As Chrys’s vision finally transitioned from the looping soundtrack and video clip of the intro, to some actual gameplay he sighed out audibly with relief. The change was brief and once he returned to the familiar territory that was Thalam, the wind, the smells, the taste of the air all wiped away his negative thoughts. He was home, atleast until a new game came out that did this better. Though the player population at the time was way higher than he counted on, so much so that kicked sand from beneath him out of anger. “Fucking savages.” He thought, an eyebrow raising as he came to a moment of curiosity and reached his hand up to touch the horns at his head. “That will take some getting used to.” This was states aloud, and he then turned his sights back to the mass of slime slayers.
The quest text explained it rather simply so no wonder these people were doing so. But was there something extra that they were missing? It didn’t specify a type of slime, and the only ones which were nearby were the blue ones which ranged from level 2-3. Perhaps there was some at a higher level that had a better drop chance? The idea concreted itself as a fact in Chrysanth’s mind, and so he followed the beach north as well, there were others taking this route but the player whom he talked to in the chat was nowhere to be seen yet. “My harem will have to wait it seems.” He huffed as some ground was mass closer to the town.
There was definitely less players here but also less slimes so it sort of balanced itself out. The darkin saw am I tagged level 3 blue slime just off the beach’s border and decided to target it and draw his bow. He knew about aimed shot and so he drew the bowstring and an arrow materialized within it. His vision briefly glanced to the bottom left to select the skill which caused the string to grow tighter as he held it, and then his stamina began to drain a little at a time. He would wait for the third tier, draining a good chunk of his stamina before releasing the arrow aimed at the Blue Slime.