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GLOBAL AWAKENING: My 10,000x Exp Multiplier-Chapter 2: []Ten Thousand Slimes, The Agility Dump
The Tutorial Village of Aetheria was a sensory overload of cobblestone streets, thatched-roof cottages, and the deafening roar of ten thousand newly spawned players.
Everyone was rushing. Players were shouting over each other and forming parties. They sprinted toward the weapon racks to grab rusty iron swords and fought to claim the first quests from the overwhelmed NPC villagers. It was a chaotic scramble for dominance.
Amidst the screaming crowds, Vahn Ryker stood completely still.
He didn’t rush toward the weapon racks. He didn’t speak to a single NPC. He merely opened his inventory and equipped the default splintered wooden practice sword that every player spawned with. Then he began walking toward the eastern gate.
His movements were slow and deliberate. Having zero base stats was a brutal reality check.
His Strength was zero. His Agility was zero. His Endurance was zero.
The wooden sword in his hand should have felt weightless, but it felt like an iron crowbar instead. His digital lungs burned just from maintaining a brisk walking pace. To the passing players, he looked like a pathetic weakling.
"Look at that guy," a heavily armored player sneered as he jogged past Vahn. "Can barely lift his starter weapon. Probably rolled a pure crafter build. Enjoy chopping wood for the rest of your life, loser!"
Vahn didn’t even blink. He simply kept walking with his face remaining an impassive mask. He didn’t care about their mockery. In a month, that heavily armored player would be begging for mercy as the Demon Dukes tore his guild apart.
He passed the beginner hunting grounds near the village gates. Hundreds of players were aggressively fighting over respawning Level 1 Horned Rabbits. Instead, Vahn ventured further out toward the damp marshy fields near the edge of the tutorial border.
This area was entirely empty. The monsters here offered the exact same baseline EXP as the rabbits, but they were notoriously annoying to kill and dropped no valuable loot. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢
It was the Slime Fields.
Vahn stopped at the edge of the marsh. A few meters away, a translucent gelatinous blue blob bounced mindlessly through the muddy water.
[Level 1 Slime]
↳ HP: 20/20
To a normal player with standard base stats, a slime was target practice. You hit it three times with a sword, it popped, and you moved on. But for Vahn with zero Strength and zero Endurance, a Level 1 Slime was a genuine and lethal threat.
If it slammed into his zero-Endurance body, it would instantly shatter his health pool and send him back to the respawn point with an agonizing death penalty.
Vahn tightened his grip on the wooden sword. He didn’t draw it dramatically. He just held it at a precise forty-five-degree angle and rested the tip lightly against his knee to conserve stamina.
He took a step forward, snapping a dry twig beneath his boot.
The Slime halted its mindless bouncing. It quivered as it sensed the vibration and suddenly launched itself through the air directly at Vahn’s chest!
Vahn’s mind calculated the trajectory and the speed in a fraction of a millisecond. His body, however, was agonizingly slow. He forced his leaden legs to pivot and shifted his torso a mere two inches to the left.
The slime sailed past him and brushed against his starter tunic. As the creature hung suspended in mid-air, Vahn didn’t swing his sword like a baseball bat. He didn’t have the strength for it!
Instead, he simply positioned the tip of the wooden blade directly in the slime’s flight path. He locked his elbows and grounded his feet.
The slime impaled itself on the wooden sword using its own momentum.
Squelch!
The wooden blade pierced the gelatinous mass and struck the small hardened nucleus at its exact center. A critical hit. The slime shivered violently before bursting into a shower of harmless blue pixels.
Vahn exhaled slowly and rubbed his temples. A slight headache bloomed from the intense concentration. It was highly inefficient to fight like this, but it was only temporary.
A standard system chime echoed in his head.
[You have slain a Level 1 Slime.]
↳ Base EXP gained: 1.
For a normal player, one experience point was a drop in the bucket. They needed 100 EXP to reach Level 2. For Vahn who needed 10,000 EXP to level up due to his penalty, a single point was statistically worthless.
But then, the golden text flickered over his retina.
[Hidden Modifier Applied: The 10,000x Factor.]
↳ Total EXP gained: 10,000.
Vahn’s eyes glowed with an intense azure light. The corners of his mouth twitched. The math was perfect.
[Congratulations! You have gathered enough EXP to reach Level 2!]
[Will you level up? Y/N]
"No," Vahn said flatly.
Leveling up right now was a trap. Reaching Level 2 would grant him a standard distribution of 5 stat points. Five stat points would not erase the deficit of starting at zero. He needed a different approach.
[Because you possess the Architect Class, the ’EXP Converter’ interface has been unlocked.]
A holographic screen materialized in front of him. It was densely packed with data nodes and conversion ratios. This was the true power of the Architect Class. Vahn could bypass the leveling system entirely and use pure experience points as a currency to permanently purchase raw attributes.
But he needed more capital to make a meaningful change.
Vahn turned his gaze back to the marsh. Four more slimes were bouncing toward him, aggroed by the death of the first.
His movements were a masterclass in absolute minimalism. He didn’t waste a single breath. He sidestepped the first slime, let it crash into a rock, and crushed its core beneath his boot.
He redirected the second slime’s momentum with the flat of his blade and sent it colliding into the third. As they tangled together, he thrust his sword cleanly through both of their cores in a single perfectly angled strike.
The fourth slime lunged for his throat. Vahn simply dropped to one knee, let gravity do the work, and angled his sword upward.
In less than forty seconds, the field was clear.
[Hidden Modifier Applied: The 10,000x Factor.]
↳ Total EXP gained: 40,000.
Vahn now sat on a reservoir of 50,000 EXP.
He opened the EXP Converter. The conversion rate for base stats was steep. It cost 1,000 EXP to purchase a single permanent stat point. A normal player grinding for a week wouldn’t make enough to buy a single point. For Vahn, it was the price of five slimes.
"System," Vahn commanded. His voice was laced with the cold authority of an administrator overriding code. "Convert 50,000 EXP into raw attributes. Dump it all into Agility."
[Processing Request...]
↳ 50,000 EXP consumed.
↳ Agility stat increased by +50.
The change was instantaneous and violent!
Vahn gasped. His eyes flew wide open as an invisible shockwave ripped through his digital avatar. The oppressive heavy gravity that had anchored his zero-stat body vanished completely.
His muscles didn’t bulge, but they tightened and thrummed with a kinetic energy. The world around him seemed to stutter. The ambient movement of the marsh grass and the falling leaves suddenly appeared incredibly slow.
His Agility had skyrocketed from 0 to 50. To put it in perspective, a Level 10 Rogue fully specced into speed would only possess an Agility stat of around 30.
Vahn stood up. He didn’t feel the weight of his limbs anymore. He felt like a coiled spring waiting to break.
He looked at a tree standing roughly twenty meters away. He didn’t consciously decide to sprint. He merely thought about standing next to it.
Whoosh!
The marsh grass flattened in his wake. In a fraction of a second, Vahn was standing beneath the tree. His wooden sword casually rested against its trunk. He hadn’t just run. He had bypassed the space between point A and point B through sheer overwhelming velocity.
"Acceptable," Vahn muttered. He rubbed his temples as his brain adjusted to processing visual data at this new ridiculous speed.
He turned his gaze toward the center of the tutorial zone where the massive stone spires of the beginner dungeon loomed. He was done with slimes. It was time to clear the tutorial.







