Eleven Slimes.
A family, you could say.
They all jiggled in their place, as though to hold a conversation. Merrily consuming the bones that the head honcho had deigned for them to feast upon.
However, I would have to cut their story time short, as sneakily crouched in my bush, hiding from sight, as I stalked them from atop a hill.
While the group was far larger than the one that I had jumped. They were also less brightly colored compared to the previous batch I slew. Only possessing a collective range of reds and greens.
Whereas, I had unknowingly jumped a half-step cyan with its mobile food storages.
Dismissing the thought, I turned around and glanced down at the small wooden barrel in my hands. One that was conveniently filled with alcohol.
Now, whether the alcohol content of the barrel was enough for the plan or not, was up to anyone's guess. But after taking a sample, it seemed distilled enough.
So, after filling its opening with a cloth lathered in the slime gel I gathered from my foes, I sparked a match and prepared for the pyrotechnics.
"Fireball!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.
The explosive tumbled in the air, wildly spinning until it struck the ground with a loud crack!
"Fun Fact: Molotov Cocktails are a viable strategy against slimes."
Fighting like I did would have been very ill advised against so many slimes. But, with how my previous battlefield had been an empty expanse, it was more likely to hurt me than kill slimes due to the environment.
Unlike here where I was safe watching the slimes die one by one.
After the fire died out, I collected the remnant mana cores, and swiftly made it back to the village.
Triumphant over the grand trial that had been granted to me. The gods above set the scene like today was the second coming.
The sun was setting, cashing a long shadow over me, the village seeing my arrival from a mile away.
And while I was met with more than one questionable stare, it wasn't all bad, as most others just looked at me with awe.
"Is that really him?"
"He looks like a new man!"
"Did Don really clear out all of those slimes in the forest?"
"You could hear the explosion from kilometers away. It was just a wonder how he can still he-"
The discussion was cut off as I entered the guild building. Walking up to the front desk, the clerk took note of my disheveled appearance before raising a brow.
"I finished the slime extermination quest." I answered crisply, the definition of nonchalance.
Presenting the notice I had taken down earlier in the day, I also presented the several cores I collected throughout the day, evidence of my conquest.
The clerk merely shrugged, counting the number of cores, before reaching for something beneath the counter.
With a clink, she produced a bag of coins. My reward for all of the hardship I had to endure.
"Will that be all?" She drawed expectantly.
"No, my business here is done for today." I replied, all hero-like.
Quest complete!
Up-beat pop music played at the back of my head as I left the guild, a dumb grin plastered across my face.
I did it! I did it! Yeah, I did it!
While it might have looked like I was entirely calm on the outside, internally, I was celebrating like there was no tomorrow.
And when I returned to the inn, I decided to treat myself a little bit.
"Jeff, I need enough alcohol to kill a man!" I called out to the owner.
"Coming right up Don!" Replied a burly man with a grin just as large as mine.
Naturally, I just had to spread the happiness with those around me. Especially the person who had to deal with a majority of my crash outs for the past year or so.
Though, I barely remembered anything after that point…
Maybe it really was enough to kill a man.
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Da_Bug (Original Poster) (Owner) (Talking Stick)
Posted On Dec 15th 5260:
Welcome Trainees to the Skye Crossing Company. My name is Skye, and I made the fine system you are all using. Now, I have taken it upon myself to create this thread. So that those more extroverted among you can Network with other users of the system.
Below are the frequently asked questions for the convenience of the many:
Q1: Why are we chosen?
A1: Roll of the dice. A rats given consciousness would have been my choice. But the board vetoed that idea.
Q2: How do I unlock more of the system?
A2: By putting in the slightest bit of effort into cultivating your homeworld. It will be your semi-permanent home. Might as well make it a bit tidier.
Q3:Does Rank increase along with functionality?
A3: Yes.
Q4:Can I exploit the shop by buying valuables at a cheap price from worlds where they are abundant?
A4: The system is conscious of what the value of whatever it is you are trying to purchase, and adjusts accordingly. Supply and Demand. It might be artificial, but it reduces all the fakes that buy a cultivation manual for household toiletries because the seller lives in a backwater world.
Now, enjoy using the system!
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►Construct (Crafter's Guild)
Replied On Dec 15th 5260:
Im Construct, I come from some realistic version of minecraft.
Reaching out to ask anyone if they could sell me toilet paper on the cheap? I would actually give my kidney for even a roll of 4 ply.
