When they reached the office she couldn’t help but loosely wave to a couch while the assistant went to make tea. As she opened her mouth he held one hand and said “Miss Manager I feel I need to tell you that you will need to discard quite a lot of common sense while we talk or we will be here for a very long time. And the only advice I can give you is just to roll with it and discard common sense for the time we talk.” She looked surprised, then confused, then pensive as she took in his words. With a nod she said “Thanks for the advice and for that I’ll just straight up ask. Do you know of the ranking game amongst the store managers?” “Yes.”

“So do you know of the point system?” “Not the details.” “Ok, I’ll start from there. The short version is that the different worlds super powers send their whelps, rejects, or otherwise unwanted to participate in what’s called the game of beginners because it is literally impossible to lose more than when you started. The rankings are decided by the power of those who buy and sell here. If someone is truly strong then they will obviously buy and sell more powerful and therefore expensive things which in turn grant the manager of that particular store a number of points that the system decides is worth it.

Naturally the profits will go to the manager who oversees all of that. Doing what you just did essentially catapulted me from rank 81 to rank 33. In order to continue this trend I would like to ask you to buy and sell only to this store, i’m willing to listen to your terms.” “I want a VIP membership, and my family gets a ten percent membership, all of them.” “Deal.” They shook hands and both let out a sigh. He loved dealing with blunt and honest people like this woman because he absolutely hated politics and bureaucratic red tape. That’s not to say he couldn’t do it but simply that he hated it beyond all reason.

After that they simply sat and enjoyed the tea for a while. Eventually he noticed a fevered and flushed look on the manager and her assistants face while their legs seemed to quiver ever so slightly. After a few seconds he remembered one of the more dominant features of the dark elves, they were uncontrollably attracted to those who were very strong regardless of level and the biggest factor was basic stat points. He remembered once that one of the strongest figures in his previous life was forced to buy a scanning ability just so he could avoid dark elves entirely because his unique skill gave him a certain number of free base stat points per day.

Eventually Those points stacked up and he became a shit load stronger than his level indicated which sent every dark elf woman in the city into a state similar cat’s in heat with him smelling like truckload of catnip. That man was also known as a world class recluse so this posed no end of trouble to him. Luckily it would still be five years before he had to worry about that kind of scale and he was far from a prudish man. Seeing that there was no escape with any politeness he simply moved the table out of the way and before the manager could jump him he stopped her with a finger between her eyes which of course made her go cross eyed and looked absolutely sexy.

Knowing her mentality as a warrior he decided to reverse rolls for a bit and sat on her lap facing her with a hand on her ching which guided her mouth to his. As if the dam gates had collapsed she began trying to devour his lips through force of effort alone until she forcibly ripped off her suit and gently slid his shirt off, then their pants soon followed. She was constantly running a stream she so wet but he forced her to sit back down and pleasured her first. He knew from the source how hard it was for warrior women of any race to get laid so he intended to make a simply unforgettable impression.

After only only a few minutes she was writhing and squirming for release but every time he could feel her reach that peak he stopped and prolonged it. The blissful torture didn’t last long as he would have had physically fight his head out of her hands so he took her up, up, and way over her climax as she screamed loud and long from the release. Even with his enhanced stats he nearly suffocated before she went bonelessly limp. Before he could even stand he was tackled by there very patient bystander who had somehow managed to control herself well enough to just watch until now.

Now it was the assistants turn but she pegged him as the opposite type from the manager and loved it hard and fast, so he did with a resounding success. He first flipped her back onto the couch he had sat on before and sealed her lips with his as he mauled her breast and pounded her like a jackhammer which nearly broke the couch. She lasted a lot longer due to her probably being both more experienced in sex and less thirsty. Soon she had got in the rhythm too and thanks to his enhanced stats they kept going for nearly an hour before they both came in such a mind blowing orgasm they both collapsed for a moment before he pulled himself up. Fortunately his task had just begun because the manager was once again looking at him with a heated gaze and said “Now it’s your turn, so lay down.”

He gladly did and for a time they made love until they got progressively more vigorous and climaxed together. After a while of cuddling with them both they all almost unanimously got up and got dressed again. The smell was taken care of with a spell then the only thing left was there flushed faces and satisfied looks. But there was nothing for that, and out they went. In the first place he had a lot of work to do starting tomorrow after he had tested out the spells he just acquired. He quickly left the store completely unaware of the rumor that would soon be spread among the women staff members of store number 44. The story went that the first player ever had waltzed in with 20 of the highest level discount tickets that should only drop from tier seven and over dungeon bosses and bested the manager first in the arena then the bed and walked without so much as stiff muscles.

