Demon Hunter and His Cabin

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Simple Forest-Edge Cabin:

Level: 1

A rudimentary dwelling that satisfies only the basic necessities of life, with no furniture other than a bed.

Special area—Study, now open.

Trophy showcase area, now open.

Battle loot bonus: Hut defensive power increased, and it now has a degree of self-repair ability.

Within the range of the dwelling, the hunter's physical constitution will slightly improve.

Energy-recovering wooden bed: No matter how exhausted, as long as you rest on it for more than six hours, you can be invigorated and once again become the female sorceress's harvester.

Concentration-boosting study: While in the study, your learning ability will increase substantially. A powerful Demon Hunter should be, cough cough, not only a female sorceress's harvester but also an expert well-versed in various fields of knowledge.

New area opened.

Space in the cabin is limited; the new area cannot be displayed, please consider relocating as soon as possible.

And then there's the timeless reminder.

Please upgrade as soon as possible to unlock more features.

Seeing the space limitation warning above, Roger couldn't help but have a grimace on his face; he was just about to explore the new features to see if they could enhance his strength.

However...

From the current situation, the upgraded cabin had become much more robust than before. Now he needed to rest on the bed for only 6 hours to be fully energized and physically recovered.

And it was foreseeable that with further upgrades to the cabin, this time could be further reduced.

In the future, this could save him a lot of rest time.

The upgraded study also revealed new functions, and Roger went into the study to try them out.

As soon as he sat at the desk, his attention automatically entered a state of concentration. He compared it with a Concentration Potion and found the study's enhancement effect was significantly inferior.

However, this type of improvement, being sustainable and without side effects, is indeed highly effective for studying and research, as described.

If it could be upgraded multiple times in the future, it may very well reach the level of a Concentration Potion.

After undergoing the Green Grass Trial, Demon Hunters undergo special modifications. They lead long lives, with many appearing young but actually being over 100 years old.

The lengthy years have bestowed them with both rich experience and extensive learning, which, like strength, are equally important.

The first cabin upgrade was achieved through submitting battle loot, and Roger was not sure whether this was just one way to upgrade, or the only way.

Additionally, he noticed the mention of contribution rate regarding the acquisition of battle loot; the killing blow on the Murloc Leader came from Kant's rifle.

Yet, without Roger's crucial strike at the right moment, Kant would never have been able to hit the enemy's head.

He was still unclear about how increasing contribution rate might affect the acquisition of loot and whether these effects would impact the rewards after upgrading.

Facing this product with no clear direction, Roger could only rely on his own summaries and conclusions.

The night passed quietly in Roger's random musings.

There were no Murloc attacks, nor any other incidents. Roger stared with bloodshot eyes, clutching his iron axe until dawn came.

It was only when the sun rose that he finally let out a long sigh of relief, hastily stuffed some things away, and then collapsed onto the bed.

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He was too tired.

After using the Concentration Potion, his body had entered a state of overdraft, and normal sleep simply couldn't make up for this deficit.

But given the circumstances at the time, he could only force himself to rest briefly before mustering up the energy to tidy up.

He had stayed up all night again yesterday and naturally reached the point of extreme exhaustion.

He slept until the afternoon, and when he woke up, his vitality was replenished once again.

As a treat to himself, he caught two fish, which he ate with canned food and some dried vegetables, enjoying the most sumptuous meal since arriving on the island.

After eating, he rested for a while, then instead of going out, he entered the study and opened the Soul Transference Book.

This kind of mysterious item, in the form of a book, was often incredibly precious, and it was only after he opened it that he realized the book was written in a language he did not understand.

However, underneath this language, there was an annotation in English, which was why Kant could use the formation described therein.

In the bottom right corner of the page, there was a small triangular symbol, which was composed of three even smaller triangles.

Each triangle had a different color, presumably representing different meanings.

Three Holy Spirits—Roger remembered this name.

This book belonged to a woman named Ivy, and her translation of it was incomplete, skipping over many parts and seemingly interpreting it selectively.

Besides the Transformation Ceremony mentioned by Kant, there was also a hand-drawn map on the last page of the book.

Roger was not familiar with nautical charts, but after comparing them, he was certain that the key location on the map was the very island he currently resided on.

50 nautical miles from the island was the mysterious region that Ivy and Kant had once visited.

As for that place, Roger currently had no interest in it whatsoever.

He now desperately wished to stay far away from all these strange matters. Wouldn't it be wonderful if the world were made up only of ordinary people, where he could thrive relying on his modest home?

He wasn't like Jack Camel, who could simply reload a save after dying—his life was his own.

Sometimes being cautious wasn't a bad thing. Maybe when he was stronger, he could consider visiting the place.

The Soul Transference Book was obviously a magical tome. After Roger completed his perusal, the book dissembled in his hands and reappeared on the bookshelf.

It seemed that the study had absorbed it automatically, turning it into part of the cabin, so Roger no longer had to worry about the book being discovered by prying eyes and causing trouble.

Over the next few days, Roger continued the excellent tradition of sleeping during the day and working at night. He scoured the entire island once more and finally gathered the materials for two more batches of Concentration Potion.

He consumed one of them and then combined it with the Body Strengthening Technique for another round of practice, carefully preserving the other dose.

Past experiences had proven that this stuff could save his life at critical moments.

After several more rounds of practice, his physical condition continued to improve steadily, and he also took time to practice basic combat fighting.

As for other training methods, there had been no additions in the study, and Roger wasn't sure if it was because the level of the hut wasn't high enough, or because his own training was inadequate, preventing the unlocking of the next stage of training methods.

In all honesty, after this battle, he fully recognized the importance of skill. If it wasn't for cheating, he couldn't possibly be a match for Kant.

So it went, Roger repeating the monotonous life alone on the island, until the afternoon of the fifth day after the great fire when he was conditioning his body in the open space in front of the wooden hut.

From afar, he saw a speck approaching the island.

The long-awaited supply ship had finally arrived.

He knew that only by getting through this ordeal would he be able to say goodbye to the island once and for all.