"System, show a detailed description of all the stats."

  [Basic Stats:

  Strength (STR): Strength represents the physical power of the body.

  Agility (AGI): Agility includes speed, rea time, reflexes, aerity.

  Endurance (END): Endurance refers to overall stamina, body stitution, and sequently, overall physical durability.

  Advaats:

  Vitality (VIT): Vitality measures the amount of damage the body endure before dying, as well as the speed and efficy eion. Example: If your vitality is high enough, you won’t die instantly if your heart is pierced, but you might still die after a short time because yeion is too low. However, with higher vitality, it could be possible tee even the lost heart.

  Perception (PER): Perception governs the body’s sehe main five being taste, hearing, sight, smell, and touch. It also affects more specialized senses, such as danger awareness or the ability to perceive energy.

  Spiritual Stats:

  Intelligence (INT): Intelligence reflects the power of the mind. Having higher intelligence allows for faster thought processing, improved memory, aer critical thinking. his stat aids in thinking and deaking, but its effects are limited except if the users find ways to make it more pronounced.

  Spirit (SPI): Spirit represents the intangible power of the soul’s strength and the potency of the user’s energy.

  Energy (ENR): Energy refers to the amount of a particur type of energy the user possesses. Multiple types of energy exist, for example, the user might have 100/100 Mana but also 2000/2000 Prana. Energy is a special stat that isn’t influenced by the same system as other stats. It doesn’t grow by leveling up. One way to increase energy is to use methods native to the enviro. For example, in a cultivation universe, you gain Qi and find ways to cultivate it.]

  ‘Hmm, iing but not really surprising, except for the Spiritual Stats. But that's normal since I don’t have them yet.’

  ‘Now that I’ve finished with this, I would normally go eat and sleep, but I don’t feel the need. So, I think it would be a better use of my time to return to hunting orcs. If I hunt enough, I could earn enough tribution points to bee a k hunter, which will give me 1.8K LP!’

  After making this decision, he made a detour at his appartment to put his leather armor on before leaving for the Aedris world. When he arrived, he was at the forest’s edge, in the same pce as when he had previously left the world.

  ‘So, ear at the same pce where we left a world. Good to know.’

  Mikael wasted no time and immediately resumed his ort. The hunt was goihe orcs were killed retively easily due to the new buff to his sword's damage and the fact that the D-rank sword is signifitly sharper thaeel sword.

  Taking these factors into at, in just 3 hours, Mikael had already killed 30 orcs. During his hunt, he was even able to take down small groups of 2-3 orcs.

  As Mikael pulled his sword from the chest of the 31st orc he had killed, he suddenly heard a sound a a fatal danger approag. He quickly turned in that dire and saw a massive fist hurtling toward him. With only a split sed to react, Mikael jumped backward, crossing his arms in front of him to brapact.

  The moment the punded, it felt like a truck had hit him. He could feel the bone in his left arm snap before bei flying. Mikael soared several meters, crashing through a tree before finally hitting the ground.

  "Argggghh!" Mikael let out a pained cry, feeling the sharp agony in his broken arm. But despite the pain, he forced himself to his feet as quickly as possible. He khat if he didn’t get up, he was as good as dead.

  Oanding, he saw what had attacked him: a green-skinned humanoid, at least 3 meters tall, with muscles bigger than his head. Mikael’s only thought was, 'FUCK.'

  'That’s a fug Orc Chief—B-rank monster. And to make things worse, I’m already injured from his first attack. I don’t think I’m much faster than him and with my wound, I don’t known if I even run. Fuck, I’m so outcssed in stats it’s not even funny. If I take eve without blog, I’m dead.' Strangely, the more Mikael thought about it, the calmer he became.

  'I have to kill him before he nds another hit. This is going to be a dah death, where one wrong move could get me killed.'

  During this time, the orc chief stared at Mikael with a mog grin, but Mikael holy didn’t give a damn about his expression or why he was grinning. His only focus was on how to kill the creature.

  'My D-rank sword slipped from my hand when I blocked his hit, and now I only have the steel sword. But the differeweewo isn’t that signifit that it would make a differeneither of them probably pierce his skin, and even if they could, they wouldn’t be able to cut through his muscles, let alone his bones. No, the only way is to go for oints like the eyes!'

  Mikael decided to provoke the moo create an opening. "Hey, bastard, are you really an orc chief?You’re certainly not ag like one, more like a coward with that surprise attack. But I guess that's typical for yht? With all the ass kissing you did to get to your position."

