How did she make a doll for the other Peter so fast?
the System rushed to say.
Dazed by the pain and the blood loss, Peter forced himself to eat a Health pill, letting his Mana regenerate by itself. The bleeding stopped in seconds, but the wound was still open, a sickly white and pink trench in his flesh, with drops of blood hanging over it like a disgusting dew. He felt disheartened by how easily he could be hurt. Leve thirty-five meant a gain of twelve points, so he three in Constitution to raise his Regen and the rest into Dexterity, raising the latter to the Grandmaster tier, hoping it would allow him to dodge hits faster.
Peter Hillden. Age: 25, Class: Impulse, Lvl. 35
Strength: 61 / Dexterity: 81 / Constitution: 45
Intelligence: 28 / Will: 41 / Concentration: 26
Charisma: 41 / Luck: 41 / Magic Power: 41
Then, he lay on his back, resting, and dozed off. Ten minutes later, Regina touched his shoulder. "It's done."
Peter sent his leather pants to storage to self-repair and put on a simple pair of jeans. Jack and Daniel were up and looked normal. The other Peter was panting, his face white as a paper sheet, sitting on his buttocks but conscious. The woman who was supposed to be sacrificed stood a little apart, trembling, now freed.
Why is she still here? Peter asked. He expected the Mana construct to be dismissed after the clear.
So, if I had chosen to kill her…
All participants are now conscious. Calculating rewards:
Marianne: Continued existence, 50 ounces of gold, transportation.
As soon as the first line passed through their minds, a portal opened in the meadow. Without saying goodbye, the woman ran into it and disappeared.
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150 ounces of gold to each party member. A bonus of 100 ounces to Peter Hillden for his major contribution.
Loot: Armor and Weapons.
Transportation, upon leaving the Shrine's premises.
Main Quest Update: You have cleared two types of Dungeon constructs: Town and Shrine. Clear a third type to access the supreme challenge: Secrets of the Fog. Possible choices: Haunted Graveyard (requirement: a minimum of 50 Magic Power), Arena (requirement: a minimum of 50 in either Strength, Dexterity, or Constitution), School (requirement: a minimum of 50 in either Charisma or Intelligence). To find the next quest’s location, continue South.
"I didn't expect it to be so hard," the Peter from Floor Two confessed. "Thank you," he bowed to Regina after looking at his reattached arm.
“That was some tough fight there,” Daniel said.
"Dunno if you noticed, but the Boss copied the skills we used for the first stage," Peter said. “It was the same for the Minoan town.”
"We need better information… No offense, sweetie," Regina said. “We barely escaped with our lives, both times.”
"If we put together fifty ounces, I can buy a reconnaissance drone on Cultivators black market," Jack from Two proposed. "Dwarven tech.”
"I’ll think about it," Peter told his double, reluctant to spend money when he could use a simple Stealth. “Let’s inspect the loot.”
The knights' bodies were gone, but their weapons and armor had stayed behind, including the dagger Peter had used to initiate the attack. The Inspect said it was Uncommon gear, coated with Mithril. It was less valuable than their treasures in the Minoan city but still useful. They decide to have Peter from Two take and sell it.
The best loot was the Boss's axe. Its head was made of pure Mithril, like Peter's spear. Daniel and Jack were interested in it, and they flipped a coin. The weapon went to Jack. When they exited the Shrine's limits, a portal appeared and led them precisely to their rendezvous point. An impressive demonstration of the fog's powers.
"Have you found someone for the fake IDs?" Peter from floor Two asked.
"As a matter of fact, Daniel here is a… creative entrepreneur. You should talk with him," Peter asked.
"No problem, I have a guy," the cook said. "For who?"
"Quite a bit of people," Peter said.
"I'll come on floor One for the weekend," Peter's double said. "Where can I find you?"
"I run a joint in Lebanon, The Black Market."
"OK, I’ll find it," Peter from Two said.
“Looking forward… Thanks for inviting me; the money’s great, but I’ll take a break from… err… this,” the cook pointed at the altar. “
Can’t blame him. It was dangerous, true. Redroar felt the same. Peter thought. Strangely, he wasn’t afraid to fight… He was neither looking forward to it, but when it happened, it was… thrilling.
Peter nodded toward Daniel. “It’s OK, I understand. If you change your mind, let me know.”
“Nah, I’m pretty sure. I’ll stay home and refurbish the restaurant.”
"When do you want to go for the next challenge?" Peter from Two asked. “I’m free whenever.”
"Dunno," Peter scratched his head. "Next Wednesday? Baby, you wanna choose school, right?"
"Sounds like the best option. We'll take Ariana and Naomi this time.”
“Right. They’re nerds. School is their forte," Peter said.
Returning to the camp was uneventful. Regina and Peter went to their tent as well. It was one and a half in the morning, but the adrenaline was still there, and they couldn't sleep.
"I could use a shower," Regina whimpered after long minutes of switching from one side to another. "All that hiking made me sweat...”
“You’re OK with cold water now?” he wondered.
"I’ll survive,” she sighed.
“Then I’ll take one too.”
He opened the tent’s door, letting her out first. Despite the lateness of the hour, there were still students roaming around the camp or partying. The cold shower felt refreshing for Peter, albeit Regina was letting out small squeals of discomfort. Finally, back in the tent, they cuddled in each other arms and went to sleep.