[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian":3,"chapter-surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-chapter-8":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Surviving the Game as a Barbarian",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1327586,1764,"Chapter 8","surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-chapter-8",8,"\u003Cp>Night Friend (1)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Im walking through a cave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, there's no wobbling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The character is wearing leather boots.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Total Item Level rises by +5.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boots almost fit. Thanks to that, I learned one more thing. Uncle's feet were too big for his height. Anyway, they're pretty sturdy, so stepping on a trap won't hurt as badly as it did the last time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The character has equipped a two-handed hammer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Total Item Level rises by +30.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This hammer is made of solid iron and is about 1m long. Uncle needed both hands, but I can swing it one-handed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The character is wearing shoulder guards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Total Item Level rises by +13.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steel pauldrons. I tied the laces a little loose and they fit just right. If I take off my jacket and put on just the pauldrons, I look like some ancient gladiator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The character is wearing a backpack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inventory expands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now I no longer need to store the blood-stained mana stones alongside the bread, and moving around is much less cumbersome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chomp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I take out some jerky and chew it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don't have much of it, but it tastes better than bread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I cut the rest with a knife and store it away so as to not get my drool all over it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On this second day, I have graduated from my primitive lifestyle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When you're thirsty, just drink some water from the water bottle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you want to know the direction, just take out your compass, and if you want to know the time, just take out your pocket watch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There's even a bottle of potion to help you cope with any possible injury in an emergency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Isn't it a little ironic?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That after killing a person, I became able to live a little more like one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bjorn Yandel\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Level: 1\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Body: 25 \u002F Mind: 37 (New +1) \u002F Ability: 1\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Item Level: 72 (New +48)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Combat Index: 81 (New +13)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smash was a good technique to use with a shield, but a proper weapon boasted a different level of power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Puff!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A goblin turned into motes of light and disappeared with just a single blow of my hammer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had I known this would happen, I would've just picked a weapon at the start. After all, wouldn't it have been fine if I just saved up money and bought the shield later?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, I didn't know at the time that I could fight so well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it because I transmigrated into the body of a barbarian?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I fought, I felt like my body didn't belong to me. It was easy to get used to it, but looking at this body that always exceeded expectations, I still couldn't help but exclaim my amazement now and then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm feeling drowsy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yawning, I picked up the two magic stones from the ground around me and put them in my bag.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the change that occurred on the second day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The goblins started coming in twos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps tomorrow, it would increase to three, and the same would continue until the labyrinth closed on the seventh day. Because that's how it was in the game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that sense, it wasn't particularly bad yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My combat power increased sharply with the new weapon, and thanks to the various consumables, my life instead became a little safer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Things were going pretty smoothly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Except for the fact that I keep closing my eyes.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From yesterday until now, I kept constantly moving and fighting the goblins. But I'd only gotten around ten minutes' worth of sleep, and one time I even fell asleep while standing up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I really wanted to sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn't even want any luxuries like a blanket or a pillow. I just wanted to squat down and take a nap, even if it was on the bare stone floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Really, if things carried on like this\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, fuck!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In my half-asleep state, I tripped over a stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thankfully, things didn't go as unluckily as was my usual. I would've been in real trouble had it been a trap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lets just get some sleep right here\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coming to a decision, I immediately leaned against the wall, with my shield and my hammer still in my hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though I didn't have any night friends by my side\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rather, this felt safer. If you're going to be ambushed anyway, goblins are better for that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You're more likely to live if you get stabbed with the little carving knives[1] they carry around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike your head being pulped with a hammer while lying down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Squelch\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Motherfucker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I woke up to the sound of footsteps that had already become familiar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even when there had been no hide nor hair of them when I'd stood vigilant for no less than four hours. Now that I was sleeping alone, one showed up right away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I could see why uncle told me not to drop my guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stubborn bastards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I immediately ran over and shoved the hammer into the goblin's head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Puff!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ga, gruck!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A total of two shits had been creeping up on me, but the other guy immediately bolted once he saw his friend being smashed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, go, go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don't even have the energy to follow you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, you bastards\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I checked the time, less than ten minutes had passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, I had no choice but to go back to the cave and keep hunting goblins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whenever I felt too tired and couldn't take it any longer, I leaned against the wall and got a few winks of sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were a few occasions while I dozed off that made me almost faint with surprise, but it was only twice that I felt like I had one foot in the grave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once, when I felt a presence and opened my eyes, some bastard adventurer was quietly closing in on me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When our eyes met, he gave an indifferent smile, then stepped back and disappeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even just thinking about it again, I got goosebumps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In terms of surprise alone, the second occasion didn't lose either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially since it was an ongoing process.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The character was attacked by a goblin while sleeping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time, I woke up to actual pain, not a premonition of a presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A goblin appeared in front of me. Once I killed it with one swing of my hammer, the other bastard hightailed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"G, ggh!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I immediately identified the root cause behind the pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But, oh my God, there was a carving knife stuck between my collarbones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shit, my left arm wasn't moving well for some reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after all, I was glad it ended with just pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had I been a little shorter, or if that goblin could jump a little better, this knife would've been lodged in my neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Creak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I clenched my teeth as I pulled the knife out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, taking out the potion from my bag, I placed a few drops on the wound. By the time I closed the stopper and put the bottle back in the bag, the blood was bubbling and the wound was regenerating quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chiiiiiiiik.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was the bastard who made the potion a psychopath or something?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Somehow, it hurt more than the stabbing itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ouch, hehehehe\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After about five minutes, the pain went away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although the pain had woken me up abruptly, after the rush faded, my eyelids felt heavier than ever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So much that my vision blurred if I stopped concentrating even for a single moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was time to make the decision I'd been putting off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although my body was that of a barbarian and sensitive to killing intent, there was a limit to it. Didn't I just wake up after being stabbed with a carving knife?