‘Unfortunately’ no one could see his face other that the manager and the head secretary because of the aura he was unconsciously emitting acted like a heatwave mirage to the magically sensitive elves and dark elves. He grabbed the car and headed for the Millenium park. Their basement was the entrance to a mid-grade dungeon but since the dungeons and field monsters both only appeared after the first year he simply had to break the barrier that hid it. He already had discussed it with the family and their construction firm was doing ‘renovation’ of the silver dome.

All that was left was now to use his new found skills and go dungeon diving. Granted the dungeon was meant for those of level one thousand to two thousand but with his kit he had no doubt that he would be perfectly fine, and not to mention that the experience he would get would catapult him at least a hundred to two hundred times greater than normal after he cleared the dungeon due to the level gap. Unlike with with field monsters who gave you experience as soon as you killed them the dungeons only awarded the experience after you left or beat the final boss. Items and loot though dropped as usual, luckily he had his inventory which would automatically absorb any items from monsters he killed.

Unfortunately only the highest level of the inventory box had the auto loot function. In his previous life he never had enough money to buy one since they cost over twenty billion gold pieces apiece. Just thinking about that amount made him shudder. On an average adventurers income it would take at least five years to earn that much and if you factory in repair fees, potions, healing, and other such expenses then most would take at least ten to fifteen years. And that wasn’t even including equipment upgrades and skill costs.

He pulled himself out of his musings and showed his ID to be allowed into the ‘construction worker’ area. “Welcome back young master.” He nodded in acknowledgement and parked with the rest of the vehicles. He grabbed a hard hat and a clipboard so he wouldn’t look too out of place and walked in the main entrance while randomly asking questions and gesturing for the benefit of anyone who might be watching. Soon he stepped inside and handed it to the guard waiting inside for him dressed like a construction worker except with a kevlar vest and a few hidden weapons.

Soon enough he made it to the basement door and was stopped by a formless barrier that covered about six inches around the door. He nodded and a semi transparent soundproof wall was raised about tenn feet from the door. He activated his meditation and felt like his mind split into three different trains of thought. He focused on one then envisioned all the information and principles he had been able to study about black holes. He envisioned that he was the epicenter of it and was drawing in the mana molecules no different than it. With a ding he heard the alert tone and read.

*Rank and effectiveness of Transcendental Meditation has been confirmed at Tier 9. Regeneration rate now boosted 900% per level of this skill. Current level 1. Skill understanding exceeds current vesel limits. Calculating excess.......

*Skill level will automatically be raised by one every 1,000 personal levels until understanding has equalized with vessel rank.

He wasn’t really surprised since his knowledge on black holes and the underlying principles was gained mostly from humanities leading geniuses on the subject thanks to his family's wealth. The rank and such was a massive boost and the single best he had ever heard of even in his previous life since the vast majority of meditation techniques above rank 3 usually led to the founding of magic schools and guilds or in china and japan's case then sects. The leading mage academy in the world was only rank eight and that was from a nuclear fission researcher from kentucky if he remembered right.

Now with one third of his head taken up he cast Frigid beam and multicast. What looked like two ritual circles appeared then two beams of what he could only relate to and Diablo 3’s wizard spell called ray of frost shot out of it. He quickly saw that his mana wasn’t even depleting so he used his passive skill and kept overcharging his spell until it equaled out with his regeneration and his mana hovering at 75%. By now he could hardly relate them to what they were before because while their size didn’t change they now looked closer to blue lasers than anything else. Just looked at them gave you a sense that your blood was starting to freeze.

He was keeping the temperature equal by tightly containing the area of the spell but it came at the expense of concentration, otherwise this place would look like the Ice witches palace from wizard of oz. After about thirty seconds he heard a crack and immediately cut the spell and released his meditation. Despite his best efforts a path of small ice crystal pillars was now formed between where he was standing and the barrier which now had a spiderweb of cracks on it which made it look like cracks in space since the barrier was completely invisible to the naked eye.

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He took a fighters stance and started pounding on where the barrier looked weakest. With every blow the cracks enlarged since his body was in no way comparable to a humans anymore. If he wanted he could now do bench presses with a tank. Compared to his magic though it was still quite lacking thanks to his mid tier spells. To a normal person it seemed like his shirt sleeves just spontaneously shredded and the space in front of him exploded like glass. Their senses just couldn’t even begin to grasp his movements.

After only a fraction of a second he had hit dozens of times and an ear splitting crack followed. The barrier had broken to reveal an archaic double door that looked like it belonged in a mummy movie that depicted all sorts of skeletons, ghouls, and other other undead types. “Hello old friend.” he said as he gently caressed the door. This was where he had spent several years getting stronger in his last life. He knew every turn and secret room like the back of his hand and every monster like an old rival.

