Chapter 42: The First Feast (1)

[Congratulations on successfully creating your first Slayer spawn!]

[Congratulations on discovering the prerequisite for Evolution!]: Host lv. 15, Slayer Spawn: 5.

Current Level: 12, Slayer Spawn: 1]

"..." And almost as if fate was answering him, he felt something suddenly encapsulating his body; almost as if… a heavy weight fell upon him, causing his grip to falter. He didn't even have the chance to read the messages that suddenly popped out in front of him as he almost fell from the tree he was hiding.

This kind of weight that caused his bones to feel like they were burning him from the inside. He had felt this before–

–Mana Exhaustion.

"In… inventory."

And without even thinking about it, he quickly opened up his inventory and pressed on the Iced Cola– this time, however, he was able to catch it. He looked at it for a few seconds after closing his inventory, before finally biting the cap off.