Dwarf World

*In a forest somewhere*

Brandon was sitting with his back against a tree while he checked what could be inside the bracelet.

"42 basic cricket cores, 300 Star coins, underwear." He pulled out the underwear and used his thunder power to tear it apart. "I don't need this at all."

He also had the bodies of five medium-level bees that he killed while helping Chen Mei.

"What should I do now?" He didn't have many options; he wanted to get stronger and fight, but for some reason, he felt empty. Even though he was having a good adventure, something was missing, but he didn't know what.

"I need to find a way back to human civilization. I can't go back to school without the bracelet because they might investigate, and I also need to get to the second dimension so that I can get rid of the need to belong to the military school. I'll have to avoid everything related to school and the military."

With this in mind, he put on his mask and ran out of the forest like a bolt of lightning. He could control his electrical powers much better now, so he quickly left the trees behind and reached the desert.

With his physical abilities and electric impulses, he could move at about 115 km/h. Soon, he saw the shelter and a group of people outside.

The people saw the person coming towards them, so they prepared to attack, but before they could do anything, the person had already passed by them and entered the shelter.

"Is that the Red Devil?" said a surprised lizard man.

"I...I think so, but was he always this strong?" A person wanted by two famous groups and hunted alone, the Red Devil.

What is this person's power, and what race does he belong to? .

Brandon arrived at the dwarves' workshop and knocked. "Knock knock." Shortly afterward, the dwarf girl came out and asked Brandon to come in.

Brandon entered and took out the bodies and cricket crystals. "44 basic level cores and 5 medium level bodies... The cores make a total of 2,200, and I'll buy the bodies from you for 1,000 each. What do you say?"

Brandon was surprised and said, "Why are you buying the bodies for more this time?" The dwarf looked at him and took a puff from a cigar he had.

"Bee wings can be used to make lighter swords or even lighter equipment." Brandon didn't ask and accepted the money.

This time, he earned a total of 7,200 Star Coins, which, when added to what he had before, totaled 9,300 Star Coins. He was about to leave the store, but he remembered that he wanted to find a way back.

"Hey old man, do you know any place where I can rent a teleporter?" The old man wanted to ask why he didn't use the one he used to enter the hunting zone, but he didn't. Many people have problems in the places they use to enter, so they use another alternative to return.

"I think if you go to the next shelter, you can find a teleporter."

"Grandpa, why don't you let him use ours?" said the girl.

The old dwarf looked at her threateningly. Brandon noticed this and laughed, saying, "Come on, old man, let me use the teleporter the girl mentioned. I promise to pay for it."

"2,000 Star Coins, no less," he said with a smile. This price was astronomical, and Brandon wanted to complain, but he didn't. Although a portal could be used for 500 coins, he had nowhere to go, and he didn't know if he would find a teleporter elsewhere. "Okay, okay,

A vein popped on the dwarf's forehead and without hesitation, he pushed him into the teleporter.

"My name is Will, remember that," he said.

Brandon disappeared into the teleporter and reappeared at a station where many dwarf people looked at him strangely.

Some guards arrived and pointed their weapons at Brandon. "Identification and reason for arrival?"

Surprised by what was happening, he only said, "I don't have identification, I come from the hunting zone, I crossed over to find a way to get to Earth."

One of the guards looked at another and the other replied, "He's telling the truth."

"Are you a resident of Earth?"

Many races liked to stay undercover, so it was normal if someone didn't want to show identification, but the process would be more tedious.

"That's a question I can't answer," he replied.

The guard scratched his head a bit and then extended his hand and helped him up from the ground. "Sorry for the informality, it's planet protocol. To return to Earth, you must take a cruise. Follow the hallway and then turn right, there you can buy a ticket to return."

Brandon just nodded.

*****

He was waiting in a large room where there were many dwarves and some of other races when suddenly a noise could be heard.

"Help!"

Everyone looked in the direction where the noise came from and could see a woman in uniform running and some monsters behind her.

Many started to run when this happened. Although people were going to hunt in the area, there were also dimensional spaces called dungeons where monsters from dimensions resided and could escape and attack people.

Brandon kept his distance because he didn't know what level the beasts were. Even fifth-dimensional beasts could appear.

Wanting to test the strength of the beasts, he sent a large beam that hit the beast. It was a mouse-type beast and when it felt the beam, it trembled, but it didn't have much effect.

"At least a level 2 basic class," he thought.

They were tough beasts, but he could hold them off for a while until help arrived. He charged two electric snake bombs and threw them into the center of the rat group.

The rats screamed in pain and were paralyzed for a second. He wouldn't let this opportunity pass, so he used his crossbow began firing bursts of arrows.

"In moments like this, I would benefit from a fire-style power where I could incinerate all the rats at once," he thought.

The rats were injured, but he was running out of energy as he attacked. The rats came out of their daze and started charging towards Brandon.

Putting away his bow and taking out his two swords, he threw himself backwards while using the benches and structures to slow down the rats and attack.

While doing this, he was momentarily distracted, which gave one of the rats the opportunity to bite him in the foot, causing him to fall on his butt.

"Agh," he shouted. The pain was immense, it felt like his foot had been crushed.

Using a large amount of energy in his only good foot, he gave himself an arched impulse backwards, rolling a little far away from the rats.

He no longer had energy even to heal himself. He also didn't have enough points to add to energy and recover it, with what he had, he could only increase the amount of energy he could contain, he needed at least 10 points to recover it all.

He wished he had eaten the bee cores before coming here.

A group of rats looked at him and without warning, they jumped towards him, but before they could arrive, a large number of magical and electromagnetic bullets attacked them.

"The reinforcements have arrived"