"Uh..."
The man who had been sitting on the ground, exhausted and in despair, stared blankly as he saw the system's evaluation of himself, and then suddenly sat up from the ground.
As if his back pain and leg soreness had vanished in an instant, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
The reward is so high?
Nearly 4,000 Points and a random D-level Skill?
That was way faster than the money he made from killing that Minotaur outside the city; he didn't make 400 Points in a whole day of hunting them. Suddenly, those 10 days didn't seem so torturous.
They were a bit tough, though.
But the return was quite generous, wasn't it?
The man, who previously had only resentment in his eyes, now looked at the Tuberculosis Rabbit beside him with a hint of gratitude.
If it weren't for the player who had locked him up for 10 days, he probably wouldn't have received such a high reward for simply digging holes and trying to survive, right?
Indeed.