse listings, as was his evening habit. It was a reminder of home. That, in three months, he would soon be out of his place. There had been some interesting new listings recently. Mostly trash of course, Gnolls and other monsters useful only for biomass and materials. But there had been some gems. Ossian Juggernauts, an …

Chris had eventually sent Steve scrambling with promises of armor and a new weapon—no, not the one in his hand. There was probably plenty of choice on the battle-field outside the walls, but it was understandable that Steve would like to avoid those. Chris had also honestly forgotten that Steve’s name turned out to be Albert. Chris couldn’t really complain …

Chris pulled the Slime back into his arm. He hadn’t needed much to kill the man. He’d probably invested too much into strength and too little into constitution. Or his armor provided him with bonuses to strength and little else. Gregor’s body fell away, whatever connection it’d had to the axe had faded after death. Pulverized stone showered down over …

Chris froze. If Gregor had a Dao, the man might actually be more powerful than him “I am sure your second Dao Solidification will work admirably, Sir Gregor. I must take my leave, there are still those who need our help.” He hurried away to help escort several beleaguered stragglers into the town. They were few and far between—most were …