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I need to take a break.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I checked the time, and it had been about fourteen hours since I'd parted with uncle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps the adventurers active on the first floor were also wandering around by now, again looking for night friends.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey barbarian, are you looking for a night friend?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time when I roamed the area, it was the adventurers who took the initiative to speak to me first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Also, very passionately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmm, you look pretty tired, dont you? Will you come?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can always trust a barbarian. If you join, we'll have three people, so how about getting together?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like being an in-demand whore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it because this was the second day and everyone was looking the same?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bastards who sniffed at my smell were nowhere to be seen. Or maybe the smell hadn't been the problem in the first place?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Come to think of it, yesterday I'd been wobbling on my feet a bit, and drenched in about seven litres of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh? Thats unfortunate.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Numerous love calls flooded in, but I refused them all and kept walking through the passage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Haa, was there no strong barbarian anywhere nearby?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, my best choice would be to find a fellow countryman to make night friends with. The problem was that, until the second day, I wasn't able to smell even the faintest whiff of another barbarian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You are looking for your own people? Hmm, wouldnt it be difficult?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Difficult? Why is that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even a barbarian who just finished his coming-of-age ceremony would go upstairs within two or three months. I dont rightly know, but there must be less than a hundred on the first floor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As I kept exploring, it looked like barbarians were a rarity on the first floor. Seriously, it'd be strange to mess around on the first floor if you have a body like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>99% of the adventurers I met on the first floor were humans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why dont you join us instead?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Im sorry, but I cant.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see. I pray that Rafdonia will be with you on your journey.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This man looked pretty trustworthy, but I ended our chat and moved on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since I found out that how expensive of a barbarian's heart was, I couldn't help but suspect every one of the adventurers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I took out the compass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I'd been moving south ever since I got it, but I still wasn't out of the Goblin Zone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I could feel just how big the first floor was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Should I give up looking for my own people?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My worries didn't last long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I decided to stop looking for needles in a desert, and made a more realistic plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I'd look for a night friend even if they weren't of my own people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But not humans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I'd search for the demihumans who were less than 1% of the population.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fairy who valued promises, or a dwarf with as arrogant a personality as a barbarian would be the best\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn't matter much as long as it was a non-human race.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike humans, these races had longer lifespans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Given enough time, they had the potential to climb all the way to the top, so they would be less likely to get blinded by short-term gains and hurt a fellow adventurer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having made that decision, I kept wandering around the cave for about an hour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You encountered an injured fairy stranger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I finally found one of the demihuman races that I'd been looking for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment our eyes meet, the air grows heavy with a strangely suffocating silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pointy-eared fairy sitting with her back against the wall just stares at me without saying a single word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Were you also sleeping alone without a night friend?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her catlike glowing amber eyes show embarrassment, but also a keen vigilance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just looking at her makes me want to pass by and disappear, but\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seuk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As our silent confrontation stretches out, the fairy finally gets up from where she'd been sitting with a nervous face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her posture is unnatural.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon closer examination, there's a wound on her stomach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're hurt.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's not deep, but it's a long cut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not something that could be caused by the little carving knives carried by the goblins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I quickly come to a conclusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Was it a human?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fairy doesn't answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She's afraid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeah, I can see where she's coming from. I'd be scared too if some random stranger much bigger than me passed by while I was injured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Isn't she even a woman, on top of that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body is tiny too. Maybe around 160cm?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyway, this isn't a bad situation\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please spare me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please, just once, uncle barbarian. I have a little sister in the city that I need to take care of.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I did wonder how this plot was going to develop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fairy kneels down to her knees without any regrets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At some point, even moisture had formed in her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I beg you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the hell, where did your spirit as a fairy go?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be honest, I'd thought she would be the cool beauty type.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because most of the fairies in the game had that kind of tone and personality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hooo, if I'd known she'd be this kind of a character, I would've approached the situation completely differently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let's clear up the misunderstanding before things get worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I have no intention of killing you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Make eye contact and speak with a clear pronunciation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The eyes are the windows to the soul, so given some time to calm down, she'll know that I'm being sincere\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\" Must you do this, uncle barbarian?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yup, that's not gonna happen.[2]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I'm having an identity crisis right now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Isn't this a highschool drama, with a savage delinquent bullying the girls in front of the school? With me being the savage, obviously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just once, please, let me go just this once.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As my silence stretches, the fairy takes a step back. The fear in her eyes deepens as she opens up her front collar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's not funny.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of life do these barbarian bastards lead? What's their usual image like, that she's doing this shit?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hooo\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I can't help but sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What do I do?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would this misunderstanding be cleared up if I showed her that I'm not that kind of trash, with actions rather than words?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That seems feasible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Start treatment first. We can talk later.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I step back, take the herbs and bandages from my bag and throw them at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is a lychee leaf?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I see, so this is a lychee leaf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the future, I can use it with peace of mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was worried that it might be poisonous, so I couldn't use it even though I got injured earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Editor's Notes:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[1] (lit. carving knife) usually means engraving knife used in sculpture. However, it is also a term used in archelogy to mean a prehistoric tool for carving flint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[2] (lit. silver horn), means something that'll never happen, bullshit.\u003C\u002Fp>",2463,"2026-06-05T19:32:48.785Z",1,"novelbin.me","eac92dd72bd492873cbd98535241bc3fcfa5c777b1abbb1cf3bfde7fd8dddd67","surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-chapter-259","surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-chapter-258",807,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsurviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-cover.jpg"]