Wain walked past the corpses of hundreds of monsters heading toward Gisle. Lea walked beside him, she might have fought for her life, but that didn't mean she wasn't afraid. Unlike Wain, she was a simple schoolgirl, and killing was something forbidden and insane to her.
"Did something happen?" Wain muttered to himself, looking at the group of people in the distance.
In the center of the group was Gisle with a frown on his face. Wain didn't like it. If something happened to Gisle, all his efforts to make a good base out of this place would go to waste.
"Wain!" Rita said loudly when she saw him. She didn't even notice Lea walking beside him.
Rita could see that she was alarmed about something.
"What's wrong?" Wain asked.
"Gisle... he... he was hurt by a zombie... and none of us have any medicine," Rita said in a trembling voice.
Wain walked over to Gisle and looked at him. A zombie left a deep wound on Gisle's left arm, but not a normal zombie, a mutated zombie. Gisle fought well and was able to kill his opponent, but he made a mistake at one point.
"Wain, I see you have dealt with the remaining monsters." Proclaimed Gisle as if there was no problem at all.
"You're out of luck today. Considering your wound, you'll turn into a zombie in a few hours." Wain said calmly, looking at Gisle's hand.
Gisle nodded and said, "Yeah, it looks like my journey ends here. Damn, I'm really unlucky. We killed so many zombies and couldn't get a single cure. The chances of getting that box are awfully slim."
Wain shook his head and said, "Not really. Someone in this battle was luckier than the rest of us."
Wain smiled, and suddenly there was a syringe of blue liquid in his hands. The eyes of Gisle and the others widened in surprise. Without any explanation, they knew what it was.
Gisle smiled and nodded weakly. Then Wain tossed him the syringe, and a second later, the blue liquid flowed through Gisle's veins. The infected cells began to heal, and Gisle felt much better.
Last time Wain decided to keep the antidote to the infection for himself. He saw no point in giving such a valuable item to a useless person. This situation, however, was different. Wain could give the cure to keep Gisle alive. It was profitable. After all, if Gisle were to die, all of Wain's efforts would waste.
"Wain, have you brought recruits to us?" Asked Gisle looking at Lea.
Wain nodded, "Yes when you get this place in order I need to talk to you about something. Lea, you too."
Gisle and Lea nodded. When the threat passed, Gisle began handing out instructions. They were to rebuild the barricades and gradually expand their holdings. But, first, Gisle had to assign duties. This would take quite some time.
While the others were busy rebuilding the base, Wain had lunch on the roof of the university. He had lost a lot of strength lately. He needed to recover.
'Hmm, when I drank the cocktail prepared by Sven, I healed my wounds and completely replenished my energy reserves. Simple food from stores doesn't compare to that cocktail.' Thought Wain as he ate a green apple.
He looked north and saw a vast park in the distance. This park was near a rift caused by a giant worm's actions. The huge canyon was only a few dozen yards from the park.
From there, Wain could feel the eerie aura of the World of Darkness. Moreover, his seal pulsed as if confirming his thoughts.
"This park is very far away. I can see some monsters there, but even though binoculars, I can't see the entrance to the Dungeon. It's definitely hidden somewhere." Wain muttered.
Wain decided to use the Soul of Bonecrusher. He wanted some skill that would strengthen his body.
[You have acquired the Soul Essence of Bonecrusher level 10. Stamina+5, Vitality+7]
Wain felt his body grow stronger and stronger. Stamina and Vitality, in general, were the stats responsible for defense. But, there were significant differences between them.
Vitality determines the regeneration rate and the total amount of damage a person could withstand. Stamina determines the strength of a person's body, as well as his endurance. Wain believed that these stats should be about the same points.
There was no point in high regeneration if a person's skin and flesh were as strong as jelly. There was also no point in having a solid defense if any wound person received could cause a person to bleed to death.
Aside from the increase in stats, Wain got something else as well.
[You get Rare Rating Soul Chest]
"I got Soul Chest again? Eh, that's good, but I wanted the skill. However, I could have gotten nothing at all." Wain muttered.
He decided not to hesitate to see what was in the chest. This would be his first Rare Rating Soul Chest. Wain used the card, and a huge chest appeared in front of him the next moment.
"Yeah, now I'm really disappointed," Wain muttered.
The size of the chest was comparable to that of a large closet. Such a chest must have held massive and heavy weapons. Wain wouldn't mind arming himself with a large, two-handed sword, but he doubted that such a weapon would be in this chest.
Wain opened the lid of the blue chest with a creak and saw the contents. Inside was a massive hammer. It looked clumsy but very powerful. It was made of material similar to the bones of ancient creatures. The left side of the hammer was pointed, while the right side was perfectly flat and round.
The next moment several notices appeared before Wain.
[Bonecrusher (Primary Chronicle, Rare Rating)
This hammer is perfect for the slow but strong spirit and body. Bonecrusher exists for destroying structures and the skulls of enemies. This weapon was created from the bones of a particularly tenacious creature, so almost nothing can destroy this hammer. Moreover, it is also a bloodthirsty weapon, which will become stronger upon contact with blood.
When using Bonecrusher, the owner gains Strength+3, Stamina +5, Vitality+7]
'Huh, what an original name.' Thought Wain looking at the three meter hammer in front of him.
"It's a great weapon for a strong and well-protected person. What's more, this weapon has a passive effect and quite a big stat boost. However, this weapon won't work for me." Wain muttered, slung the hammer on his shoulder, and headed downstairs.
Wain didn't like to fight with hammers, especially ones this big. This type of weapon didn't suit his fighting style. When he tried to use the hammers, he felt slow and weak.
He needed something faster and more varied. A weapon like this hammer would constrain his movements and prevent him from fighting at his full strength.
'Hmm, we'll have to discuss the current situation with Gisle. There are quite a few people at this university who haven't even activated their Soul Altars yet. There might be people with craft souls among them, it's unlikely, but it would be a big deal.' Wain thought.
Wain considered himself lucky to have found Lea. Of course, he could have met someone with a soul connected with blacksmithing later, but the sooner it happened, the better.
In the future, while he was still at Overion, he would be able to go to the university and use Lea's services.