With a smile he waved for the barriers to be lowered and the head of security walked over. “Where are the supplies?” He pointed to a series of crates stacked in the corner as he said “All the items you requested are there. Three years worth of various foods and cooking implements, a hundred sets of clothes made of carbon fiber made for heavy battle and wear the another two hundred sets of casual clothes, a dozen pairs of combat boots and sneakers, then several hundred books on physics, history and various other topics.”

They walked over and he nodded when he saw that everything was labeled and packed together. The boots and clothes were in one box, the food in another, then the cooking implements, then the battle clothes, then camping supplies like tents, bedrolls, a propane heater and such. Since they were all in their own boxes they only took up one inventory slot each. “You have been briefed that absolutely no one can know of this even if it costs blood. In the event of children or coincidence then contact my father immediately. “

With everything done here immediately entered the door to the mid rank dungeon [Tomb of the lost kings]. It consisted of nine floors with the enemies jumping one hundred levels each floor and changing rank the further you went. The first floor was populated by shambling dead and was about the size of yellowstone national parker. The first ones he saw looked like your typical walking dead type zombie but one ice lance to the head took care of it. He grinned and took off at a sprint that wouldn’t lose to a high end sports car.

He segmented his mind so that one focused on not running into walls, one focused on mapping out the floor and one focused on aiming the Ice lance. It ended up as him just basically spraying Ice lances into any groups he came across and using the brain that had been targeting their heads to meditate instead. After nearly two months he had completely cleared out the floor and mapped it. On the second floor was ‘weak soldier’ undead then ‘soldier’ on floor three. Floor four was ‘elite undead soldier’s’ then ‘undead ghouls’ and elite ghouls on five and six, seven was where it got significantly different and instead of a maze set up it was an enormous colosseum with a literal army of undead of all kinds in formation.

To make it worse they were led by the boss monster, “Elite Revenant General, Tarkus” It took him nearly a year and a half to get to this point and he only had six months left since he wanted to clear the dungeon before the rush to become a player started. He stopped at the entrance to the level and quickly charged his charged his barrier for the first time since he entered then activated Greater regeneration. Compared with his monstrous Regeneration the upkeep was almost negligible even if he over charged it. He then activated his meditation and multicast with Frigid beam on a hair trigger.

As soon as he stepped in the arena the undead all rushed at him and he first cast a rainstorm then Frozen Shackles which halted them all in place with nearly a hundred feet between the closest of them and him. He let loose with the same overcharged Frigid beam that he used to break the barrier over the entrance. Within ten seconds there was only the sounds of shattering ice left to be heard as the former undead and now ice sculptures exploded one by one. The boss was on a raised platform directly opposite him in the arena and contrary to his expectation instead of immediately rushing him through the crowd of his frozen army he jumped.

Since he had never heard of this happening before he was few seconds slow responding. In that time he hit like a meteor and his shield was instantly riddled with cracks. Due to the unnatural speed and strength he concluded it was a skill that he possessed in life. With no time to spare instantly overcharged Frost shackled then jumped away and started bombarding him with frigid beams. Due to the rainstorm boosting the effects of his ice magic the boss was soon encased and couldn’t move.

He walked behind the boss and overcharged an Ice lance with all three hundred thousand of his mana. It was now more accurate to call it an Ice pillar since it was about ten feet long and three feet wide before it tapered off to a tip on one end. He paused then went back around to the front as he bowed to the warrior. It might have been his imagination but he thought he saw gratitude in its eyes. Without a word he launched the spell through his chest. As its HP finally drained it shattered and in its place was a tier six ring, three books and a pair of tier five boots.

*Ring of fallen Pride- This ring was once the pride and joy of a distinguished general who received it from his king and later gave his life to protecting his country. One day that knight was abandoned by his king. Surrounded by enemies and gravely wounded he used his final forbidden art to annihilate the invading army. This ring is a symbol of that nights crushed pride. Strength +100, Vitality +300, Backstab damage is reduces by 60%.

*General’s Ass kicker’s- These boots were once worn by a powerful general that was equally feared and respected by his troops. These boots have been through many a battlefield and kicked countless soldiers into shape. Vitality +200 Agility +200 Reduce fatigue buildup by 25%

*General’s Mighty Bone armor- This is the spell personally created by an undead general with great skill in mana manipulation. This spell creates a layer of outer armor that will be summoned over any existing armor. The shape size, density and thickness is all determined by the caster’s regeneration rate and class. Tier 1 (Scaling off set and caster)

*Aura Control- this ability allows the user to consciously erase or magnify the aura that others perceive from them to a certain extent. Tier 2

* Mana Projection- this ability is always active and replaces the user’s aura with withe their mana radiation and allows the manipulation of it according to the users will to a certain extent. This ability overrides all other lower ranked aura skills. Tier 4

This was one of the best things about dungeons and the reason why everyone was crazy about them, Personalized rewards. The number and quality of rewards greatly depended on the number and professions of those that cleared its bosses. For example, since he was alone and a mage then he got spell type skill books and they were all suited more or less to be useful to him specifically more than others. And their base power was far stronger than normal since he was alone.

