Reject Humanity, Return to Monke

Chapter 85 - Monke And The First Event

Briefly forgetting about the 'Prize' I was just awarded, I focused on my training, since this was more important than some outfit – that I knew was fucking legendary.

After an hour of using my HP bar as a goddamned resource, my MP had finally regenerated, and it was time to test my theory.

Calling upon the flames, I let the magic flow through my body and into the air, the temperature rising as wisps of flames danced around my figure. My fur went untouched as the fire brushed against it, the grass beneath me set alight.

In an instant, a brief wave of hot air pushed outwards in all directions, with my body as the center. Domino hid behind a rock to avoid the incoming wave of heat.

I opened my eyes, seeing the fire dancing around my body like I was some kind of torch, although the flame didn't encompass my entire being. Think of it as a dress. The fire hovers around me, its heat not harming me or my clothes in the slightest.

I had to suppress an urge to laugh. It worked, it really fucking worked!

Looking at my MP, I had to suppress the urge to laugh even harder. It wasn't draining like the Thundergod mode. Hell, this Flamegod mode ate my mana like crumbs instead of a giant bite.

MP: 6560 / 6760

If my calculations are correct, I take about 25 MP for every second this Flamegod mode is active, and since the level of [Earth Manipulation] is like my [Flame Manipulation], I would assume that the mana intake is quite similar.

Lo-and-behold, my theory rang true. Currently, instead of fire dancing around me, this time, earth encased my body like living armor. It was flexible, easy to move in, and most of all, it was as hard as a fucking diamond.

Not to levels of adamantium, though. Maybe when I max the skill, but until then, diamond hardness it is.

Canceling the flow of mana. This time, I focused on [Lightning Manipulation].

'Well then, time to grind this like a pro gamer.'

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It was a few hours later that I stopped and rested for the first event. My grinding earlier brought better results than I thought. I was a bit baffled though, since I was able to max two skills that I thought would take a little more time.

[Canon Blow] Lv. 3 -> Lv. 4

[Rolling Thunder] Lv. 1 -> 3

[Lightning Manipulation] Lv. 1 -> 2

[Gorilla Go Smash!] Lv 7 -> Max

[Gorilla Fighting Tech] Lv 8 -> Max

Name: Jionni 

Age: 0 

Gender: Male 

Race: Gorilla 

Class: Tank   

Level: 13       

Exp: 1793 / 13000

HP: 6820 / 6820

MP: 2255 / 2255

Str: 71 = 216

Vit: 108 = 224

End: 73 = 178

Agi: 47 = 77

Dex: 51 = 96

Int: 42 = 157

Wis: 41 = 156

Cha: 32 = 42

Luc: 1 = 1

Yes, [Gorilla Go Smash!] and [Gorilla Fighting Tech] have maxed out quickly, jumping from level 7 and 8, respectively. I have a theory that it's because of my modified body, as well as my current strength. It seems that these two skills are beginner techniques, that when you get stronger, it becomes faster to level up.

And let's face it, [Gorilla Fighting Tech], no matter how good it was for my stats, was supposed to be easy to level up. I mean, how does a gorilla fight? Grappling, biting, slapping, sometimes punching, and flinging poop. The same could be said for [Gorilla Go Smash!]. All I had to do was use it with my full strength and boom, easy levels.

Also, the bonus Strength damage from [Gorilla Go Smash!] changed from 200% to 400%, a massive increase if you ask me, and I'll take any advantage I can get for the oncoming events.

That said, it was time. I've been resting for about an hour now, and it was almost time before I was introduced to that torture called teleporting again in a few minutes.

'Shit… The butterflies in my stomach are getting worse…' I thought about using some stomach cramp medicine I could get from the Dungeon Store, but frankly, it was unnecessary and a waste of my DP.

Toughing out my extreme anxiousness, I was once again assaulted by the familiar pain of having your body deconstructed and reconstructed in the span of only a single second. It wasn't long before I was standing inside the same hall we were welcomed into, but this time, there were no tables.

In fact, the halls looked incredibly barren, save for the Dungeon Masters, who were quite noticeably fewer than before.

"Ah, welcome back, Dungeon Masters." Chythos, this time not accompanied by Uius, spoke from his throne. "I see you all are already asking yourselves why the quantity is less than before."

Most Dungeon Masters nodded, me included, as we gazed towards the figure of the sitting giant man.

"Well, that is simply because all of you currently in this hall are new entrees, or in simpler terms, first-timers." Chythos stood up, his regal figure making me subconsciously submit. "It's time to pop your cherries. The first event starts now!"

Suddenly, my vision went black, but I was still conscious. What…? What the fuck…? What's happening…?

I heard a scream from beside me, and it slowly spread, making me want to cover my ears and rain down hell on whoever was making the damned racket!

It wasn't long until my vision returned and I was strapped to some kind of chair, my body unable to move, even with all of my strength.

"Welcome to the Simulation Event." I heard Uius' monotone voice from all around the tiny room, now that I got a good look at it. It was incredibly barren, not a single piece of furniture in plain sight. Hell, there wasn't even a door in this room! "During this event, all participating Dungeon Masters will be strapped down on a chair, unable to move until the battle is over. The rules are simple. You control a replica of your own Dungeon. Everything inside, monsters, humans, and demi-humans are also replicated down to the finer details. They are, however, not living beings, so it is safe to say that they are more like puppets. Fret not, they are not connected to your real Dungeon."

I was about to have a panic attack, but having reaffirmation that this replica wasn't connected to my Dungeon was a fucking relief.

"Two Dungeon Masters will fight each other using only the replica Dungeon. Those fighting will be selected at random. The battle ends when your replica self, or the Dungeon Core is destroyed."

Alright… I can work with this… But… Is this strapping to a chair really necessary…?

"The battle will commence in 3… 2… 1… Good Luck, Have Fun, Don't Die…"