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Chapter 11 – Old Betty · Sep 29, 2026

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1 Chapter 1 – Suppression 2026-09-29
2 Chapter 2 – Contract 2026-09-29
3 Chapter 3 – Arrival 2026-09-29
4 Chapter 4 – Metal Stick 2026-09-29
5 Chapter 5 – Fantasy Land 2026-09-29
6 Chapter 6 – Chunks 2026-09-29
7 Chapter 7 – Vibrating Rod 2026-09-29
8 Chapter 8 – Ape Tactics 2026-09-29
9 Chapter 9 – Wolves 2026-09-29
10 Chapter 10 – The Hole 2026-09-29
11 Chapter 11 – Old Betty 2026-09-29
12 Chapter 12 – Prison 2026-09-29
13 Chapter 13 – Samson 2026-09-29
14 Chapter 14 – The City 2026-09-29
15 Chapter 15 – Learning 2026-09-29
16 Chapter 16 – First Proper Kill 2026-09-29
17 Chapter 17 – Narvonian Worm 2026-09-29
18 Chapter 18 – Cleaner 2026-09-29
19 Chapter 19 – Creature 2026-09-29
20 Chapter 20 – Going Back 2026-09-29
21 Chapter 21 – Body, Center, Mind, Soul 2026-09-29
22 Chapter 22 – The Team 2026-09-29
23 Chapter 23 – Horrendous Smell 2026-09-29
24 Chapter 24 – Tar Golem 2026-09-29
25 Chapter 25 – Incubator 2026-09-29
26 Chapter 26 – The Four Aspects of Power 2026-09-29
27 Chapter 27 – Paths to Power 2026-09-29
28 Chapter 28 – Do Your Job! 2026-09-29
29 Chapter 29 – Warrior 2026-09-29
30 Chapter 30 – Mom and Dad 2026-09-29
31 Chapter 31 – Day with Lancel 2026-09-29
32 Chapter 32 – Hill 2026-09-29
33 Chapter 33 – Black Wall 2026-09-29
34 Chapter 34 – Sulfur 2026-09-29
35 Chapter 35 – Four Requirements 2026-09-29
36 Chapter 36 – Mining Weapons 2026-09-29
37 Chapter 37 – First Trial 2026-09-29
38 Chapter 38 – Don’t Do Drugs 2026-09-29
39 Chapter 39 – Second Trial 2026-09-29
40 Chapter 40 – Third Trial 2026-09-29
41 Chapter 41 – Using Your Soul 2026-09-29
42 Chapter 42 – Basic Mage Stone 2026-09-29
43 Chapter 43 – Craftsmen’s Stone 2026-09-29
44 Chapter 44 – Level Three 2026-09-29
45 Chapter 45 – 15 Gates 2026-09-29
46 Chapter 46 – Ritual 2026-09-29
47 Chapter 47 – Fourth Trial 2026-09-29
48 Chapter 48 – Nemesis 2026-09-29
49 Chapter 49 – Easy or Hard? 2026-09-29
50 Chapter 50 – Hole 2026-09-29

Chapter 11: Chapter 11 – Old Betty

”Time for another nap,” Kyle said as he lay on his back.

Right now, Kyle was in a small dugout he had made in the turtleʼs thick neck.

He had no idea how long he had been eating.

He just knew that he ate, slept, ate, slept, ate some more, and slept some more.

When Kyle had started eating properly, he realized with astonishment that he could eat without end.

He wasnʼt hungry anymore, but he felt a bit peckish.

It was like all of the times he sat in front of his desk, working on his shady business and just snacking.

Kyle had already made several gigantic holes in the corpse with his drill.

He must have already eaten several cubic meters of pure turtle meat.

And he loved every single bite of it.

The meat just didnʼt seem to get old at all!

Some occasional drops of blood fell on him, but he had stopped giving a fuck about those a long time ago.

He was already covered in crusty blood.

The blood felt more like water by now.

Nothing had attacked Kyle while he was eating.

Most likely, the turtle had been a fearsome predator in these parts, and nothing dared to come close to its shell.

ʼYou know, fantasy land actually isnʼt all bad,ʼ Kyle thought before drifting off into sleep.

An unknown period of time later, Kyle awoke again.

ʼIʼm hungry,ʼ he thought before continuing to eat.

ʼThis is the life,ʼ he thought as he kept chewing on the turtle. ʼThis is like a fat fuckʼs wet dream. An infinite stomach and infinite food.ʼ

ʼSpeaking of,ʼ Kyle thought as he looked at this belly.

ʼI didnʼt gain any weight. In fact...ʼ

Kyleʼs eyes widened in pleasant surprise as he saw his defined six-pack.

ʼWow, I never had one of those! I mean, I do have muscles, but I could never see them!ʼ

ʼFuck, fantasy land is awesome! I get to look amazing by just eating a ton of meat!ʼ

Kyle yawned a moment later.

ʼIs it sleepy time already?ʼ he thought in confusion. ʼCanʼt be, right? I just woke up a couple of minutes ago!ʼ

Kyle yawned again in confusion, and his eyes started to close.

He tried to keep them open, but it was extremely difficult.

ʼHas it always been this misty in here?ʼ Kyle thought as he saw mist all around him.

ʼFuck!ʼ he thought as his eyes shot open. ʼThis is sleeping gas!ʼ

Kyle tried to shoot to his feet, but he could barely control his body and fell over.

His limbs felt so heavy, and he felt his eyes involuntarily rolling up into his skull as his eyelids closed.

His arms slowly moved before collapsing to the ground.

