Chapter 11: The Rat Boss Appears
Riley stared at the status window, his eyes scanning every line, every number, as his mind raced.
His Strength had more than doubled from when he first arrived in this game.
And not just that—his Agility, Mana, Vitality—they had all climbed sharply. Even his Endurance, which was previously the weakest, was now quite high.
All from just a few kills.
And in direct response to the attribute increases, his HP and MP had shot up as well. His physical and magical damage outputs had surged, and so had his resistances.
He scrolled through the numbers again, stunned at how fast things were moving.
"This is... the power of an SSS-level talent," Riley muttered under his breath, voice low and half-awed. "At this rate... I'll rise faster than I ever did in my past life."
Back then, he had clawed his way up from nothing. No rare class. No luck. Just sheer will and mediocre stats, dying over and over in low-level areas while better players zoomed past him.
It had taken him months to reach anything close to this level of growth.
And now?
He'd been here for barely an hour. And already, he was stronger than half the players in the novice continent.