Anyway, Nait got back to work until dinnertime.
The score was 23 points, slightly more than in the morning.
And as Nait had promised, he would use the voucher to take the same amount he took at lunch and give it to the poor old man, despite his stubbornness that was reaching Heaven.
In this prison, mine is allowed to sleep at least 3 hours after dinner. It is clear that a person cannot work while he is awake for days. However, this prison is harsh. Before, only an hour or no sleep was allowed, according to what Nait had heard from the old prisoners.
"Thank you, young man. I will never forget your kindness." The old man nodded with a sad expression and a tear nearly fell.
"Never mind, this is my duty, sir." Nait smiled. "Now go to sleep, please."
"I will do."
Nait waited beside the old man for a while until the old man went to the Eternal Dream Realm. He got up, took a pickaxe, and started extracting the mana gem.
'I have no desire to sleep now. I need to strengthen myself in order to get out of here and provide food for me and the old man.' Pick up a pickaxe and put it down on the stones. 'To the best of my ability, I just need to continue practicing the same skill forged in.'
This went on for three hours and his skill level rose.
'It really worked.'
[Muscle effort (Level 1)] –––> [Muscle effort (Level 2)]
[Permanently increase strength +1]
[Properties:
– Strength: 3 (+6)
– Agility: 5
– Defense (Vitality, Resistance): 4 (7+)
– Intelligence (Magic): 10
]
[skills :
– [I'm not thirsty (level 1)]
– [Damage Resistance (level 3)]
– [Cell Development (level 4)]
– [Muscle Effort (level 2)]
]
Although it is a little extra, Nait is happy with it. 'Wonderful, with this I will be able to work more and excavate more. I feel the power overflowing from me now. Although I worked for a long time, my hands didn't get sore. Is this because of the skill [Cell Development]?'
Nait then went to the old man's place to wake him up. Now Number 44 is back in order to make sure all the slaves work.
But what Nait didn't expect actually happened. Despite Nait's attempt to wake the old man, he did not succeed, and so he called him and shouted until the people gathered around them.
*mutters spectators*
"Oh, it's a pity that we apparently lost another person today."
"No…..no… Ugh we are all going to die, we are going to die here."
"Be quiet. You're bothering us with your barking right now. We can't be silent for a minute."
"cry cry cry"
"Everything that lacks a worker increases my anxiety that work pressure will increase."
Nait : "Old man, wake up, it's time to dig. Hmmm, play dead so you don't work?? Don't worry, I'm here. I won't let you move a pick... No, I won't let you move. So please wake up."
"Don't be sad, young man. You did what we couldn't. I thank you from the bottom of my heart. Look, he died smiling. You must be happy."
Hearing the words of the man who patted his shoulder, Nait wiped the tears from his face. and nodded.
And then number 44 arrived.
"What is there?! Why are you all gathered in one place? Go to the pits now."
"What are you all waiting for?"
"I guess everyone's waiting for me to move their ass?" He placed his hand on the whip, which glowed red.
Seeing this, they all moved to their own area.
"good"
Number 44 stepped forward to find Naitlooking at the old man's corpse.
"Hm, what are you waiting for, you too, go to the pits." His face frowned, showing the hatred that was inside him.
"He's dead." He said those two words with great sadness that Nait wanted Number 44 to hear.
Shock and then joy appeared on No. 44's face and he laughed. "Hahahaha we got rid of it. I got rid of one and there's only one left." Number 44 approached the old man's body and started kicking at it with all his might.
"You deserve it, you old bastard."
"what?!!" Seeing this, Nait speeds up, stopping Number 44, with an angry face.
Infuriated by No. 44's action and without Nait knowing, he quickly formed a fist, going for No. 44's cheek.
"You vile dog, even after his death you did not leave him in peace."
His fist hit No. 44's face causing him to lean back slightly and blood dripping from his mouth with a fist-sized red bruise on his face.
"Ugh… what, you bastard, dared to hit a guard. You know what the outcome of your action is."
Number 44 straightened himself and grabbed a whip with a big smile on his face.
"THE DEATH."
When Nait heard those words. He knew it was the biggest mistake he had made for his plan. 'Oh no, it's my end this time. I hit him with all my might. All I could do was scratch him, I'm really weak.' Get ready Nait.
A clear red aura formed on a whip as Number 44 started to move it. "Hehehe… this time no one will save you from me, taste my ability you bastard."
Upon hearing this, Nait raised his hands and covered his face.
Fortunately for him, his face was now covered. The attack from Number 44 was specifically targeting his face. Why didn't he run away?? He clearly didn't have time for that as the red whip hit him very quickly. He hit his wrist and another hit his rib cage, and this continued with the appearance of copious traces of blood, despite Nait's defense skill.
'Painful...painful... That's his ability? It's really a headache.'
This went on for about 10 minutes.
As a result, Nait's clothes were torn and red with blood, only his face was spared.
'What…how much resistance is this despicable. The average person would drop dead from bleeding. Does he have some kind of special ability?' He continued as his attack power continued to increase.
What he didn't know was that behind Nait's hands was a wide smile on his face. 'Thank you… Thank you… keep going… keep going… don't stop. Yeah like that... yeah... help me develop more'
Nait could see with his eyes between the slits. gray window.
[System]
[Skill level increased]
[Cell Development (Level 4)] ----> [Cell Development (Level 5)]
[Level Description: Sorry, you will be more hungry. But we will do our duty twice as much.]
[Your ability has been activated]
[It has been noted and a skill is created on it]
*[Bleeding Resistance (Level 1)]
[Description: Wow you're bleeding profusely don't worry I'm here]
[Skill level increased]
[Bleeding Resistance (Level 1)] –––> [Bleeding Resistance (Level 2)]
[Level Description: How bad are you. We will breed for you]
[Skill level increased]
[Bleeding Resistance (Level 2)] –––> [Bleeding Resistance (Level 3)]
[Level Description: Let's hold hands]
….
[Damage Resistance (level 3)] –––> [Damage Resistance (level 5)]
[DEF increases 2+ permanently]
"..."
'Well new skill, it's very good. Damn I'm starting to feel weak, thank you skill [Cell Development].'
'Hmmm his attacks are starting to weaken. Eh?? He stopped. Why?!'
Nait lowered his hands to see that the whip was back to normal and Number 44 was gasping for a drop of oxygen.
'Ah, that's what they call here running out of mana. Not only did he run out of mana, even his body got tired.'
Upon noticing this, Nait moved forward and No. 44's reaction was fear and took a step back.
"Monster...monster, don't come near me, go away."
"Haha, where was your audacity before? Come on, I'll teach you a lesson."
But Nait's body spoke otherwise. When he was halfway through he fell.
'What not again, I passed out.'
Number 44 sighed and rose to dust off his ass.
"What's up? Number 45 why did you come here?"
Number 45 replied, "I came to tell you that a deputy and his group have caught a beast and are thinking what to do with it. Perhaps we will eat meat tonight." Drool.
"Uh, usually, these are monsters that were used to entertain a group. Fighting slaves in an arena of life and death. But that's from the past. Hmmm…"
"Wait, I have an idea. Number 45, watch this place and the slave. I have something to do." His eyes brightened and his smile returned sinister
"Okay Sir." Number 45 replied.