Kyle was out like a light.

”The Lilly Gas has been deployed,” a tall man wearing a green suit of leather armor told to the people behind him.

Behind him was a team of ten people. Eight of them were holding big carts behind them. These eight people only wore basic clothing.

The other two wore the same armor as the first guy.

”Alright, guys!” a tall man with black hair shouted to the eight people with the carts. ”Time to get to work!”

”Yes, sir!” the people shouted before moving their carts in front of the holes.

There were exactly eight holes on the ground level, which was the same number as the carts.

Everyone put on some masks made of wood that covered their faces.

Then, they walked inside.

Inside, they attached several ropes to the side of the shell before slowly descending.

”Guess sheʼs shy today,” one of them shouted. ”Her head is usually outside the hole.”

”Shut up and get to work, Barnaby!” another guy shouted. ”This is not a fun game!”

Barnaby just rolled his eyes and went into the hole.

Several of the men took out metallic rods.

After fumbling with them for a bit, the rods started to emit a faint light.

”Ah, there she is,” Barnaby commented as he saw the turtleʼs head about five meters below the surface.

”Ssshh!” one of the others shushed Barnaby.

While the Lilly Gas should keep the turtle sedated, they didnʼt want to tempt fate.

These eight people were not fighters.

They were just regular workers.

Sure, their bodies were quite athletic, but they couldnʼt even hope to fight this thing.

That was the job of the three people with armor who were waiting outside.

”Wait a second,” another guy said.

”Ssshh!” came a chorus of shushes.

”No, not ssshh!” the guy answered loudly before pointing down. ”Look at it! I donʼt think itʼs sleeping.”

The others looked down in shock.

This thing was awake?!

However, they quickly realized that wasnʼt the case.

When they saw the two gigantic wounds on its head, they immediately knew that it was dead.

And by the looks of things, it had been dead for an entire week, at least!

”Retreat!” one of them ordered. ”This is something for the hunters! The thing that killed Old Betty might still be here!”

The workers quickly scrambled up their ropes before running out of the shell.

When the hunters saw that, they readied for battle.

Did Old Betty wake up?

”Old Bettyʼs dead!” one of them shouted dramatically, falling to his knees in despair.

The others stopped and looked at the guy.

”Can you be serious for once in your life, Barnaby?!” one of them shouted.

”Itʼs dead?” one of the hunters asked, alarmed.

He quickly looked to the other two hunters, who nodded in wordless communication.

The three of them had been a team for years, and they didnʼt need to talk to know what the other one was thinking.

One of them easily jumped on top of the turtle shell and pulled out a long green bow.

The other two readied their long polearms and walked into the shell.

They carefully looked into the hole, and when they didnʼt immediately see anything beside the corpse, they took out some things and attached them to their hands and feet.

These things were long spikes meant for climbing rock.

With their power, it wasnʼt hard to stab these claws into hard rock.

The two of them slowly descended as the hunter on top of the shell kept an eye on the surroundings.

When they reached the head, they looked closely at it.

The two of them shared a quick glance.

Whatever had killed this thing had to be very powerful.

These wounds were gigantic!

One of them kept his polearm ready, while the other one put his polearm away before taking out a sword.

The one with the sword descended first while the other one kept his back clear.

As they descended a bit more, they heard the faint sound of breathing.

One of them communicated to the other that he would investigate, and the other one nodded.

The man followed the sound of the breathing, ready for battle.

He slowly turned his head and looked at the place where the breathing came from.

A moment later, his body moved back in surprise, and the other one clenched his polearm more tightly.

The first guy just waved his arm to tell the other guy not to worry and to approach.

He did just that, and when he saw the origin of the breathing, he blinked a couple of times in surprise.

Inside a big hole in the turtle was a dirty, stinky, and grimy man.

He was sleeping.

One of them gestured downward.

They didnʼt know where this guy came from, but it was possible that there was something else down there.

Over the next three minutes, they checked everything inside the hole, including the shit pit.

Sadly, or luckily, they didnʼt find anything else.

”You think it was the human?” one of them asked in a whisper.

”Seems like it.”

The first guy looked at all the huge holes in Old Bettyʼs body.

”He must have one hell of an appetite,” he commented.

”Must be half-dwarf,” the other one answered.

The two of them climbed to take a look at Kyle again.

When the first guy saw how peacefully Kyle slept, he narrowed his eyes in anger.

”His coin purse better match his appetite. Narvonian Worms are worth a fortune,” he said.

”Heʼs naked, and we didnʼt find any clothes anywhere,” the other one said. ”I donʼt think he has any money.”

”I believe we have a freeloader on our hands, but more importantly, are you sure it was him that killed it? He seems a bit... weak.”

The second hunter narrowed his eyes and approached Kyle.

A moment later, he lightly squeezed Kyleʼs biceps.

”Early Squire,” he said with surprise.

The other one opened his eyes in shock. ”Early Squire? He couldnʼt have killed Old Betty, right?”

At that point, the first hunter noticed something lying beside Kyle.

He took it into his hand and showed it to his colleague.

”A mining rod?” the other guy asked.

The first guy turned the gem, and the drill turned on.

”Theoretically,” he said before turning the drill off again, ”you could kill Old Betty with this. It would just be very hard.”

The two of them looked at Kyle again.

An Early Squire killed Old Betty with a fucking mining rod.

This guy must be a powerful warrior!

”Keep him sedated,” the first hunter said. ”I donʼt want him to wake up until weʼre back in the town. We donʼt know what this guy is capable of.”

The other one nodded.

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