He wore the equipement then learned the armor and projection spell. The aura control went into his inventory which still didn’t have much besides gold and his greatly diminished supplies. The rate he went through food was a lot faster than normal since he was literally running and fighting constantly for the last year and a half so he now only had maybe another six months remaining.

The eighth floor was the same only it had seven bosses that wouldn’t lose out to the general called the seven royal guards instead of an army and they all came out at once. To most this would still be an impossible win but for him this was the main reason he chose to open up this one first. They were arranged in a huge semi circle and before they could fully step off their podiums he cast rainstorm and overcharged Frozen shackles and let it loose as soon as both their feet hit floor. They were dressed in some sort of heavy armor with a large weapon like a halberd or a greatsword. They also all had the same emaciated facial features.

They were now all completely trapped and helpless. One by one he sent overcharged Ice lances through their chests and pinned them to ground. It took a while but eventually their HP bled out and they chattered into motes of light. In their coffins he found a total of five skill books, three weapons, and two pieces of armor. The armor was a set of gloves with +400 to STR and Vit, and grieves that had +500 to AGI.

The weapons were a dagger, a sword, and a lance. He wasn’t a melee type so they went directly into the inventory to sell.

*Generals Bone weapons- This is the personal skill the seven royal guards of a forgotten kingdom jointly tried to create. It ended in success and they managed to create an extremely versatile and powerful skill that perfectly suits those who follow the hybrid path of mages and warriors. This spell relies entirely on the caster mana regeneration rate and its power and efficiency is double for each of the spell series that are used together. Tier 1 (Scales with set and caster)

*Generals Bone Shield- This is the personal skill the seven royal guards of a forgotten kingdom jointly tried to create. It ended in success and they managed to create an extremely versatile and powerful skill that perfectly suits those who follow the hybrid path of mages and warriors. This spell relies entirely on the caster mana regeneration rate and its strength and density is double for each of the spell series that are used together. Tier 1 (Scales with set and caster)

*General's Bone Manipulation- This is the personal skill the seven royal guards of a forgotten kingdom jointly tried to create. It ended in success and they managed to create an extremely versatile and powerful skill that perfectly suits those who follow the hybrid path of mages and warriors. This spell relies entirely on the caster mana regeneration rate and its durability and hardness is double for each of the spell series that are used together. Tier 1 (Scales with set and caster)

*Bone Mage enhancement- Ability created by the dungeon [Tomb of the lost kings] to modify an existing spell series to be more suitable for the mage class. This is a bonus reward for the mage Jacob Dawn for clearing dungeon alone and cannot be viewed or learned by anyone else who has not received the blessing of the lost kings and/or brokered a deal with the dungeon. Tier 6

*Ice Imbuement- This spell allows the user to store a high tier spell of the ice element into a weapon or catalyst that is capable of containing the mana amount required. The stored spell has a one second cast time and the mana cost is paid at the time of the enchanting. Tier 8

He immediately learned them all watched as they all merged into a single new spell.

*Bone Armament of the Sorcerer- This spell is an original of the mage Jacob Dawn. This spell creates a set of completely customizable bone armor, weapons, and shield that is fully suited to cover many of the shortcomings that are inherent to the mage class and give a great boost to the destructiveness of all magic abilities. As an original this spell can be taught to other’s or made into a skill book and sold to the store with no penalty. Tier 7

He couldn’t help but laugh wildly when he read the description. Normally you had to spend years if not decades to create a new spell and have it recognized by the system. In all honesty the only reason he wasn’t in danger of losing his sanity from the massive influx of information from the spell series was because of his over 3,000 intelligence. Essentially it made it a simple matter to learn the intricacies of the spell because he had three brains sharing the workload. He immediately activated the spell and watched in awe and an additional set of armor grew over what he was currently wearing.

After it finished he looked like he was wearing a mixed set of scale mail and cloth. He could manipulate the look of it so he took inspiration from Dark souls and lord of the rings. He made it into two layers, the bottom would supple like the finest silk and the top would be a set of Jet black segmented plate similar to dragon slayer ornstein. When it was done reforming he started to test its mobility and found he was totally unhindered. He then tested the defense of it and even his full strength blows failed to leave a scratch. He grinned through the open face helmet and said “Now all that’s left is the last boss, time to end this.”