[Name]: Great Jagras
[Species]: Fang Wyvern
[Type]: Dark
[Rarity]: 3
[Level]: 26 (118 / 1586)
[Trait]: Voracious Hunger — When its belly is empty, it is immune to Intimidate-type effects.
Skills:
Powerful Digestion (Rarity 2) — Proficient (642 / 1000)
Can secrete massive digestive fluids to speed digestion; can spit them to corrode enemies.
Monster Blood — Thin (Rarity 3) — Proficient (390 / 1500)
A diluted but potent bloodline that grants the beast enormous vitality. A hallmark of large monsters.
Monster Strength — Basic (Rarity 3) — Proficient (332 / 4500)
Primary bodily reinforcement: grants solid boosts to physical attributes.
Roll (Rarity 2) — Adept (331 / 2500)
Uses its massive body to roll, dealing significant area damage.
Big Swallow (Rarity 3) — Proficient (309 / 4500)
Devours prey whole; synergizes with Roll and Powerful Digestion.
Pounce & Bite (Rarity 2) — Adept (541 / 2500)
Uses crushing bite force to shred opponents.
A perfectly ordinary stat block on the surface.
What made Bai Chen frown, however, was the thin monster blood skill.
"That's similar to Nergigante's Elder-Dragon Blood," he murmured.
This trait—this steady, strengthening current in a monster's veins—was something he'd never seen in the Pokémon he'd fought.
A thicker life-force meant thicker blood, and thicker blood meant fights that bled into true, brutal messes: far beyond polite sparring.
The Great Jagras charged with a savage snarl.
Bai Chen glanced at the smith beside him and said flatly:
"Smith—first rule of survival in this world: never be kind to a monster that shows you its fangs."
This was the New World—this was their world.
Here, beasts did not perform courteous duels; they tore, they swallowed, they ate to live.
Politeness would only get you eaten.
The wyvern closed the distance.
Bai Chen gathered every ounce of power into his hands.
He clasped his fists and raised them high.
When the Great Jagras was two meters away, Bai Chen struck.
"Move: Close Combat!"
His gauntleted fists smashed down on the wyvern's skull with bone-breaking force.
BOOM—!
The many-ton creature's hindquarters flipped into the air.
It arced over them like a hulking crescent and crashed to the ground a short distance away—concussed, limp, and unconscious.
A month earlier, Bai Chen would have fled at the sight of this monster.
Now, this creature did not even deserve to make him draw his sword.
At that moment, the system pushed a fresh mission notification into his vision.
[Hunt Quest Issued — Hunt the first Danger-2 Large Monster]
[Objective]: Capture or slay the Great Jagras
[Failure]: Great Jagras escapes
[Reward]: Skill EXP (free allocation) × 10,000; Rarity-3 Skill Reinforcement Stone × 1
Bai Chen's eyes brightened.
He was sure the wyvern didn't deserve ten thousand free skill EXP and a rarity-3 enhancement stone—this felt like a precious first from the system.
If the system craved it, then letting the monster go felt wasteful.
He crouched beside the wyvern's stunned head and listened to the rules of hunters—because hunters did not hunt on a whim.
"We're not allowed to hunt at will," he mused.
"Stealing a hunt gets you branded a poacher. Guild knights will arrest and punish you."
Hunting could be lawful only in three cases:
First, when the Guild issues a formal contract.
Second, when an unruly large monster intrudes during a sanctioned hunt, a hunter may respond.
Third—during sanctioned exploration into unknown territory for the sake of efficiency.
"And none of those apply now," he said, frowning.
He almost decided to scold the presumptuous wyvern and let it go.
But the reward was generous.
And as he pondered, a new idea flared.
"Quick—get me strong ropes!" he told the smith with a grin.
At the Astera Headquarters—far from the forest—things were less dramatic but no less curious.
The Commander reviewed the dossiers on his desk.
One file read: Fifth Expedition — Recommended Members.
At the top of the page: Bai Chen.
"Name: Knight from the mysterious Mashana Village," the Commander read aloud.
"An odd recruit—no assigned chronicler owing to irregular behavior."
The Commander skimmed the records imported from the Old World.
The Fifth Expedition was the Guild's pride: the largest, strongest exploration team, filled with elite monster hunters.
Among them, the Recommended Group was hand-picked talents who normally required no trials—recruited directly by the Guild.
Yet when the Commander flipped through Bai Chen's mission logs—
Every page was filled with trivial tasks. Gathering mushrooms. Hunting small prey. Odd little errands.
"Strange," he muttered.
"A Recommended member spends days collecting mushrooms?"
It wasn't that gathering rare fungi was worthless; the base depended on such resources.
But this recruit was behaving like a man bringing a hunting blade to cut tofu—odd, off-key.
The last mission Bai Chen had taken, a month ago?
A mushroom-gathering task.
On the day he left, he had created a small legend in the mess hall—proclaimed the hungriest hunter in the history of the Weapons & Lynx tavern.
"Has he… died while gathering mushrooms?" the Commander wondered, eyebrow raised.
He prepared to launch a rescue when a panting hunter burst through the door.
"Commander! Disturbance at the west gate!"
"A monster attack on the gate?" the Commander asked calmly.
"No—no. It's… a man in a knight's armor, sir. He's brought a Great Thief Dragon—estimated twelve meters long—dragging it by hand."
The Commander's brow tightened.
"That's odd. What's the issue?"
"He's pulling it—by hand, sir."
The Commander stared, both puzzled and incredulous.
Hunters were strong—but enough to drag a multi-ton beast with their bare grip? Extremely rare.
"Has the Chief returned?" someone guessed.
"No—it's not him. You should go see for yourself."
Back in the clearing, Bai Chen looked at the motionless wyvern.
He felt the system task thrumming in his head: capture or slay.
He felt the Guild rules—etched into every hunter's heart.
And then he grinned.
"We're not poaching," he said softly.
"We're recruiting."
He set to work: strong ropes, crafted snares, and clever knots—tools for containment over slaughter.
The New World demanded respect for life and for balance—sometimes that balance was kept by binding rather than killing.
As hunters scurried on the horizon and the Astera base buzzed with whispered reports, Bai Chen smiled at the absurdity of his own life.
Recommended recruit who picks mushrooms, he thought, chuckling.
And now—recommended recruit who drags a wyvern by hand.
The Great Jagras, stunned and bound, was the beginning of a very strange chapter indeed.
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