Of all the things Zen could expect from a game, he was not expecting a dhampir with a beekeeping hobby. What he thought were fireflies turned out to be glow bees. It was a great thing nobody attacked the insects. According to the watcher, cave bees did not hum or buzz. They were closer to scavengers who ate rotting meat and built their hives in rocks. Once attacked, the colony would swarm and exterminate the threat.
“Unlike regular bees, they don’t make honey in their hives, although they build wax combs. After many generations of cross-breeding, the original hive of cave bees has now fully converted to glow bees. I harvest the wax and blood gel they store for food and candles.”Blood gel? Now that Zen thought about it, the dhampir had an unusually large amount of what he previously assumed were strawberry jam in jars on the shelves in the kitchen. The watcher was already eccentric, to begin with. The young chef did not want to judge a person by their pan“You’re finally here,” Damian leapt to his feet, tired of waiting. Jessica and Benjamin were already there. Even Charlie seemed to be idle.“Sorry,” Zen grinned. “I just got a new permanent buff. From now on, my priority while climbing to the twentieth floor is to seek all the altars and restore all the fragments of the Lost Goddess. It might seem redundant for now, but it will benefit us greatly in the battle against the Demon lord.”Although Zen’s new buff from the forsaken deity did not directly affect anyone else, the group could use a stronger healer. Having experienced the convenience and benefit of having a party healer, nobody held it against Zen for the delay. If anything, he was right to complete the side quest before facing the Skeleton Summoner boss.According to Remi, the boss of this floor was a magician type. It was difficult for them to get close to it previously because they were swarmed by an army of sk
Not many assassins were religious. There was a reason for that. After all, why pray to a God who will turn you away at heaven’s gates? There was only one place for assassins in the afterlife, and nobody wanted to sell their soul to the devil prematurely. Humans were foolish, but not that foolish.Zen found another altar fairly quickly, and with each restored altar, the labyrinth started to change. Now, there was more than dreary cracked stone. There were moss and cobwebs. He could not wait to see what would change after all five altars available on this floor were restored.“This key works!” Charlie hooted with joy over the alliance chat. “What if it works for the rest of the labyrinth?”Zen raised his brow. Would the developers allow such a feature? It felt too overpowered.“You can try,” Zen replied, not wanting to sound like a wet blanket. It was difficult for these assassins to be interested in anything more than kill
As skeletons did not drop loot, the only way to gain anything from this floor was to find loot chests or fight variant monsters like the Skeleton Knight. The loot Charlie found from their first loot chest was devastatingly ordinary. If Zen wanted holy water, he would make it himself.“It’s not entirely bad,” Charlie defended himself. “Think about the parties without a cleric!”Zen deadpanned. “I can create an entire well worth of holy water higher grade than that,” he explained. “Even if that loot was the deity’s grace, the only thing that I will accept is their goodwill. Have you seen how easily we have been defeating these regular skeletons? Basil doesn’t even have to cast Petrification. Benjamin and Jessica have been crushing skulls and spines the whole time.”It was true. Charlie had no chance to use any of the items he had. The holy water loot that should work to weaken undead mobs was not needed h
While waiting for Party Freedom to log in, Zen spent time chatting with his party members in the vanguard. Oritha and Sasha had gotten impatient and decided to go rogue.“I don’t think that technique is wrong,” Liu Feng commented. “If we kill and destroy enough, we could accidentally kill the boss monster and clear this stage.”Law of the jungle… Zen wondered if there was something else they were missing.“If that does not work, would you revisit the twentieth floor again?” Zen asked. “I feel like a huge hint would be in it. When we were clearing the tenth floor, we stumbled into a side quest that came with a very useful item.”After listening to Zen’s summary, Akiko agreed to split from the group to seek the unknown clue Zen was referring to. Although she had no idea what to look for, her unique bloodline ability allowed her to fly and pass through solid structures to enter hidden rooms. It was a
From weapon to combat basics, Liu Feng and Akiko pounded them into Zen’s brain for the whole afternoon. The team bonding activity Zen craved was more torturous than he thought. Why couldn’t they be more like Party Freedom? Although not physically demanding because he was still a patient, Akiko’s demonstration and mock combat were still mentally stressful because her killing intent, even in training, was real.“Good work,” Liu Feng commended after three whole hours.Zen had no idea if that was directed to him or Akiko. Unlike the two monsters, the poor chef could no longer feel his arms. Thankfully, dinner had already been prepared.“That’s a wrap,” Liu Feng concluded and Akiko quietly commended Zen’s effort to keep up, echoing what Liu Feng said earlier before excusing herself to shower.Among the three of them, Zen was the sweatiest and needed the shower the most. However, he was so tired that he could
Sniffle.Liu Feng frowned at the unexpected sound coming from his right. It was unlikely for Chatura to suddenly catch a cold. However, the sniffling became worse, and his confusion increased.Alarmed by the stream of unending tears, Zen quickly reached for the box of tissues. He added more chopped chilli to the seasoning because Chatura was a native Indian. Was she not accustomed to the native spice tolerance?“I’m sorry!” he quickly apologised, offering tissues. “I added a few more chopped chillies because I thought that was how you’d like it. Would you like a milkshake to help with the spice?”The crying worsened, and none of the assassins knew what to do. Just how many chillies did Zen add to that butter chicken sandwich?Declining the tissue box, Chatura put the sandwich down and wiped her tears with her saree.“It’s been a while since I’d eaten something this spicy,” she sniffled. “