Chapter 3

**Battle! Battle! Battle!**

In the winding, labyrinth-like passages of the Uldaman instance, Allen continuously cleared out the elite monsters that were no higher than level 40. Several times, he barely managed to survive with just a sliver of health left, almost getting killed. He managed to survive by feigning death and using traps.

The further into the instance, the higher the level and the greater the number of monsters, making the battles increasingly difficult.

As for the bosses, since he couldn't use the terrain like steps and walls to block the monsters' paths as in the real game, he didn't dare to touch any of them.

At least until he learned how to use Nen, it would be almost suicidal to do so.

When he confirmed that the area ahead was beyond his current capabilities, he decisively chose to return the same way, passing through the vortex-like entrance of the instance and returning to the hospital room.

"Phew—today's task is finally done!"

He hid his equipment and weapons again, immediately returning to the bed to continue pretending to be sick. At the same time, he began to silently summarize the experiences he had gained over the past few days.

First, as long as the Hunter class's health points were not depleted, he was basically invincible.

Never tiring, never getting hurt, even if his vital points were hit, he would only lose a large amount of health as if from a critical hit.

However, once his health points reached zero, any further damage would immediately manifest physically, and he wouldn't be able to recover any health for an hour.

This meant that, compared to others, he had two lives: one belonging to the Hunter character and the other truly belonging to himself.

Second, the Shadow Wolf King, Rubus, was not just a pet or a tool for the Hunter to use and sacrifice at will, as in the game.

It had independent thoughts and consciousness, and could even communicate with him through a soul connection, warning him of dangers and safe areas.

If he died carelessly, even after resurrection, he would lose one level of loyalty.

Third, since Allen's Hunter character was of the Night Elf race, his body began to undergo a series of changes.

For example, his balance, reflexes, and movement speed were significantly improved, and his height, hair, and nails, which should have been growing rapidly during adolescence, suddenly slowed down dramatically.

The most noticeable changes were his violet eyes and the purple patterns that extended from his shoulders down his arms to his hands.

When he activated the "Shadow Walk" talent, the tattoos would come to life, releasing a large amount of mysterious energy around his body, merging him completely with the shadows.

Unless observed closely, it was almost impossible to distinguish him with the naked eye.

This meant that, to some extent, he was no longer a human in the conventional sense but had gained the Night Elf's talents, bloodline, and lifespan of several thousand years.

Finally, and most importantly, Allen could teleport himself and his pet to any instance that his current level could enter. Whether he could bring others was still unknown.

Each instance would update in the real world 24 hours after he left it. The time flow in the instance was about one-tenth of the real world, meaning that ten hours in the instance equaled one hour in the real world.

All potions, equipment, materials, and money obtained in the instances could be brought to the real world, and there was no soul binding. Anyone who wore or used them would gain the corresponding attribute bonuses.

The weapons, armor, necklaces, rings, and accessories on the equipment could be either revealed or hidden.

If hidden, they would only provide attribute values, and only when fully revealed would they provide physical protection, i.e., armor value.

As for the arrows in the quiver, they could be purchased using the gold and silver coins obtained in the game through an unknown, mysterious interface in his mind.

Not just arrows, but most items sold in the game's shops could be found here, and he could learn professional and commercial skills, as well as use banking functions, making it a special existence that combined all NPC functions.

Unfortunately, as a "spendthrift" who was enthusiastic about the auction house, Allen had already spent most of the money he had saved for leveling up, even lacking the funds to buy a horse at level 40, and could only rely on the Cheetah Form to move around the map.

"Ah—If only I hadn't bought so many things. I wonder if the currency in this world can be exchanged for gold. If not, I'll have to diligently farm instances and sell junk to save money."

As he said this, his face contorted in pain.

As an exploration and leisure player, he hated mindlessly grinding. Otherwise, he wouldn't have played for so long without even reaching the maximum level.

To be precise, when he opened the login screen, he couldn't see a single character above level 50, most of them being between levels 30 and 40, and they were of various classes and races.

For Allen, playing the game was about the joy of exploration, finding hidden NPCs, completing various high-difficulty challenges alone, and reliving the intricately designed and endlessly enjoyable quest plots, rather than pursuing equipment and power.

But now, fate had played a cruel joke on him.

Although the Hunter world was generally safe, the existence of Nen, a powerful and unreasonable force, meant that without basic self-defense capabilities, he would be doomed if accidentally involved.

Get stronger!

At least strong enough to face someone like Zoldyck head-on!

This was the minimum requirement he set for himself.

With this in mind, Allen closed his eyes and began to share memories with Rubus through their soul connection, recalling every detail of his battle with Zoldyck, especially the feeling of Nen-infused punches hitting his body, hoping to awaken his Nen ability through this method.

After all, in the anime, the ways to obtain Nen were clearly explained, and one of the fastest methods was to forcibly stimulate the body through combat with a Nen user, forcing it to open the spirit pores.

Especially with Rubus, who possessed powerful wild strength, he was already on the verge of achieving this.

The moment Rubus's spirit pores opened, Allen would immediately gain the same effect through their soul connection.

As the two of them hovered just outside the threshold of Nen, a chilling wave of malice suddenly swept through the room.

Allen felt goosebumps spread rapidly over his body, and he tried to open his eyes to see who had entered.

But in the next second...

A large burst of life energy exploded from Rubus's silver mane!

Did the spirit pores open?

Using the soul connection from the Beast King talent, his body also burst with life energy.

Without time to think, the two of them quickly forced themselves into a calm and relaxed state, slowly gathering the continuously flowing life energy around their bodies to form a stable state, which was the foundation of Nen training—Wrapping.

As the Wrapping formed, Allen quickly felt the life energy from his spirit pores stop flowing. He opened his eyes and immediately saw a familiar figure sitting on the window, with a nearly deranged smile on his face.

Toilet God Zoldyck!

There was no doubt that the malicious Nen from earlier was 100% from him!

And standing next to this pervert was a small, delicate woman, likely a member of the Phantom Troupe—Machi.

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