"System, show a detailed description of all the stats."

[Basic Stats:

Strength (STR): Strength represents the physical power of the body.

Agility (AGI): Agility includes speed, reaction time, reflexes, and dexterity.

Endurance (END): Endurance refers to overall stamina, body constitution, and consequently, overall physical durability.

Advanced Stats:

Vitality (VIT): Vitality measures the amount of damage the body can endure before dying, as well as the speed and efficiency of regeneration. Example: If your vitality is high enough, you won’t die instantly if your heart is pierced, but you might still die after a short time because your regeneration is too low. However, with higher vitality, it could be possible to regenerate even the lost heart.

Perception (PER): Perception governs the body’s senses—the main five being taste, hearing, sight, smell, and touch. It also affects more specialized senses, such as danger awareness or the ability to perceive energy.

Spiritual Stats:

Intelligence (INT): Intelligence reflects the power of the mind. Having higher intelligence allows for faster thought processing, improved memory, and better critical thinking. Note: This stat aids in thinking and decision-making, but its effects are limited except if the users find ways to make it more pronounced.

Spirit (SPI): Spirit represents the intangible power of the soul’s strength and the potency of the user’s energy.

Energy (ENR): Energy refers to the amount of a particular type of energy the user possesses. Multiple types of energy can exist, for example, the user might have 100/100 Mana but also 2000/2000 Prana. Energy is a special stat that isn’t influenced by the same system as other stats. It doesn’t grow by leveling up. One way to increase energy is to use methods native to the environment. For example, in a cultivation universe, you can gain Qi and find ways to cultivate it.]

‘Hmm, interesting but not really surprising, except for the Spiritual Stats. But that's normal since I don’t have them yet.’

‘Now that I’ve finished with this, I would normally go eat and sleep, but I don’t feel the need. So, I think it would be a better use of my time to return to hunting orcs. If I hunt enough, I could earn enough contribution points to become a C-rank hunter, which will give me 1.8K LP!’

After making this decision, he made a detour at his appartment to put his leather armor on before leaving for the Aedris world. When he arrived, he was at the forest’s edge, in the same place as when he had previously left the world.

‘So, we appear at the same place where we left a world. Good to know.’

Mikael wasted no time and immediately resumed his orc hunt. The hunt was going well—the orcs were killed relatively easily due to the new buff to his sword's damage and the fact that the D-rank sword is significantly sharper than the steel sword.

Taking these factors into account, in just 3 hours, Mikael had already killed 30 orcs. During his hunt, he was even able to take down small groups of 2-3 orcs.

As Mikael pulled his sword from the chest of the 31st orc he had killed, he suddenly heard a sound and felt a fatal danger approaching. He quickly turned in that direction and saw a massive fist hurtling toward him. With only a split second to react, Mikael jumped backward, crossing his arms in front of him to brace for impact.

The moment the punch landed, it felt like a truck had hit him. He could feel the bone in his left arm snap before being sent flying. Mikael soared several meters, crashing through a tree before finally hitting the ground.

"Argggghh!" Mikael let out a pained cry, feeling the sharp agony in his broken arm. But despite the pain, he forced himself to his feet as quickly as possible. He knew that if he didn’t get up, he was as good as dead.

Once standing, he saw what had attacked him: a green-skinned humanoid, at least 3 meters tall, with muscles bigger than his head. Mikael’s only thought was, 'FUCK.'

'That’s a fucking Orc Chief—B-rank monster. And to make things worse, I’m already injured from his first attack. I don’t think I’m much faster than him and with my wound, I don’t known if I can even run. Fuck, I’m so outclassed in stats it’s not even funny. If I take even one hit without blocking, I’m dead.' Strangely, the more Mikael thought about it, the calmer he became.

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'I have to kill him before he lands another hit. This is going to be a dance with death, where one wrong move could get me killed.'

During this time, the orc chief stared at Mikael with a mocking grin, but Mikael honestly didn’t give a damn about his expression or why he was grinning. His only focus was on how to kill the creature.

'My D-rank sword slipped from my hand when I blocked his hit, and now I only have the steel sword. But the difference between the two isn’t that significant that it would make a difference. Neither of them can probably pierce his skin, and even if they could, they wouldn’t be able to cut through his muscles, let alone his bones. No, the only way is to go for weak points like the eyes!'

Mikael decided to provoke the monster to create an opening. "Hey, bastard, are you really an orc chief?You’re certainly not acting like one, more like a coward with that surprise attack. But I guess that's typical for you, right? With all the ass kissing you did to get to your position."

