The dungeon runs had become much more efficient the more Jack went into them, he was no longer just a cold one without any skills in combat.

The monsters had grown too, having strength that surprassed normal limits however the rate of their power increase was much lower than Jack's who had evolved, gained combat efficiency through his instinctive fightining skill which only continued to grow aswell as his perk Justice which gained him an unfair advantage against anything that could be considered evil by the skill itself.

Of course, he still was no match for powerhouses like Archie however against random ghouls inside the dungeon?

The power difference was just as big if not bigger than the difference he had with Archie, allowing him to become a grim reaper of the ghouls.

Hours passed and soon enough Jack was finished with his runs for the night.

The sun had already started to rise up on the horizon and it was time for Jack to continue his journey toward Columbia.

Jack expected to at least cross the United States border by the end of today and enter Mexico where he planned on gathering some funds for when he would be in Columbia.

'I'll stay there for around a week, after which I'll start heading to Columbia once more.' Jack thought as he headed out of the hotel and started walking the streets, heading toward the exit of the city.

The night grind had bore fruit as always and now he was already stronger than he had been yesterday.

Opening his status menu, Jack looked at his Stats.

[ Stats ]

[ Name: Jack Sparrow ]

[ Age: 17 ]

[ Level: 130 ]

[ Status Points: 101 ]

[ Shop Coins: 164 ]

He had managed to gain seven levels in a single night, much lower than his previous speed however that was to be expected as the levels increased.

He had however gained an unexpected bonus.

[ Skills ]

[ Video Gamer ] [ Level 3 ]

[ Instinctive Fighting ] [ Level 3 ]

His video gamer skill as well as his instinctive fighting had increased by one level.

This confirmed his theory that the Video Gamer skill did infact influence him as the gamer, considering his whole life was a game.

It increased the efficacy of experience gained from what he noticed.

It was a small difference however every little drop mattered in the long run.

He had similarly completed one of his weekly quests during the night.

[ Defeat 1000 Ghouls ] [ 1000/1000 ]

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[ Claimed ]

He had been granted 1 perk ticket, landing his total at 2 Perk tickets.

As for the Ghoul Dungeon weekly mission, he still had a few more to complete, Jack guessed that he would need another two nights atleast before he could finish it.

[ Complete the Ghoul Dungeon 30 Times ] [ 14/30 ]

[ Reward: 2 Perk Tickets ]

Overall it had been a successful night of grinding.

After around half an hour, Jack arrived outside of the city and once hidden inside a forest, he started running.

He chose the direction with the most vegetation as he hoped to be able to maintain his superhuman speed as much as he could.

However, the more he closed in to Mexico the less vegetation there was.

Thankfully Columbia and Mexico were known for their dense forests and jungles which would help Jack a lot, however until he arrived there, he had to stop running at superhuman speeds multiple times as he noticed cars and humans around.

Hiding from the humans was quite easy however with his enhanced senses.

And another surprise gift helped him as well.

[ Ding! ]

[ User has unclocked the Stealth Skill ]

[ Stealth ] [ Level 1 ]

Hours passed as Jack continued his journey, encountering countless wildlife and human settlements along the way.

It was an eye-opening experience for him, a kid who until recently hadn't known much about the world.

At times like these, he actually felt gratitude toward the Cullens, albeit only slightly.

If he had never joined this supernatural world then he wouldnt see these beautiful sights, wouldnt experience what it felt like to actually feel free and have the ability to do whatever he wanted without feeling danger around every corner.

With a light smile on his face, Jack continued onwards.

During the late hours of the day, Jack finally arrived at the border with Mexico.

He wouldn't be able to pass it legally considering that he still wasn't an adult and his mother would immediately be notified, an outcome that he didn't desire.

And so Jack simply transformed into a bat and flew over the border.

'The ability to transform into an animal that can fly really is useful.' Jack thought as he landed on the other side of the border and after verifying that no one was observing him, he quickly transformed back into his humanoid form.

'Its great that the transformation is more like a shell of dark energy that envelops me rather than an actual bodily transformation otherwise i wouldnt be able to have my clothes once i transformed back.' Jack thought before he started walking away, further and further distancing himself from the united states.

He was now in another country.

His destination for the night was Mexico City, the capital of Mexico.

He will be staying there for the next week.

Arriving there after around three hours, the sun had already set, Jack wandered the streets until he found an almost broken-down hotel.

It was the only place he could afford at the moment.

Heading inside, Jack quickly got himself a room.

Not everyone here spoke english however that wasnt a problem as Jack had already completely mastered spanish, it had been quite easy with his supernatural intelligence.

Once inside the room which smelled like utter shit and looked disgusting to the eyes and nose, Jack released a long sigh before sitting on the bed.

Creeaking sounds being released by its old frame.

'This is going to be annoying' Jack thought before the bed's legs gave away, using his speed Jack managed to stand up quickly before he landed in a heap on the ground.

The sound the crashing bed caused was large and soon enough a burly tattoed man came to the door and opened it.

"Ya bastard, you going to pay for that shit or..." The man said as he glared at Jack.

'It's so damned obvious that you guys planned this shit.' Jack thought releasing another tired sigh at the amount of bullshit spitting out of the guy's mouth.

Walking to the man, Jack stood silent for a moment, the man's angered voice sounding in his ears.

*Bang*

The next moment, the man was unconscious on the floor, blood dripping from his nose and mouth.

A clear red handprint showed up on his cheek.

Shaking his hand as if trying to clean something filthy, Jack glared at the man.

'Filthy bastard.' Jack thought in annoyance.

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