CHAPTER 3: I'M UNTOUCHABLE
Greg walked out of the village and headed toward the forest, where he could find monsters to level up. He passed by level one through four monsters, deeming them a waste of time, and ventured deeper until he encountered a pack of level five dire wolves. His eyes sparkled with excitement as he rushed toward them.
The dire wolves, seeing the audacious human, charged at him, eager to tear apart the overconfident fool. The first wolf lunged and snapped its jaws around him—only to miss. It was certain it should have bitten the human. Confused, the wolf recoiled. Greg remained motionless, determined to test his talent. The rest of the pack arrived and launched their own attacks.
[Miss]
-0
-0
Every single wolf failed to land a hit. They bit, slashed, and used every attack they could think of, yet nothing connected. With a slight smirk, Greg drew the newbie sword he had received as a starter gift and began his ruthless massacre.
[-100]
[-100]
He hacked mercilessly, completely unfazed by their desperate attempts to fight back.
[Congratulations on slaying a level 5 dire wolf]
[5 EXP earned]
[Multiplier of 5 for killing monsters 4 levels above you]
[25 EXP earned]
Greg grinned and continued his slaughter, pushing further into the forest. He encountered stronger dire wolves, steadily increasing his level, until he reached the wolf king—an imposing beast seated on a large rock, exuding a domineering aura.
Before engaging, he checked his status.
Status Window
User: Nemesis
Title: N/A
Job: N/A
Level: 7 (600/800 EXP)
Health: 700
Strength: 5
Speed: 7
Stamina: 4
Intelligence: 3
Constitution: 3
Free Attribute Points: 18
Talents:
EX Rank – 100% Absolute Dodge Rate
S Rank – Talent Share
??? Rank – Death
Greg smirked, feeling a sense of pride. Reaching level seven in just five hours was an insane feat. In Apocalypse, leveling up was notoriously difficult. For an average player, killing a level one slime only granted 1 EXP, requiring ten kills just to reach level two. The EXP curve was brutal:
Level 2: 10 EXP
Level 3: 50 EXP
Level 4: 100 EXP
Level 5: 200 EXP
Level 6: 400 EXP
Level 7: 800 EXP
Most players would struggle against even level two monsters, dying and respawning at the village unless they had exceptional skill, a powerful talent, or worked in teams. Yet Greg had leveled up at a monstrous rate by slaughtering enemies far above his level—a feat made possible only by his invincible talent.
Without hesitation, he allocated his free points.
Updated Status Window
User: Nemesis
Title: N/A
Job: N/A
Level: 7 (600/800 EXP)
Health: 700
Strength: 14
Speed: 9
Stamina: 9
Intelligence: 5
Constitution: 3
Free Attribute Points: 0
Talents:
EX Rank – 100% Absolute Dodge Rate
S Rank – Talent Share
??? Rank – Death
He distributed ten points to strength, three to speed, six to stamina, and two to intelligence. He ignored constitution. After all, who was going to hit him?
Strength determined his attack power, a crucial attribute for warriors. Speed dictated his dexterity and movement, but since he wouldn't need to dodge, he didn't invest much there. Stamina affected endurance, and it would be ridiculous to tire out mid-battle while enemies flailed uselessly at him. Intelligence influenced spell-learning and mana output, but Greg had no interest in magic. While magic users would benefit immensely from his talent—bombarding enemies without fear of retaliation—Greg preferred close combat. In his past life, even with a trash talent, he had been one of the best warriors. There was no reason to change now.
With his stats distributed, Greg charged at the wolf king, slashing down with brutal force.
The wolf king sneered, lifting a claw and activating Claw Slash. The beast remained arrogant even as the reckless human failed to dodge. It fully expected to shred him apart—until the attack passed through harmlessly.
[Miss]
-0
Greg smirked and swung his sword.
[-600]
The wolf king staggered, disbelief flashing in its eyes. It had never imagined being injured by such an insignificant foe.
Wolf King (Level 10)
Health: 5000
Strength: 40
Speed: 35
Stamina: 15
Intelligence: 10
Constitution: 20
Skills:
Wolf Slash (Lv. 5) – A powerful claw attack dealing 300 damage. Cooldown: 1 second.
Wind Howl (Lv. 7) – A deafening howl dealing 800 damage and stunning the enemy for 2 seconds.
Dash (Lv. 8) – Increases speed by 50% for 5 minutes. Cooldown: 30 minutes.
The stats were enough to terrify most players. Unlike players, who only received three free points per level, monsters and NPCs gained five. Elite creatures like the wolf king received even more. The disparity between players and the game's native inhabitants grew wider at higher levels.
But Greg remained unfazed. 5000 HP would vanish quickly under his relentless assault. He pressed his attack, slashing relentlessly while the wolf king grew more desperate. It could do nothing. Every single attack missed.
As its HP dwindled to 500, panic set in. The wolf king activated Dash and attempted to flee. But Greg anticipated this. He leapt onto its back, gripping its fur as the beast thrashed wildly, trying to shake him off.
It was useless.
Greg continued hacking away until the beast collapsed.
[Congratulations for killing the Wolf King]
[100 EXP earned. Multiplier for killing an enemy 3 levels above your rank: x3]
[300 EXP earned]
[Bonus: 500 EXP for solo-killing an elite monster]
[Loot automatically stored in inventory]
Ignoring the notifications, Greg continued deeper into the forest. His goal of reaching level 10 remained unchanged.
Meanwhile, Greg's actions had already begun stirring an uproar among fellow players.