Weapon Creation And Extra Skills

Two months had already passed since I began repeatedly killing myself and defeating the boss.

I had finally reached a realm that only a handful of adventurers could ever hope to enter.

My current total attribute points stood at 10,310, equivalent to those of a level 1,000 adventurer.

Incidentally, I should also take a look at the newly acquired skill, Sleep Enhancement.

It was a skill I had never seen before, but judging from its description, it apparently improved my recovery rate during sleep.

I wasn’t entirely sure why I had acquired this skill… My guess was that I had fulfilled certain conditions because my body recovered while I was unconscious whenever Infinite Regeneration activated.

Well, compared to Poison Resistance, it wasn’t a particularly important ability.

There was no need to think too deeply about it.

“If anything, the real problem is… this.”

As I muttered those words, my gaze fell upon my HP and MP values.

“Since I’ve practically stopped leveling up, these two are the only things that haven’t improved much. And I can’t allocate SP to HP or MP…”

As a result, I was now in a rather unbalanced state, with all my other attributes comparable to those of a level 1,000 adventurer, while my HP and MP remained at around level 40.

At this rate, even Sleep Enhancement wouldn’t be able to demonstrate its full potential.

More importantly, if I fought an opponent in the same level range—namely, the Necro Demon—there was a high chance that a single unexpected blow would kill me.

“Looks like it’ll still be a long time before I can challenge the Necro Demon.”

I needed to create such an overwhelming difference in our attributes that my low HP would no longer matter.

With that in mind, I once again steeled my resolve to continue killing myself.

A few days later, during a battle against Black Fang.

With a sharp, high-pitched crack, the dagger in my hand snapped clean off at the base of its blade.

“…I guess it was finally reaching the limit of its durability.”

However, this might be a bit of a problem.

Of course, my bare hands were more than enough to defeat Black Fang, but the same couldn’t be said when it came to killing myself.

Without my dagger, I could no longer use my usual method of stabbing myself in the heart.

“Stabbing straight through my own chest with my bare hands would be way too terrifying, and I probably couldn’t do it in the first place…”

I needed to come up with some kind of solution.

As I pondered the problem, my eyes fell upon Black Fang’s corpse.

“That’s it! I can use Black Fang’s bones to make a dagger!”

After being defeated, monsters were absorbed by the dungeon if their bodies were left unattended for a while.

However, any parts collected by adventurers were exempt from this rule and could be used as materials for weapons and magic items.

Having come up with the idea, I decided to make a dagger right there on the spot.

“I’ve never done any blacksmithing before, so I’ll have to figure things out as I go…”

Even simply shaping a bone into a blade required a certain amount of tools and skill.

I picked up what had been the blade of my dagger just moments earlier, pinching it between my thumb and index finger.

“For now, I guess I’ll use this to carve the bone into the shape of a blade.”

After muttering those words, I swung the broken blade at one of Black Fang’s bones.

Thanks to my Attack Power attribute, the blade sliced through the bone without the slightest resistance.

As a result, I successfully fashioned a single blade shaped like a dagger.

“I haven’t even heat-treated it or anything, so it’s pretty crude in terms of durability, sharpness, and everything else… But I guess it’ll do for temporary use?”

If it broke right away, I could simply make another one.

After all, I had an endless supply of materials here.

“Well then, let’s put it to use…”

Using the freshly crafted bone dagger, I stabbed myself in the chest.

Another month passed after that.

I ended up acquiring a skill called 【Pact of Self-Sacrifice】, something I had never even heard of before.