Unsheathing his sword with his right hand, Richard extended his arm in which he held his sword and inspected it by moving his eyes from its handle, all the way to its top.

"It's good that I trained in both swordsmanship and spearmanship when I was a teen, instead of karate or some other martial arts. I most likely got the sword specialisation skill and the spear specialisation skill because of that as well," he thought before lowering his right arm to the side of his body and walking towards the bat.

The bat screeched and flew towards Richard. Once the distance between the two reduced to nothing, the bat raised its left wing and slashed at him while screeching out once more.

Richard easily dodged the bat's wide slash by sidestepping to the left. Then, he moved his right hand up the sword's handle, and now four of his five fingers were on the blade. He took the opened part of the handle with his left hand and slashed over his head down. Damage floated up above his and the bat's heads, and notification messages started flashing.

The third bar appeared on the top-left corner of his view, just below his blood bar.

"So when I do something that is not in my skills, it gets registered as a skill, interesting," Richard thought. He moved his left hand away from the sword and repositioned his four fingers back on the sword's handle before sheathing it. "I need to get a two-handed sword or a spear," he thought. He picked up the bat from the ground, threw it on his back and returned back to the scavenger.

"You are back," the scavenger said as Richard walked through the door.

"Yeah," Richard replied, walked up to the counter and placed the bat's corpse atop of it.

"That will be five copper coins."

Richard pulled out the coins from his inventory and placed them on the counter.

The scavenger nodded his head. "Pull out your knife and do what I tell you to."

…

"And that is how you scavenge the bat's corpse. And for what you can do with the bat's claws, teeth, bones, skin, ears, nose, meat. You can sell claws and teeth to blacksmiths, bones to enchanters, skin to leatherworkers, ears and noses to alchemists and meat to cooks," the scavenger said and a few notification messages flashed.

"Thank you," Richard said.

"No problem, adventurer. If you need training on how to scavenge wolves or werewolves, don't hesitate to come over."

Richard smiled. "Don't worry, I will."

"Then I will be waiting," the scavenger said and smiled.

Walking out of the scavenging profession building and the city, Richard went to look for bats as he needed to get as many skins as he could for count Zhastar.

…

Richard spent the next eight hours killing and fully scavenging the bats. He killed the bats in under one minute, but scavenging took another ten. By the end of these eight hours, he had killed and scavenged thirty-eight bats which increased his level to . "And that's eight hours of work," he thought.

Returning back to the city, he went into the city hall.

"Richard," count Zhastar said as Richard walked through the door.

Richard bowed his head. "Count."

"You may approach."

Richard walked up to the count who was sitting behind the table.

"Have you done the task?"

"Yes, count."

"Where are they?"

Richard pulled out all his thirty-eight pelts and placed them on the table.

Count Zhastar's eyes widened and mouth opened, and he stared at the pelts for a few seconds before looking at Richard and saying, "Now this is unexpected. Other newbie adventurers just bring me two or three pelts. But you brought me almost forty. A fantastic job well done."

Notification messages started flashing and Richard bowed his head as he said, "Thank you for the praise, count."

…

"Go around the city, Richard. There surely are others that need the help of such a hard worker as yourself."

Richard bowed his head. "Yes, count. Farewell, count," he said and thought, "And now I have to go around and search for work…" He inwardly sighed out and walked out of the town's hall, but not before stealing a glance at the woman's full body portrait. After walking out of the town's hall, he first allocated his attribute points, allocating five points into strength, dexterity, intellect, vitality and charisma. Then, he walked around the city, searching for everyone with exclamation markers above their heads. He found and accepted a total of three quests.

The first quest was from a man who looked like a normal middle-aged man and it was to collect ten bat pelts and the reward was 100 experience points. The second quest was from a woman who looked like a normal middle-aged woman and she asked him to collect ten flowers called – 'nights' and the reward was also 100 experience points. The third quest was from a little girl and she asked him to find her missing brother and the reward was 516 experience points.

After accepting all three quests, he walked around the city and sold what he scavenged from the bats to the cook, the alchemist, the enchanter and last but not least the blacksmith. He made a total of 2 gold and 85 silver coins.

"Show me your best spear and your best two-handed sword," he said to the blacksmith after selling the bat's teeth and claws to him.

"As you wish." the blacksmith said. He walked over to the left wall where various different weapons from the short daggers to the long halberds hanged. From it, he took down a spear and returned to Richard. "This is 'Wicked', the best spear I had forged and you can't wield it nor afford it, like any other weapon or armour that is for display on the left and right walls."

Richard focused on the spear and text appeared above it.

Raising his eyes from the spear, he looked up at the blacksmith.

Lazarus, like all vampires, had pale skin and crimson red eyes. But that was where his similarities with other vampires ended. He had a handsome face of a man in his twenties, three-day stubble beard, no moustache, majestic long black hair that went to his waist and a muscular body which was revealed as he wore nothing above his waist.

"Then, do you have anything that I can wield and afford?"

"I don't, but I can easily make it," Lazarus said as he returned 'Wicked' back to its place on the left wall.

He returned in front of Richard. "Interested?" He crossed his arms.

Richard inwardly smirked. "He is the real deal. A master of his own field. Just like me. Just like my friends from my past life. Just as my wife from my past like," he thought and said, "How long will it take and how much will it cost?"

"That depends, adventurer. Do you want a crappy weapon that you can find in any blacksmith shop or do you want a weapon that a true progenitor would use?"

"Of course I want a weapon that a true progenitor would use."

Lazarus chuckled. "Good answer, adventurer. But can you even afford it? My prices are as follows, so listen well. Common weapon – fifty copper coins. Uncommon weapon – fifty silver coin. Rare weapon – one gold coin. Epic weapon – five hundred gold coins. Legendary weapon – five hundred thousand gold coins. Now, can you afford it?"

"It seems that he can't forge artefact or ancient grade weapons. Well, I guess it makes sense," Richard thought.

Shaking his head, he said, "I can't."

"I know. So what weapon do you want me to forge?"

"Forge me a rare two-handed sword."

"Half of the payment now and the other half when I am done."

"Alright."

He pulled out fifty silver coins from his inventory and passed them to Lazarus.

"The payment has been received. You can come back in six hours to take your weapon."

"Alright," he said and walked out of the blacksmith's building.