Actually, there was nothing to think about deeply.
Hans died.
The connection was completely lost, so I couldn’t even summon back.
As I meditated and tried out various skills, I came to realize a few more things about “Avatar”.
If an avatar dies, it will be able to regenerate after a certain period of time.
The newly created avatar becomes a new entity with everything previously accumulated initialized.
The individual who died this time was only exercising hard for a few days, so there’s nothing particularly regrettable, but I couldn’t help but feel a bitter taste in my mouth.
Now it was time to determine the cause.
Why did Hans, who was in a safe village, die?
Even in the deepest of sleeps, at a moment when you don’t even realize that you’re dead?
‘Well, it’s an obvious problem if you think about it.’
If there had simply been an external attack, it would have been detected somehow.
So what could have been the problem?
‘That old man···.’
I ground my teeth without realizing it.
I thought I was lucky.
In the dangerous forest, I only encountered one leopard, which I managed to take down. There was a small village nearby, and the village chief I met there treated me kindly.
It was certainly a bit complacent.
It was our first time meeting in a land we knew nothing about.
They are not the harmless NPCs you see in the game when you meet them in town.
But that doesn’t mean we can just be on guard and keep counting the days.
No matter what anyone says, weren’t we the ones who went first and received the favor?
‘What did you do? Did you put some kind of drug in the drink? A sleeping pill? But I didn’t feel anything unusual until I fell asleep…’
Even though he shared the alcohol with the village chief, he didn’t show any special reaction even after a long time had passed since he started drinking it.
Could it be that I’m just misunderstanding something, or that something unexpected happened…
match!
I stopped thinking that far and slapped myself to come to my senses.
Actually, the damage I saw wasn’t that big.
It was all Hans’s hard work over the past few days, the food he had spent on it, and the belongings he had sent with him but lost.
Rather, it was a great achievement to lose Hans before he suffered any greater damage, which allowed me to learn more about “Avatar”.
But that doesn’t mean I can remain complacent and think positively forever.
Aren’t the statistics proving that the average return rate in this world is 20%?
Even just from what I experienced this time, if it hadn’t been for the Avatar that passed, I would have died less than two days after going to another world and everything would have been over.
Now it was time to think about how to respond.
Should I send another avatar? The other world transmission line also has a one-day cooldown, so it is not possible right now.
In the first place, I am reluctant to send them back to a place where I don’t know what dangers might still exist.
Send somewhere else? The only places you can send with the transmission line are the places your previous avatar passed through.
Even though it is far from the village, it is still dangerous in the middle of the forest.
It was a time when I was feeling anxious and unsure of what to do.
···I reconnected with the avatar from another world.
***
The first thing I heard was the village chief’s voice.
“Tsk… I thought he was a useful guy, but he turned out to be a total mess.”
“That’s true. The fact that he passed through the Forest of Demons alone and the way he worked made him seem like he had some kind of knack for it.”
“It’s just an Elite Skeleton. I guess my expectations were too high. I’ll leave now.”
“Yes, Master.”
The voice of the village chief, who had been talking to someone, gradually grew distant, and then the sound of the door locking was heard.
I let out a sigh as I relaxed my stiff body, perhaps because I had become tense without realizing it.
“Just—”
No, it was just my mood.
When I realized it, my stiff body didn’t relax and I couldn’t even sigh.
It was a moment when I slowly lowered my gaze to check my physical condition.
《The entity’s race value has been changed to ‘Undead’. The special skill ‘Corrupted Heart’ is acquired.》
I stared blankly at the phrase that appeared before my eyes, then lowered my head again and examined my body.
Here was the human skeleton model I saw in the health room when I was in school.
I took another closer look. I lifted the arm bone and examined the space between the ribs.
And I came to a conclusion.
‘You don’t have a heart…?’
“Corrupt heart”, you say?
I grumbled about the uniform naming that didn’t take into account the characteristics of the individual and sorted out the situation.
The village chief was a necromancer, who murdered me and resurrected my corpse as an undead.
And ‘Hans’ became an elite skeleton, a moving skeleton.