Number One Dungeon Supplier



When Zeru left the System Rider, so did the borrowed powers of Genbu leaving Jin. It immediately caused all the strain that Zeru had caused to Jin and so was the accumulated toll of the damage that his body had taken when Genbu's System Rider powers dissipated. 

Jin literally fell to the ground unable to move and he too was in the same position as Number Four, spewing blood. The only difference was that the healing pain worms inside him were making it worse for him despite them healing him to the best of their abilities. 

Old Flammet on the other hand was able to use the opportunity that Zeru gave to send the laser sword that was on the Mechanoid Armour and stabbed it through Gerrad. His friend tried to get out of it but Old Flammet did not give any quarters as he put the huge rifle's barrel at Gerrad's head and pressed the trigger. 

"Thank you and sorry." Gerrad suddenly said as he smiled through the broken void face that he had. Old Flammet could retract that trigger nor could he change the direction of the rifle barrel in time. The shot went through, bursting Gerrad's head into a squeezed cherry. 

Master Mecha Smith stopped and tear involuntarily but controlled his emotions a little before getting out of the Mechanoid Armour and checking on Jin. The Masked Announcer came down and saw the shitshow that had happened. He snapped his fingers and the treasure box was right beside them.

"Come back when you have healed. I will talk to all of you once you are fit and clear of mind." The Three Winged Angel said and opened a portal that did not need them to walk all the back. The Mechanoid Porters who were hiding at one corner of this sand wasteland started to pick up the unused containers and followed Old Flammet who had carried Jin with him back through the portal. (Yes, the porters took the treasure box too.) 

But as Old Flammet returned to the dungeon entrance with Jin, the latter was still in so much pain, there was no way he could even walk properly, and touching him would cause his internal wounds to fester even more.

"What happened?" Lynn asked as she saw Jin in such a state.

"No idea, he turned to this weird black swordsman who had strikes like illusory flower petals coming out and suddenly Jin became like this when he got off from that Armoured Rider act he does." Old Flammet said and Lynn understood what the Mecha Smith was saying. 

"It's okay, I can handle him. Please rest Master Flammet. Your eyes are red." Lynn said as she carried Jin even though he was so much in pain, he could not sound it out. 

"System, how bad are his injuries?" Lynn asked as she took out his shirt and checked that his wounds were blistering on the surface despite the worms' desperate attempt to fix them.

"Zeru used a trans dimension sword technique which should not be used unless the User is of a higher grade. With his current grade, he could have died but Zeru knew that Jin would survive because of the internal healing that he had." 

"What is this trans dimension sword technique?" 

"It is moving at a speed of light that it looked as if the sword was able to transcend into another reality. If it was merely a trans dimension slash, the User's body would not be in such a state. The problem is that Zeru utilised a series of slashes to make it look as if it created an invisible web of blades that would continuously cut the enemy if they did not get out of it because the slash would always be there until the energy residual dissipates." 

"So, in order to do that to kill the enemy in the fastest possible way, it was at the expense of the User's health. Otherwise, Bellator Zeru would not have any other techniques available to defeat the boss at such a boss strength that could only be defeated if Jin was at least Grade 10-12." 

"I …can explain." Jin wanted to give his explanation but all he could do was wrangle in pain. "Just give me some time." 

"How much time does he need to heal?" 

"The System believed that it would take at least two days for the muscles that had been broken completely to be healed." 

"This Jin… always worries people." Lynn took a deep breath and slowly transferred her generated Maqi into him, hoping to soothe the pain a little more. But in actual fact, the Maqi that seeped into the muscles agitated the worms to work even harder, causing Jin to scream in agony. Lynn had no choice but to stop and ask the System if there was anything that could be done.

"No, it's best to leave Jin alone and let him deal with the pain. Only when the pain withers down, the muscles had joined, inserting Maqi would be a better solution." 

"Lynn, don't worry. This is normal for me. It's the price to pay for utilising such a display of strength." Jin huffed and puffed to speak the sentences in full before he continued to be in pain. 

"Why do you always do this to yourself? Is this really worth it?" 

"As long as I am not dead, it's fine. Besides. This gains us an audience with the Three Winged Angel. Also, see to Gramps. He just killed his arrgghh best friend on the battlefield." Jin said and told Lynn to worry about Old Flammet instead. 

"The System will explain more." Lynn eventually listened to the System's story and understood what was going on. With Jin's permission, she left and checked on Old Flammet who was actually right outside the room where Jin was resting.

"The System told you all about it?" Old Flammet said and Lynn nodded her head, opened her arms, and told the Master Mechasmith to come forward. She gave him a gentle hug and it allowed him to finally shed the tears that he was unable to do so just now. The rest of the Mechanoids and Nie saw from a distance what was happening and decided to give Old Flammet some space for him to cry in private with Lynn consoling him. 

It was a victory but it was not a pleasant one.