Normally, Mikael’s insults wouldn’t have worked on an orc, but thanks to the Universal Language System, the orc chief understood him perfectly and was instantly enraged. He was used to being treated like royalty—he even had his own harem of female orcs! So being insulted by a 'weak human' infuriated him.

The chief charged at Mikael with a speed that matched his own. He threw a punch in Mikael’s direction, and the force of it seemed to bend the air around it! Fortunately, Mikael wasn’t foolish enough to try and block it, so he dodged before delivering a full-power slash.

Clang

When his sword struck the orc's skin, it felt like hitting metal, the blade harmlessly bouncing off while maintaining its momentum. Mikael didn’t resist the momentum and let himself be carried by it.

The orc continued its assault, but Mikael was able to evade the attacks. The orc had no real fighting technique, having only with his instincts before. It swung its arms wildly, trying to land a hit.

While dodging, Mikael thought, ‘Ahh, this is exactly what I feared—my sword can't even make a scratch. The only option now is to fight dirty!’

Mikael then began launching weak slashes at the orc’s upper body while continuing to evade its attacks. This deadly dance continued for some time until Mikael prepared for his real strike.

Just after dodging another enraged punch, he feinted a slash toward the orc’s upper body. The chief didn’t care—it was just another slash like the ones before, so why should this one be any different?

And that was exactly what Mikael had been counting on. Just as the slash was about to land, Mikael swiftly changed his target, slashing with all his strength directly at the orc chief’s crotch. He felt some resistance but still managed to slice through, and when he did, he saw an "item" fall to the ground.

ROAAAARRRRRRRRR

The chief’s agonizing scream was so loud it could have been heard for kilometers. Mikael didn’t waste time gloating over the damage. No, he immediately followed through with his plan. Using his now-bloody sword, he jumped to reach it’s height before stabbing it directly into the eye of the orc, who was too pained to react. He then pushed on the sword with his foot, trying to inflict even more damage and to escape unscathed—or at least, that was the plan.

However, the chief was writhing in so much pain that one of its flailing arms inadvertently landed a punch on Mikael. The impact was immediate—Mikael felt some of his ribs break as he was sent flying even farther than before. This time, the landing was rough. Mikael slid for several meters across the ground, which caused injuries to his back, but those were nothing compared to the searing pain of his broken left arm and ribs!

"Argggg," he grunted. After all, he wasn’t some war veteran—this was the first time he had experienced this much pain. He had been stabbed when he was younger, but it was nothing compared to the agony of multiple broken bones and the sensation of his fractured ribs piercing his internal organs.

‘I’m not here to die in a damn forest against an orc with no more than 2 IQ. Get up, Mikael, and kill this bastard!’ After giving himself this motivational speech, he gritted his teeth and fought through the pain as he struggled to stand.

He then looked up and saw the orc was still writhing in pain from losing his manhood and the added agony of having a sword lodged in his brain. Mikael thought, ‘He has a sword in his brain—now would be a REALLY good time for the orc chief to drop dead!’

But he wasn’t counting on that. Instead, his eyes fell on his gun, and he thought, ‘It’s so tempting to just take out my gun and empty a magazine straight into his eyes, but if I do that, I’ll progress less and I’ll get used to having a deus ex machina save me, and that won’t always be the case. So I won’t use it unless I have no other choice.’

He then began walking toward his fallen D-rank sword, which had slipped from his hand at the start of the fight. Every step was a battle, but he powered through the pain, gripped his sword tightly, and turned to face the orc, who was now coming out of his agony and glaring at him with pure hatred.

Mikael didn’t waste time and ‘rushed’ at the orc chief with his sword. Well, maybe "rushed" isn’t the right word, considering that, due to his injuries, he was only moving at 60% of his maximum speed. Still, he closed in on the chief, narrowly dodging a punch.

Mikael was startled to see that the orc’s speed was now comparable to his own. He swung his sword again, aiming for the orc’s crotch. The chief, feeling phantom pain from the previous blow, quickly blocked the attack. But Mikael feinted once more before he jumped and used his foot to push the sword already lodged in the orc’s eye socket deeper, piercing further into the brain.

The chief began to stagger from the severe brain damage, but still didn’t go down. Mikael seized the moment to drive his sword into the orc’s second eye, this time all the way to the guard.

Mikael backed away and watched as the orc, clearly brain-damaged, staggered for a few seconds before finally collapsing to the ground. Then, he received a notification.

[B-Rank Orc Chief killed. 100K XP received.]

[Because of the life-and-death battle, your skills have...]