Re-Awakening: I Became a Pay To Win Boss Monster-Chapter 69: Bob, And The Main Quest

<Would you like to collect the earnings? Yes/No>

"Yeppers," Rael immediately accepted, excited.

And the moment the income flashed in front of his eyes, he wanted to throw these—

<+4,513,500 Trell (1003 Sets Sold)>

<+190,000 Trell (Haggling Skill)>

<+1,195,000 Trell (Head Pats)>

<Total Trell Gained: 5,898,500>

<0 Crystallite Sets Remaining>

Fucking hell. Rael tried his best to hold back his excitement.

Money.

He had so much money now.

•—Balance: 6,515,322 Trell—•

I can do so much with this... Like—

<Evolve Current Race: 10,000,000 Trell>

Uhh... Rael's brows twitched.

Since there were 3 evolutions left, that meant he would need to spend 10 million Trell on this one, 100 million Trell on the next, and...

1 billion to evolve for the final time... how in the fuck am I going to get 1 billion!? Rael thought, before taking a deep breath.

It's not supposed to be this fast anyway... I achieved this much progress in 29 days—what's another month or so?

He was definitely not going to jack up the prices of the gear he was planning to sell.

Why would he? He wasn't a scammer.

Nonetheless, he decided to do some quick preparations before the main quest, some of which included making a new construct.

<Crystal Genesis>

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Available MP: [1,859,600/1,959,600]

<Miscellaneous (Uncommon ~ Epic) 100,000 ~ 10,000,000 MP>

<Building Construct>

<Would you like to roll for additional effects? Yes/No>

Rael clicked through all the effects without wasting time, and finally...

[MP -100,000 1,759,600/1,959,600 (x1 Crystal Genesis)]

<Bob (Uncommon) has been crafted!>

<Configuration saved automatically!>

<Crafting Successful! +1500 Skill Experience>

Name: Bob

Race: Summoned Crystal Construct

Level: 30

Health Points (HP): [3,900/3,900] (+100%)

Mana Points (MP): [1,300/1,300] (+100%)

Strength: 130 (+30%)

Agility: 130 (+30%)

Constitution: 195 (+30%)

Intelligence: 65 (+30%)

Wisdom: 1 (+30%)

Charisma: 130 (+30%)

—Special Effect: Building (Uncommon)

50% increase in build placing speed.

Ohh, that's a good one, Rael thought, as he glanced at Bob, who had a neat yellow helmet on his crystal head.

"Fix the broken window, and uhh... paint the walls a nice color? I'll let you choose." Rael commanded, and with a nod, Bob moved away and began tapping on the broken glass.

Surprisingly, wherever it tapped, glass reappeared.

A competent builder, nice. Rael hummed and went over to the two people who were knocked out.

Crouching Tiger and Sausage Handler.

—Sausage Handler [Level 9] [1,900/1,900 HP]

—Crouching Tiger [Level 12] [700/700 HP]

Their levels barely moved, but it was their own fault for staying here.

"Hey hey, good morning," Rael said with a whistle, startling them awake.

"R-Rael Sutekh, you've returned, my glorious king of cel—" Sausage Handler began bootlicking, but before he could make Rael more disgusted, Rael pressed a few buttons in the air.

<Quest: [Cleaning (Level 1-5)] Has been finished! Would you like to award the players who participated? Yes/No>

Rael pressed yes, and then another window appeared, surprising him.

<Select Amount of Experience to reward the players!>

<Normal: 500>

<Hard Workers: 1,000>

<Custom>

Custom...? Rael tilted his head, as he pressed that option.

<Custom Experience Reward Selected!>

<Input Experience: ...>

He wasn't sure what to type, so he simply typed in a bunch of zeroes, until finally...

<Per Player Experience Limit Reached!>

<Rewarding the selected two players with: 100,000 Experience each!>

"Huh?" Both their eyes widened in unison.

"100,000 Experience for cleaning some fucking dust? Holy shit Lauren, you were right! This guy really was the meta!" Sausage Handler exclaimed, grabbing Crouching Tiger by the shoulders and shaking him violently.

"You two," Rael called out, getting their attention. "I'm going out for a while, and the store's going to be closed for the next 10 days. Get out, do some leveling or something."

"Are you sure? We could help out with the building and stuff," Crouching Tiger insisted.

Rael shook his head. "Nope, you two are already a headache, so just get out. I'll see you in 10 days—or 131."

"Huh?" Crouching Tiger froze. "You know about the release date?"

"Out," Rael said fiercely, causing the players to flinch.

"Y-Your eyes are even weirder than before," Sausage Handler said as he stood up. "I'll get going also, could we get a discoun—"

-1,900 Instant Kill (Slap)

Rael turned to Crouching Tiger, and before he could protest his innocence, he faced the same fate.

"Wait—"

-700 Instant Kill (Slap)

Much better... Rael let out a sigh as he went into his usual spot.

The bathroom.

He arrived and sat down on the comfortable seat—which he totally didn't spend some Trell to upgrade—and now...

<Long Main Quest—[Find the Beast (Level ???) | Part-2 Available!]>

<Would you like to start the quest? Yes/No>

Rael didn't hesitate and pressed "Yes."

Immediately, everything turned black.

Better yet, he couldn't feel his fingers—or anything else, for that matter.

All he could do was think.

Don't tell me it's going to be some bullshit endurance quest... Rael shivered.

But it seemed like he was wrong as in the next moment, he regained all feeling.

Of course, that wasn't all, as his eyesight finally recovered and he was able to see the world around him.

It was a wasteland, with a dark, starless sky and a single massive red moon above.

There weren't any corpses like last time, but if Rael knew any better, then shit wasn't going to be easy.

Just as he was in the middle of looking around, a system pop-up appeared, startling him.

<Find The Beast - Part 2: Escape the Depths!>

Escape the what now...? Rael's brows furrowed, as an ominous feeling welled up inside him.

Something didn't feel right, but he just didn't know what.

That was until a pair of footsteps resounded from behind him, making him turn with his Violin Blade in hand.

However, his eyes widened upon seeing the individual, as it was no monster.

Instead, it was another human.

An old man, cane in hand, and a shitty posture.

"Hmm...? One more?" the old man remarked, puzzled. "Last one was 5 years ago... how fascinating."

"While I wouldn't normally interrupt your incoherent rambling, could you tell me where we are?" Rael asked politely.

Could this be some unexplored area? Hard to tell...

The old man shook his head. "Call me Roger. And no, young man, I have no clue where we are, nor how we are supposed to leave."

"Roger..." Rael approached as the ominous feeling began to grow. "How long have you been in here?"

"Been here... Yes," Roger chuckled, nearly choking on his spit. "I don't remember, six years? No... twenty maybe?"

Rael's eyes widened, but just as he was about to ask something, Roger looked at him with a hopeless look.

"Welcome to what we call the Abyss, young man..." he trailed off, glancing Rael right in the eyes and flashing a grin.

"Congratulations... You're just as fucked as the rest of us now."