Carlisle
“So, let me ask you something Carlisle; Just how many times have you reset your world since you found out about how having npc’s in your party helps your character survive longer? 5 times? 10 times? 15, 20 times? Just what exactly were you trying to accomplish with so many resets?” Gale asked me. “It’s closer to 50 times if you really must know. As for why; There’s a couple of reasons. One of them, at least at the beginning is that I’d put in an automatic reset for when the population got to a certain point. After I found out about how having npc’s in the party helped our survival rate I started to do it manually to keep certain traits in the population. Before that the reset was fairly indiscriminate with how the people were targeted.” I replied to her. What… It’s mine, or rather it was before I had to give it up to give Rosch a fresh place to recruit a npc party. “I was trying to make a npc that could be considered an all-rounder. You know someone who could fill in at all levels of the game. Fighting, magic, healing, anything and everything that I could foresee happening.” I told her. It was a good plan for me after all crap kept happening to my other party members when I was with other players.
“So, did it succeed?” Gale asked me. “Did you manage to create your perfect npc that would enable you to get what you wanted?” Damn is she inquisitive. “Yes. There are hundreds of the now that could in fact fill any position that I would need them for. “I told her not sure why she would want to know. “So, did you set Rosch up with one of your perfect npc’s?” Gale asked me.” Fuck no! They’re too precious for me to give her someone who could help me beat the game. Besides I want her to feel the same frustration that the rest of us have felt trying to beat her damned game.” I told Gale. She started sputtering at me. “Why would you do that when you pretty much forced her and the rest of the gods to have her play the game? You even gave up control of your world in order to make it happen.” Fools I’m not that generous.
Rosch
Maybe I shouldn’t have told him that Carlisle is that much of a prick; that he pretty much threw everyone on this world under a bus just to make it easier for him to devote more time to playing the game. Though I am enjoying how Pan is cursing Carlisle Just as much as I had done so far in the past. I honestly would have let him go on forever but it’s getting us nowhere and I would like to be free from the restriction that the other gods put me under at some point in my life. Trying to interrupt him was not easy let me tell you. For a while there I don’t think he even heard me. So, while he kept cursing the god of his world I pulled out my weapon to finally get a look at it. I know not smart of me, but hey I was in a bit of a rush earlier trying to make sure he wasn’t killed off before I got to him. A gleaming copper khopesh. Four feet long with a foot of it just for the handle. Etched onto the blade are letter that spell out the word “Bohica”. Not knowing just what it meant I tapped Pan with the blunt edge just to watch it disapper from my hand. “Damn it! Would it kill you guys to make this just a little easier for me?” I yelled out to the sky. That seemed to get Pan’s attention. “Ok Pan I want you to open your inventory and tell me what you find there.” I tell him almost positive that he now has my weapon. With the luck, I’ve had so far, I’m certain that the other gods found a way to screw me over again.
“Um, just a moment… how do I open my inventory?” he asked me. Oh, for heaven’s sake do I have to explain everything to him? “Ok. To open your inventory, you can either concentrate on it or you can say he words open inventory.” I tell him not liking this situation at all. “Open inventory.” Pan called out louder than was necessary but since it was his first time I think he was nervous. “Um ok there’s a sword in there and I just got a pop up saying Rosch B.O.H.I.C.A. means bend over here it comes again. As in take it up the ass! Carlisle.”
Pan looked at me and saw the angry expression that I couldn’t keep in; then he did something that proved his lack of survival skills. He asked me what I did to piss off Carlisle. Smacking him upside the head I told him to just open a map so that we could get on with his active quest. Actually, I told him if he didn’t then I’d start to crush his balls again. Oh, I almost forgot something. “Pan, before we set out you might want to do two things. One; You might want to make sure make sure that your quest is active, and two you might want to check if you can form a party otherwise I’ll have to form one.” I said to him. I needed the party in order to make sure that I got some kind of loot from the monsters Pan killed since he now had my weapon. Side bonus it would allow me to gain back the levels I had lost in the experience transfer earlier. Eventually he asked me how to form a party. Damn men and not asking directions. Ugh.