Edit: First!
►Bruce Lee (Brotherly Sect)
Replied On Dec 15th 5260:
Bruce Lee here, stuck in a fight-crazy world where even presidency is decided by whos strongest
►Bruce Lee (Brotherly Sect)
Replied On Dec 15th 5260:
Hey @Construct, your food wouldnt happen to make healing faster would it?
►XxVoid_CowboyxX (muted)
Replied On Dec 15th 5260:
Void, from worm!
I see spot the reference! Member! member!
►Construct (Crafter's Guild)
Replied On Dec 15th 5260:
Not unless its a golden apple, no. But I might trade it for a whole stack of tp at this point.....
►JIll_sandwiches
Replied On Dec 15th 5260:
Ill just call myself sandwiches. Got dropped in racoon city in the middle of the outbreak dont think ill outrun the nuke...
►JetstreamSUM
Replied On Dec 15th 5260:
Sam, but sum sounds funnier. In mgs but not really a fan of the stealth
waiting for cyborgs to drop so I can get a suit of my own
►Magical_Girl_Topaz (Verified Magical Girl)
Replied On Dec 15th 5260:
Ultra mega cute Magical Girl Topaz! Here to bring love and justice to the broken world of Remnant!
Chu!
►Wine_for_your_Thoughts (Happy Campers)
Replied On Dec 15th 5260:
I'm Wine son not to be confused with WIne dad, thats my dad
And honestly, living in percy jackson just feels like eternal summercamp as a punishment
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►Deluded_Hero (Temp Ban)
Replied On Dec 25th 5260:
IM a HERO!111
dunk bUt a HERO doiG Teor breast
►XxVoid_CowboyxX (muted)
Replied On Dec 25th 5260:
Haha! New just said breast!
►Demoness_Path
Replied On Dec 25th 5260:
Uh, the system chose the name for me?
I guess its somewhat right
just call me Erina I drunk a potion and the system appeared afterwards
cant tell if this is a dream or an illusion
►Deluded_Hero (Temp Ban)
Replied On Dec 25th 5260:
Dmn1sssssssssssssssssssss enemy Fhgt ME
►Demoness_Path
Replied On Dec 25th 5260:
Maybe you should sleep instead?
sleeping always helps when im drunk
►XxVoid_CowboyxX (muted)
Replied On Dec 25th 5260:
No! let this play it, its funnier this way
►Deluded_Hero (Temp Ban)
Replied On Dec 25th 5260:
SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I save people!!!
►XxVoid_CowboyxX (muted)
Replied On Dec 15th 5260:
HAhahahaha this guy just keeps going in and on!
►Deluded_Hero (Temp Ban)
Replied On Dec 25th 5260:
Boid not sfe from me
►Mothest Fox (Moderator)
Replied On Dec 25th 5260:
@Deluded_Hero you get nap time, no more screentime
@XxVoid_CowboyxX No encouraging of poor behavior, it reflects more on you for not stopping it.
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My head…
When I came to, I was running a fever, my stomach burned, and my belly still felt like it was filled to the brim with food.
"Shh~, tall un' wakin' up."
Just how hard did I celebrate last night?
Blinking the sleep away from my eyes, a lance of pain suddenly assaulted my brain as light shone into my eye.
"Too much te drink, hehe."
It's too damn bright, and I'm too hungover to care.
Turning over, I shielded my eyes from the light before passing out again.
{-
Wait, who was talking?
My eyes instantly snapped open… finding myself far from my room at the inn.
Where… Where am I?
"Had to drag 'er arse outta bed, you was sleeping like a babe." A gruff voice spoke up, my eyes drawn toward down…
"Rise and shine, princess. We's got a mission from command. Says we need to defend an oil pump or some."
Looking down, it took me several seconds to connect what I was looking at to something in my head. The alcohol swiftly leaving my system as I realized what I was seeing.
Dwarf, mining mission, drill, guns, Molly… SPACE SHIP!
Whether I liked it or not, I was transmigrated to the Deep Rock Galactic Universe.
[Mission Status]
Rock and Stone:Big Oil
Objective: Complete the mission given by corporate
Bonus Objective: Gather enough materials to match the mission's payout
Reward: Pocket Space
Bonus Reward: Modular Power Drill
[A/N: Uneditted chapters, will fix later. Kinda so so might improve later.]