Deeper and deeper, Jet ventured into the forest in search of beasts to slay for EXP points. "I haven't gone this deep into the forest before. I wonder if I'll find stronger monsters here."
He checked the stats of the egg that kept hovering around him since the moment he got it from the king. 'Hmm, the egg should be hatching soon, right? I've already given it a dragon scale from the royal treasury as a catalyst, and it even asked for my blood to ascertain ownership.'
The forest seemed unusually quiet as he continued moving. Just when he thought that there were no monsters in that area, three Grand Orcs around Level 30 emerged, instantly attacking Jet.
These were High Orcs, low-level monsters devoid of intelligence, driven only by primal instincts. Their eyes were vacant, mouths hanging open in perpetual hunger, and they wielded crude, heavy weapons.
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