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Pan
I swear this woman is trying to drive me insane. All she does is boss me around; what makes it worse is that she knows all of this is new to me and doesn’t even try to help me learn. Hell, she hasn’t even bothered to tell me how to do something unless she was annoyed with me for taking too long for her liking. She treats me as if I’m already supposed to know how to do this stuff. After I ask her how to form a party she tell me that it’s a visual interface much as my contacts were. All I needed to do is use the muscles in my eyes to scroll up and down as well as select what I wanted in the menu. Some of the things in the menu could be voice commands or brought up using my thoughts but not all of it. Thank God for small favors right. Managing to finally pull up a map with the quest markers I see that it is in fact active and some of the markers have a countdown with them.
“So it looks like all the map markers are in a straight line to where I work.” I tell her. Switching from that to trying to form a party with her I don’t see anyone on the list of people that I can form a party with. Looking at her I now see her name in the party menu so I send her a party request. Knowing that the knives that I’d brought weren’t the best weapons I check my inventory and equip the khopesh that I’d gotten from Rose. “Hey Rose, do you want any of the knives that I brought with me for weapons?” I ask her knowing how upset she had been losing her sword to me. She tells me to hand them over and it looks to me like somehow when she equipped them they formed sheathes around them.
I tell her that I’m ready to go and we set off to the first of the map markers. When we get there the person that we’re supposed to pick up is still inside the doors to the building. Outside of the doors are a pair of the knight squirrels for us to fight. Not knowing if the stuff that I’d given to Rose would actually be useful in this fight I rush in drawing the Khopesh on my way to the squirrels. Swinging wildly, I manage to hit one of the squirrels catching it by surprise. Trying to finish the first squirrel off I instead see Rose rushing in faster than I had and stabbing the squirrel like a machine gun going off. Switching targets since it looks like Rose has that one handled I turn just in time to see the other Knight squirrel rushing at me. Taking a step back I take a wild swing at the approaching Knight squirrel only to see it jump onto my sword right before it headbutts me.
Losing sight of it because of the collision I turn my head left and right before turning around to find the Knight squirrel that had headbutted me being taken care of by Rose. Apparently after it had jumped off my sword Rose had caught it on the knife that I had given her earlier. Damn she must be faster than a typhoon to have done that. I’ll admit to being a little jealous of her right now. “Just how the hell did you manage to do that?” I ask her. “I have more stats than you do right now so these fights are easier for me than they are for you.” She responds.
This is the point where another pop-up appears in front of me.
Pan 10 exp.
Rose 40 exp.
20 Unity gained
Knuckle short sword gained
Giving Rose the short sword I wonder just why Rose gained so much more exp. than I had. “Is there some kind of reason as to why you gained more experience than I did?” I ask her. “Did you mess with the exp. Distribution at all?” she asks me. Looking into the party menu I find what I’m looking for and try to adjust it. It only lets me adjust it to the point where I am receiving 45% of the party exp. I guess that it’s better than the 20% that it had been at before. Done with that I ask her if she can use the short sword that I’d given her. She tells me she needs to regain her lost levels to use it. Not having anything else to do here we pick up our lost little lamb and move on to collect the next one.
On the way to pick up the next woman I look at the stats that I have.
Pan Level 1 Exp. To the next level 40/100
Str 10 Per 10 Luck 10 Vit 10 Wis 10 Int 10 Sta 10 Agi 10 Mind 10
Health 60/100 Stamina 85/100 Satiety 85/100
Huh, wait a second… now I know that I’m slow. Regain levels? “Uh Rose what exactly did you do to lose levels in the first place?” I ask her. Not just slow, I’m stupid too. Ever hear the saying about curiosity and the cat? Well I’m living it right now. “I lost those levels when I poked you in the forehead earlier. A damned exp. transfer window popped up and it wouldn’t close. I tried to make us even as far as our levels went and it drained me of all the levels that I had.” She growls at me. Gulp!
It was at this point when our temporary travelling companion broke into our conversation. “What the hell are you two talking about? Level? Experience?” she yells at us. Telling her that we’d explain on the way to the next map marker we set off on our way.