  Normally, Mikael’s insults wouldn’t have worked on an orc, but thanks to the Universal Language System, the orc chief uood him perfectly and was instantly enraged. He was used to being treated like royalty—he even had his own harem of female orcs! So being insulted by a 'weak human' infuriated him.

  The chief charged at Mikael with a speed that matched his owhreun Mikael’s dire, and the force of it seemed to bend the air around it! Fortunately, Mikael wasn’t foolish enough to try and block it, so he dodged before delivering a full-power ssh.

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  When his sword struck the orc's skin, it felt like hittial, the bde harmlessly boung off while maintaining its momentum. Mikael didn’t resist the momentum a himself be carried by it.

  The ortis assault, but Mikael was able to evade the attacks. The orc had no real fighting teique, having only with his instincts before. It swung its arms wildly, trying to nd a hit.

  While dodging, Mikael thought, ‘Ahh, this is exactly what I feared—my sword 't even make a scratch. The only option now is to fight dirty!’

  Mikael then began ung weak sshes at the orc’s upper body while tinuing to evade its attacks. This deadly dance tinued for some time until Mikael prepared for his real strike.

  Just after dodging another enraged punch, he feinted a ssh toward the orc’s upper body. The chief didn’t care—it was just another ssh like the ones before, so why should this one be any different?

  And that was exactly what Mikael had been ting on. Just as the ssh was about to nd, Mikael swiftly ged his target, sshing with all his strength directly at the orc chief’s crotch. He felt some resista still mao slice through, and when he did, he saw an "item" fall to the ground.

  ROAAAARRRRRRRRR

  The chief’s agonizing scream was so loud it could have been heard for kilometers. Mikael didn’t waste time gloating over the damage. No, he immediately followed through with his pn. Using his now-bloody sword, he jumped to reach it’s height before stabbing it directly into the eye of the orc, who was too paio react. He then pushed on the sword with his foot, trying to inflict even more damage and to escape unscathed—or at least, that was the pn.

  However, the chief was writhing in so much pain that one of its filing arms iently nded a punikael. The impact was immediate—Mikael felt some of his ribs break as he was sent flying even farther than before. This time, the nding was rough. Mikael slid for several meters across the ground, which caused injuries to his back, but those were nothing pared to the searing pain of his broke arm and ribs!

  "Argggg," he grunted. After all, he wasn’t some war veteran—this was the first time he had experiehis much pain. He had been stabbed when he was younger, but it was nothing pared to the agony of multiple broken bones and the sensation of his fractured ribs pierg his internal ans.

  ‘I’m not here to die in a damn forest against an orc with no more than 2 IQ. Get up, Mikael, and kill this bastard!’ After giving himself this motivational speech, he gritted his teeth and fought through the pain as he struggled to stand.

  He then looked up and saw the orc was still writhing in pain from losing his manhood and the added agony of having a sword lodged in his brain. Mikael thought, ‘He has a sword in his brain—now would be a REALLY good time for the orc chief to drop dead!’

  But he wasn’t ting on that. Instead, his eyes fell on his gun, ahought, ‘It’s so tempting to just take out my gun ay a magaziraight into his eyes, but if I do that, I’ll progress less and I’ll get used to having a deus ex maa save me, and that won’t always be the case. So I won’t use it unless I have no other choice.’

  He then began walking toward his fallen D-rank sword, which had slipped from his hand at the start of the fight. Every step was a battle, but he powered through the pain, gripped his sword tightly, and turo face the orc, who was now ing out of his agony and gring at him with pure hatred.

  Mikael didn’t waste time and ‘rushed’ at the orc chief with his sword. Well, maybe "rushed" isn’t the right word, sidering that, due to his injuries, he was only moving at 60% of his maximum speed. Still, he closed in on the chief, narrowly dodging a punch.

  Mikael was startled to see that the orc’s speed was now parable to his own. He swung his swain, aiming for the orc’s crotch. The chief, feeling phantom pain from the previous blow, quickly blocked the attack. But Mikael feinted once more before he jumped and used his foot to push the sword already lodged in the orc’s eye socket deeper, pierg further into the brain.

  The chief began to stagger from the severe brain damage, but still didn’t go down. Mikael seized the moment to drive his sword into the orc’s sed eye, this time all the way to the guard.

  Mikael backed away and watched as the orc, clearly brain-damaged, staggered for a few seds before finally colpsing to the ground. Then, he received a notification.

  [B-Rank Orc Chief killed. 100K XP received.]

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