《The Gambling Demon King is full of Misfortune》Chapter 4
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I woke up after a great sleep, and I suddenly had a thought.
‘I should set up some defenses. I’m all alone and when I’m sleeping, completely defenseless… I’ll die soon if I don’t do this’
So, I got up, got dressed, grabbed my “club” which was just the “pet rock” tied onto a stick with some loose rags, and went looking for some pointy sticks, so I could at the very least set up a wall of sticks around my “camp”.
I encountered a few wolves during the search for pointy sticks, but I swiftly dealt with them, using my “club” and I grabbed one of the wolves corpses and swiftly returned to my camp, to start making dinner.
After an hour of making sure the bed wouldn’t get burned down and setting up around half of the wall, I went out again, to get some more pointy sticks.
I was bored, so I chose to check my status.
“[Status]”
I said, and a screen appeared.
STATUS
NAME: Damien Kruel
CLASS: Demon King
Skills: Lottery
Spells [None]
LV: 4 (850/2000)
SP: 0
STR: 29
AGI: 15
END: 14
PER: 21
INT: 18
WIS: 15
CHA: 30
LUC: -100
I looked at my status and only noticed a single difference, I have 100 more experience points than last time.
“Hey… system, what does the class Demon King even do?”
I asked, curiously.
The Demon King class is given to the second highest ranked in the demon empire, under the demon emperor himself, the class gives you more SP and a random skill every ten levels, but it’s much harder to level up. And, every Demon King is always warring with another, to become the next Demon Emperor.
The system explained.
“...Wait, what do you mean by “it’s much harder to level up”? Are you telling me that I should’ve been stronger!?”
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I asked in an annoyed tone.
Yes, by now you would be …[Calculating]... level ten at the least.
“What do you mean by “at the least”?”
It is not possible to calculate every single variable in five seconds, give me a few more days and I may be able to give you an exact answer.
“Great, just tell me when you’re done… you’re doing a great job, system...”
I said sarcastically, as I kept on looking for pointy sticks.
0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0
After around, an hour. I was able to set up a… “wall” around my camp, I can’t exactly call it a wall… since the only thing it would keep out are bunnies… without legs… or a head… basically, this was just a goddamn waste of time!
“Fucking pointy sticks!”
I shouted angrily as I punched a tree multiple times, until a screen randomly popped up.
STR +1
“...”
I looked at it in pure confusion for a moment.
“Wait… what!? I can train stats!? Fuck yeah!”
I shouted excitedly.
“Wait… system, why didn’t you tell me about this?”
I asked in a monotone voice.
You simply didn’t ask for any common knowledge or do anything to suggest you didn’t know about it. I simply thought you forgot, or you were just lazy.
“I- I fucking hate you, system… fucking hell, it’s been a day right?”
I asked.
It has been exactly: 25 hours, 43 minutes and 7 seconds since you last used the lottery skill.
It stated completely ignoring my previous comment.
“Fucking hell, finally something good… you make a good clock… do you have an alarm system?”
I asked, curiously.
I have two types of alarm. The first type wakes you up. And the second one warns you of any incoming danger. Would you like to use them?
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“Yes, I would…”
I said.
Ring
Ring
Ring
Ring
Ring
“System…”
Yes?
“Why am I hearing ringing?”
You have -100 luck, your life is always in danger.
“...Right, system… cancel the second alarm”
Done.
“And do the… lottery thing”
Rolling.
“Mouse”
“Silver Spoon”
“Excalibur”
“Durandal”
“Poseidon’s Trident”
“Pet Rock”
“Ball of sealing”
“Spear of BOOM BOOM”
“Lucky Charm”
Various words flew across the screen, until it stopped on…
“Pointy Stick x200”
“...”
I went back to punching the tree.
0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0
After punching the tree and getting two more points into strength, I ate the cooked wolf… which didn’t taste… great, but it was better than the rabbit.
I went to bed after a few minutes of staring at the fire going out slowly.
But, before I fell asleep, a bunch of screens appeared in front of me.
250 EXP
250 EXP
250 EXP
250 EXP
250 EXP
16/50
Level up! You are now level 5!
STATUS
NAME: Damien Kruel
CLASS: Demon King
Skills: Lottery
Spells [None]
LV: 5 (0/4000)
SP: 10
STR: 32
AGI: 15
END: 14
PER: 21
INT: 18
WIS: 15
CHA: 30
LUC: -100
“I… I leveled up? Great! What should I do? Should I try rounding out INT and END, leaving the last two points for PER… that’s good enough”
I said, as I allocated my points.
STATUS
NAME: Damien Kruel
CLASS: Demon King
Skills: Lottery
Spells [None]
LV: 5 (0/4000)
SP: 0
STR: 32
AGI: 15
END: 20
PER: 23
INT: 20
WIS: 15
CHA: 30
LUC: -100
“I feel… tougher… smarter… and I can see… more… clearly”
I said aloud as I tried out my “new” body.
Then, after an hour, I collapsed from exhaustion.
[---THE END---]
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