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Chapter Three Hundred and Fifty-three. Working through the problems.

"We have confirmation?" Elania asked.

"Yes, from the Queen herself," Taylor replied.

"I'd thought it would actually take longer for the first person on Earth to reach tier eight," Elania muttered.

"The Queen took her position as a symbol to delve continuously, demonstrating that she could protect her citizen...

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Chapter Three Hundred and Fifty-two. How can I name it if I don't know what's in there.

"I can't even," Jessica shook her head, the normally loquacious blonde at a loss for words.

"I want to ask both how, and maybe more importantly, why?" Amanda said as she eyed Bob's Eternal Servants.

"They eat leaves," Mike said suspiciously. "I saw it in a documentary once. The leaves ar...

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Chapter Three Hundred and Fifty-one. We're doing this.

Bob left the meeting with the King of Greenwold in a daze.

Out of everything he'd been afraid the King might want to talk to him about, he hadn't seen this coming.

The problem was, the King was right.  Bob owed him.

He could argue that the King got the better end of the deal, convincing so many people f...

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Chapter Three Hundred and Fifty. Long live the King.

I feel compelled once again to ensure that all of those reading understand the King of Greenwold's voice is that of Burn Notice era Bruce Campbell.  His majesty cannot properly be appreciated otherwise.

"Your Majesty," Bob nodded deeply.

"I'm glad to see you've progressed enough to escape your self i...

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Chapter Three Hundred and Forty-Nine. Explanations and tasty treats.

"I cannot stress strongly enough the importance of keeping your Mana Sight spell at its maximum level," a male voice instructed.

Huron had guided Bob deeper into the Church, and they were nearing a set of double doors.

"While Shadowmancy lacks both effective combat or utility spells, as a ritualist, it is of equal...

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Chapter Three Hundred and Forty-Eight. Going down the list.

Bob could count the number of times, as an adult, that he'd wanted to hurt another human being on his digits without having to take off his shoes. Or even unzip his pants. Despite wading through oceans of monster blood and viscera, he considered himself a peaceful man. He'd rather walk away from a situation that made him upse...

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Chapter Three Hundred and Forty-Seven. Out of the Dungeon.

Bob had always loved the practice of physics.  It was one of the main reasons he'd ended up at Fermi, where he could actually utilize the particle accelerator.  He was willing to work on the theoretical side of the fence, but what little he'd enjoyed of his time at Fermi had been those moments when he could...

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Chapter Three Hundred and Forty-Six. So. Many. Monsters.

"Bob's level twenty," Jessica reported as she looked at her tablet.

"Shit, it's going to take us a while to catch up," Dave sighed.

"It took us just under three months to cap tier seven," Amanda reminded them.  "We're doing just fine."

"I need a break, though," Jessica complained.

"No bre...

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Chapter Three Hundred and Forty-Five. Absolute Units and dealing in non-absolutes.

Congratulations! You have reached your second personal threshold!  You may select one of the following bonuses.

Reduce the cost of a single spell or skill by 8%

Reduce the cost of all the skills or spells in a single school by 4%

Increase the va...

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Chapter Three Hundred and Forty-Four. Trebor unleashed.

Barrage.  This skill reduces the value of any spell it is applied to by fifty percent, while producing the effect of the spell three times.  This skill doubles the cost of the spell it is applied to.  For each personal threshold reached, the user may increase the base cost of the spell being modified by...

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Chapter Three Hundred and Forty-Three. All about that grind.

Summon Mana-Infused Object was sort of an odd spell. The hardness of the material was determined by his spellcasting value, but it was also determined by how large the object he summoned was. Stainless steel silverware hadn't been a problem, despite his spellcasting value not being quite up to the task, but a block o...

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Chapter Three Hundred and Forty-Two. Overpowered.

I don't have a good way to include my beloved tables.  I sent another email to Patreon's support team, but given their radio silence on the matter over the past year, I don't hold out much hope for a fix.  I'm considering throwing up the spreadsheets I use for character sheets so you guys can see them.  Any...

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Chapter Three Hundred and Forty-One. Coming together.

Typing with a missing fingernail (or the last third of it anyway) is not fun.  Do not recommend.  Also, my mother's Feline Overlord crossed the Rainbow Bridge yesterday afternoon.  Rest in peace and catnip, Catsley, you had a good fifteen years.

More System windows.


Bob ...

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Chapter Three Hundred and Forty. Finally on the right path.

Sorry folks, I tore up the nail bed on my ring finger, which made typing a delicate and at times, painful, process.

Also, these next few chapters will abound with System windows.

Bob sent his Effect Over Time UtahRaptor, which would last all of twenty seconds, through the portal.  A...

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Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty-nine. Grinding up while the world keeps spinning.

Bob had to remind himself that maniacal cackling was villainous behaviour and shouldn't be indulged in. It was just hard to resist as he watched his three UtahRaptors tearing through the Gwarli patrol.

