When the blinding light disappear, Hans felt…different.

His left claw grew back and he raise it to his face, he began opening and closing it before he nod, and lower it.

Both of his claws were larger with serrated edges, his tail was longer and his stinger was giant blade that was curved. He was also slightly larger than he was before and there was a splash of red on his claws.

“And I’m finally not covered in blood!” Hans yells. “I also feel much than before…Although that may had do with the fact that I’m not missing a claw or injured.” He mutter.

He then took up to read the the notifications that were appearing.

You have gained the skill [Sneak - Lv. 1]!

[Sneak - Lv. 1] - Decrease detection when crouching, walking slowly, or is standing in the shadows.

You have gained skill [Danger Sense - Lv. 1]

[Danger Sense - Lv. 1] - Allows you to sense danger.

Congrats, [Poison Sting - Lv. MAX] has become [Venom Slash - Lv. 1]

[Venom Slash - Lv. 1] - Coated your blade with venom and slash at your enemy.

Congrats! You have evolved from [Common Lesser Sand Scorpion] to [Venomous Desert Scorpion]!

Hans took a glance at headless corpse of the snake he killed, smack it and proceed to crawl back to his home, greeting the crystal embryo on his way.

However, when he got into the hole, he found that there was a problem.

The hole was a bit too little for him as his tail poke out of the hole, and he can’t turn at all.

“Well, this is a bit cramp for my taste, so I guess it’s time for some home fucking renovation now,” Hans said, he sharpen his claw against each other and began digging.

Name: Hans

Species: [Venomous Desert Scorpion - Lv. 1]

Status:

Strength : 50

Endurance : 65

Dexterity: 19

Agility: 30

Spirit: 23

Wisdom: 18

Skills:

[Venom Slash - Lv. 2] [Mole’s Senses - Lv. 3] [Grapple - Lv. 7] Pain Resistance - Lv. 2] [Heat Resistance - Lv. 5] [Crush - Lv. 1] [Acid Resistance - Lv. 5] [Sneak - Lv. 1] [Danger Sense - Lv. 1]

Hans back up and admire his handiwork.

The entrance of the hole was lengthen to allow him to fit through and enter the hole. The crystal embryo hung above it and illuminate the inside of the hole.

He placed it there and he also never wanted to remember what he just saw when he dug up the crystal.

Nor would he ever talk about it as he live.

If you look inside, you would find that the floor was lowered, and there was several small tables and chairs as well just because he wanted some furnitures and they were nice to look at.

And he made a bed as well. Although said bed was just a shallowly dig hole that he plan on filling with something…Soft.

On the wall, there was a poorly made carving of him heroically smacking the snake, preventing the foul reptile from stealing his home.

Said reptile was now rotting and being eaten by flies.

The corpse can barely be recognized as a snake after he smack it some more times, just to add more insult.

The renovation took about two day with nonstop digging to complete and so he was damn proud of it.

“Although, all that nonstop digging made me quite hungry,” Hans mutter, he look at the snake corpse deep in thought before he shake his head.

“Yeah no, I definitely not eating that.”

With him having no extra food in storage since it seem that the fucking snake eaten all of it and him feeling peckish, it would seem he would have to go hunting.

And so he did.

At least not before smacking snake rotting corpse one more time.

He crawled outside and found a rat, killed it, ate half of it, dig a hole, filled it with sands and rock and proceeded to patiently wait for anything to come nearby.

After waiting for about thirty minutes, Hans killed two mice and began dragging them back to his home, using his stinger to carry them, well he was going to do that before he noticed something sneaking up before him.

Hans turn and saw that a juvenile jackal that look like a toddler caught with their hands in the cookie jar as it pause mid-step. It also look very familiar.

He scans through his memories and remember a young jackal walking with a rat that he had tossed to it.

”Oh, it’s you,” Hans said. “What do you want? That half-eaten rat?” He pick up the corpse and walk toward the jackal, who back up when he got to it and hold up the dead rat in front of it.

The jackal stop hacking and stare at the dead rat longingly but did not come any closer to him and let out a soft whimper. All while staring at him with those eyes.

This was way too much for his stone cold heart to handle.

“Alright, look I’m in a good mood today so I’ll drop this rat on ground and back back away for you to eat,” He said. “However, you better not start dropping fucking sonic booms on me like your relatives.”

Hans drop the dead rat and back away.

The young jackal look at him cautiously before grabbing the dead rat with its mouth and ran off.

He didn’t do anything and just watch as it walk off in the distance. “Well, that was adorable,” Hans said, right before he saw a snake out in the sun, staring at him.

Hans immediately rush to kill it, before it could attempt to steal homes and kept people’s limb off.

“Today is a bad day for you, mother fucker!”

Species: [Acid Spitter - Lv. 12]

Status:

Strength : 25

Endurance : 30

Dexterity: 15

Agility: 17

Spirit: 20

Wisdom: 10

The Acid Spitter is well known for two things. Their ability to spit acid, and their tendency to steal other creatures’ burrows. It does not matter if the owner can kill without effort, if a acid spitter like their new stolen burrows, they will fight to the death just to keep it. The people of Nephele will often refer to invaders by the name of this snake.

Hans crawled into his home, now carrying a dead snake, and dump it and the dead mice into a shallow hole. He did note that the previous acid spitter as SYSTEM called it, was gone but he didn’t care much about it.

He nibbles on one of the dead mice as he just relaxes.

“Ahh, maybe I should just laze around today,” Hans said thoughtfully. “After all, in the past few days, all I did was hunt and dig.” He sighs content and nibbles more of the mice.

Although this would be even better if he could taste anything. Though now that he thinks about it, he would be better off without being to taste anything.

After all, he didn’t think rats and mice would taste any good.

But that didn’t matter, what mattered is that he was just relaxing. No snake trying to steal his home, no giant fuck off lizard, no giant rat attacking him.

Today was quiet and nothing happen.

Now if only he had a real, comfy bed where he can rest his wearily head-on.