I Attack 10,000x Times Stronger-Chapter 7: Declining A god’s Wager

Blood poured profusely from the massive, gaping wound in his left shoulder. The werewolf greatsword had slashed through his muscle and cracked his collarbone, leaving his left arm hanging limply by a few thick strands of musvles and flesh.

Above him, the messages popped up.

[ The ’One with Sword’ nods in approval](Tipped 2x Basic Restoration Potions)

[ The ’Saintess of Strategy" raises an eyebrow] (Tipped 500 coins)

[ The ’Blood Demon Sovereign’ is curious about you] (Tipped 1x Bronze-Treasure box)

[ One with : 3x Basic Restoration Potions, 500 System Coins! ]

Igris sighed in relief. Thankfully he was gifted another Restoration potion.

He ignored the coins and the Bronze-Treasure box and with shaky hands, took out one of the potions.

[10x multiplier activated to Basic Restoration potion]

[Basic Restoration Potion upgrade to Intermediate Restoration Potion]

[Item: Intermediate Restoration Potion]

[Effect: Full-Body Restoration, +10 stats to all attributes (Duration: One hour) and Mental Fortitude (Duration: One hour) <Can’t Stack>]

He popped the cork with his teeth, and downed it in one gulp.

An agonizing itch erupted in his left shoulder.

"Hmph!"

Igris gritted his teeth to suppess himself from screaming.

Gradually, his severed muscles started to knight back together and heal rapidly. Shattered bone begin to merge as he regenerated.

Igris quickly ripped his sleeve.

He grunted and forcefully shoved his limp arm upward, pressing the severed, bloody flesh tightly against his shoulder, and bound it securely with the cloth.

As the edges of the injuries touch, the healing magic fused the skin back together, stopping the bleeding completely.

With a sigh, he slumped back against the stone floor.

"I finally survived. I wonder how Caleb, Icarus and the others are doing."

He cousins help hunting about his roommates.

Before he could think any further, a massive, golden prompt appeared before him.

[ The Saintess of Strategy wishes to make a wager! ]

[Choose to continue to the C-Rank Trial and you will be granted an Enhancement Fruit!" ]

Igris’s eyes widened in shock.

An Enhancement Fruit?

It was a legendary fruit that cannot be soled even if you have the money to purchase it!

Eating one would permanently grant the user a random base stat increase ranging anywhere from 1 to 100 points! But that wasn’t why Igris was shocked.

If he didn’t eat it, an Enhancement Fruit could be sold on the real-world market for a staggering 100,000 Gold Crowns!

With 100,000 Gold Crowns, he could afford a single drop of the mythical Water of Life. And with a drop of the Water of Life... he could finally cure his Stage 3 Lung Cancer!

It was the darkest secret of the body he had reincarnated into. It was the reason he was so frail, and his base strength was a pathetic 2 points.

If he didn’t sell it, he could eat the Fruit himself. If he was lucky enough to roll a high number, his base strength would skyrocket. And with his cheat System... that new base stat would be multiplied by 10! He would instantly become an unstoppable powerhouse.

Igris stared at the golden prompt, his heart pounding against his ribs.

All he had to do was click ’Continue’.

He slowly reached his hand up toward the holographic screen. His fingers trembled.

But then, he looked down at his blood-soaked clothes as the his mind cooled.

[Mental Fortitude Active: 0hrs: 15min: 19sec{

F-Rank was a human. E-Rank was a Succubus. D-Rank was a terrifying werewolf...

What the hell would C-Rank be? A pure-blooded Vampire? An Arch-Demon? A True Dragon?

If he faced a True Dragon right now, no amount of sword momentum or clever tricks would save him. He would be incinerated before he could even blink.

If he died here, the System, the Multiplier, the sword—all of it would be rendered useless.

And there’s no way in hell he would expose his 10x attack strength here where gods are watching like hawks.

’I’ve already died once,’ Igris thought bitterly, remembering his past life.

’I was given a second chance. If I die a second time in this universe, I definitely won’t be lucky enough to get a third.’

Greed was the absolute killer of reincarnators.

Igris lowered his trembling hand and took a deep, steadying breath.

"Decline the wager," Igris spoke clearly into the void. "System. I choose to forfeit and claim my rewards."

The golden prompt from the God of Wealth flickered and shattered into dust.

A mechanized voice boomed through the magma chamber.

[ INITIATE HAS CHOSEN TO FORFEIT. ]

[ CRUCIBLE OF BLOOD CONCLUDED. ]

[ CALCULATING REWARDS... ]

[ GRANTING D-RANK TALENT. ]

[ PREPARING TO TRANSFER HOST TO THE NINTH DIMENSION. ]

A beam of blue light descended and Igris vanished.