His glee was tempered by the fact that the Gwarli he was facing were now level eight and had been provided pat...

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Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty-Eight. Time to grind.

"Baby pull me closer in the backseat of your rover, that I know you can't afford like that tattoo on your shoulder," Jessica sang, "Pull the sheets right off the corner of the mattress that you stole from your roommate back in boulder, we ain't ever getting older!"

"Really, Jessi?" Amanda asked as she ...

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Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty-Seven. GW Please don't sue me.

The whole change to natural Dungeons had its ups and downs, but if Bob had to point to one single aspect of that change that annoyed him, it was that the Dungeon didn't change as you leveled. Sure, the monsters would become more powerful, adding new abilities as you leveled up that you'd have to account for, but that was it. ...

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Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty-six. Laying the foundations.

The thing about Systemless casting was that it took effort.  You had to visualize the pattern, push your mana out to form it, adjusting for the fluctuations in the ambient mana, then energize the spell.  Some spells were simpler than others, while some locations offered less interference from the local mana.

C...

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Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty-Five. Planning and overdue conversations.

"Well, I suppose it could be worse," Bob sighed, then frowned as he did the math.  "It is pretty bad, though."

His end reward for completing the Dungeon had been one hundred and twenty mana crystals, instead of six hundred.

Jake had picked up another three levels, and was now level seven.  The difference...

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Murderous Savages. Chapter Three. Burn motherfucker, burn!

'You have entered the Rift ENAGASMNPNE163. This Rift contains three hundred and eight creatures between levels one and three. You may exit the Rift at any time. Kill ten creatures to receive a reward. Kill one hundred creatures to receive a reward. Kill all creatures to receive a reward.'

Steven had ent...

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Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty-Four. Organic beings are stupid.

System Updating to revision 3.0238b

While the System is perfect, it must exist in an imperfect multiverse.  In universes where there are no sapient beings, there have been no anomalous issues, providing evidence that the System is indeed perfect, and all faults are user inflicted.<...

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Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty-Three. The gathering storm.

"We were starting to get worried about you, yeah?" Jessica said as Bob emerged from the Hidden Dungeon.

"I'm fine," Bob replied, reaching over to rub Monroe's cheek.  The super sized floofer was so tall that there wasn't much reaching down involved.

"I knew it would take longer because of the reduced killing ...

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Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty-Two. So it begins...

Another chapter run through prowritingaid.  It seems like it's catching my grammatical errors, misspellings, and abuse of the common comma.  At least it isn't making it worse, which was what grammarly was doing.


Bob let out a cough as he equipped his Living Stone Scalemail.  The armor ...

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Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty-One. Divine. Feline. Overlord.

New Achievement.

Progenitor.

You are the first user of your species to evolve beyond your own limitations.  You have blazed a trail for your species to follow, burdening them with purpose.  Your own excellence allowed you to select multiple affinities, one of whi...

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Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty. Doubts and considerations.

So, the past two chapters have been benefited from the use of prowritingaid, a replacement for grammarly.  It seems to be doing the job of finding my grammatical errors, and it has the benefit of actually working, something grammarly hasn't done for over six months.  The downside is that is very cumbersome to us...

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Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty-Nine. C-c-changes.

"Took you long enough," Mike grumbled, rising the from the table.

Bob looked around, pleased to see that they had put the clubhouse back in order.

"I saw you converted the Dungeon over," Eddi said, bouncing on the balls of his feet.  "What was that like?"

"Pretty simple," Bob replied.  "It asked me...

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Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty-Eight. Revisiting the Hidden Dungeon.

The crux of the issue was that it was never a good time to reincarnate.  There was always something hanging out in the background that would be nice to take care of first.  The list was long, and it just went on and on, with people adding to it at every turn.

He'd already delayed reincarnating for lon...

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Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty-Seven. Well, well, if it isn't the consequences of my actions!

“So, we’ve been moving around looking for a likely planet to settle down on, away from all the troubles on Earth and Thayland,” Bob explained.

“But space is vast, and the spell only guarantees that it won’t force you to appear inside of a planet, not that you’ll be anywhere near one,” Kellan surmised.

<...

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Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty-Six. Thou art crunchy, and taste good with ketchup.

Korldon Astaides, formerly the High Priest of the Church of Light, lay spread eagle in the center of the ritual circle. His screams had become dull rasps as his vocal chords frayed and snapped from the strain.

Kellan Garvades, Defender of Greenwold, Blessed of Vi'Radia, Sovereign of the Skies, was carefully carving line...

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Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty-Five. Home.

Naomeh looked at the mortals impassively, grateful that her form allowed her to conceal her emotions.

She hadn't expected the mortals to have any real knowledge of ascendancy, but they'd surprised her.  Bob's use of pure mana manipulation to dispel her Create Earth spell had been another surprise, and one that she ...

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