Chapter 17: So that's how!
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[The second challenge: Kill fifty red monkeys and shatter ten monkey statues!]
[Tip: You can find the statues through the red monkeys' movement.]
And that was what mattered the most in Max's eyes. Like his teammates, he didn't care about the rewards of those trials. Sure, they would be highly helpful for common players.
Once a player piled them all, he would develop his own style and probably get noticed by the three families. However, Max and the twins didn't need to follow such a path, for they had their own systems and mana in the real world.
They needed experience, the real rewards, and simply having fun.
That would shape them all, mainly Max, into the best real players.
"It's a real challenge now," Max whispered as his lips curved slightly.
[Red Monkey Lv. 12 HP: 540/540 MP: 350/350]
Before him, he had monkeys staring at him with killing intent. Their size was at least half of adult male humans, and their bodies exuded a powerful aura. They were thick, strong, and ready for boxing!
They were also a little different. Some monkeys had red butts, while the rest had different colors.
Max's goal was to kill the fifty red monkeys. He couldn't afford to waste time with other monkeys, for he also had to find the statues.
And that was when the real challenge came.
The statues didn't have consciousness. Of course, they were built with mana, but they wouldn't look out for Max. He couldn't locate them as he did with his enemies' attempts to kill him.
Max still had it easier than others, though.
He found no problems locking his senses on all red monkeys. With his new 'breakdance' style, he would avoid other monkeys until they blocked all his ways.
Max's eyes gleamed in interest, "So how are you going to guide me to the statue, red monkeys?"
It was as if his voice was a trigger.
All monkeys pounced in tandem, their eyes flashing with killing intent. Since they were pretty big, their bodies also forced the earth to wail, for they stomped on it heavily. They made sounds akin to weak earthquakes.
Max quickly spread his right fingers, attempting to create a mana bolt. A faint sound of lightning crackled around his hand, then a perfect magic bolt appeared above his palm. He hurled it at the monkey, immediately proud of his strength.
[You have created Mana Lightning Bolt(SSS).]
[You have killed the Yellow Monkey Lv. 12]
'Mana Throw will help me use the world's items. This Mana Lightning Bolt skill will be my main offensive and long-distance power,' Max thought while forming a few more bolts.
He glanced at his mana points, his eyes widening in a shock.
'It doesn't even fall…' Max whispered with an incredulous expression.
He obviously didn't forget about monkeys around. He kept pitching mana lightning bolts at them, lowering their numbers in jaw-slacking speed. Those bolts didn't even need to aim for vital points.
It didn't matter whether they lodged themselves in head or leg; all enemies turned into particles before Max's might.
'There has to be a difference between offensive and defensive skills… One costs too much mana while the other less,' Max analyzed while bringing the disaster onto the second challenge.
The supportive skills also didn't cost too much mana, by the way.
And while Max pondered his mana and the world's laws, the players and red monkeys stared at him as if they were looking at the monster.
Some players were amazing, for they climbed up through the first challenge through sheer willpower, using normal skills.
Yet, they became a part of the forest as they shared the same expression as monkeys…
In fact, it was truly awesome how monkeys and humans could look alike.
"Is that a player or NPC?"
"I think NPC…"
"Maybe too many monkeys spawned in the area, so he cleans them?"
"That's it!"
"Then, how do you explain that fire here?"
A silence ensued.
And while the players had their talk, the red monkeys glanced into each other's eyes, reaching an understanding in less than a second. They slammed their fists against each other before dropping to the ground.
They didn't just drop on the ground, however.
Some did, but the rest took a few steps back. Most took a few more steps as if every red monkey had his own plan.
After a while, they all dropped onto their knees.
Max stared at them, then sneered beneath his mask, "So that's how you will guide me to the statue."
The monkeys formed a path with their bowing selves. Such an absurd sight probably had never happened before, for even the three families wanted their descendants to compete properly, putting limits on them as a result.
Yet, Max was unbridled, and no one looked over him.
He made the rules.
That was how his journey probably would be before stepping into the Tower, a place that even his grandpa struggled in.
Max followed the path, finding the stone statue relatively quickly. He was the first player to find it, and he did it in such a way that others didn't even dream of following or trying out the same method.
He put his hand on it, "That's how your mana feels."
Max didn't immediately destroy the statue. He first touched it, engraving the feeling of its mana within his mind. He then rubbed his fingers as though he had a little mana on his hand.
After that, Max glanced at his minimap. It floated in the upper right corner of his vision, but Max could bring it to the middle.
As it spread, Max rubbed his right fingers on it.
And then, all statues appeared on it, marked for him.
Max chuckled, "Your system has so many flaws. I will exploit it without care."
His grandfather created the best system for him. Yet, those families were so asinine and weak that Max could do whatever he wanted.
He chuckled, destroying the statue.
And then, the message appeared.
[You have destroyed the monkey statue.]
[An army of two hundred monkeys has swarmed your spot.]
[Due to unknown circumstances, all red monkeys had given up on pursuing you.]
[You have one hundred and thirty enemies on your tail.]
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