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Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty-Seven. Family.

So the past few chapters were hard to write.  Bob was always going to have to deal with his mother, and I feel like I foreshadowed that fairly well, but the actual events were hard to writ...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty-Six. Pausing for a breather.

The library was still present, but Bob was disappointed by the discovery that the coffee and scone cart had disappeared.  His stomach was roiling, and he'd hoped for some baked goods to soak u...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty-Five. An unexpected reunion.

Bob looked up at the building and sighed.  His time at UCLA hadn't really been bad.  Fermilab had obviously been another matter, but his time here had just consisted of working, ...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty-Four. Agreements.

The water was clear, the white sand of the beach unsullied, and Monroe was curled up under the umbrella, having baked himself under the tropical sun for only half an hour before seeking shade.

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Two Hundred and Thirty-Three. No quarter.

My apologies for last week.  I don't know what was wrong with me, but I slept for twenty or so hours a day for the entire weekend.  I followed that performance by falling asleep at wo...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty-Two. Noble Greed.

Bob sat down outside the tavern in Holmstead and checked his messages.

Despite the range on the cell tower being limited, the messaging system had proven wildly popular.  People would si...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty-One. That's a big fuckin' hole.

"Bob!" Eddi's voice rang out across the tavern.

Turning, Bob spotted Eddi, Harv, and Elli sitting at a table with a man he didn't recognize.  As he approached the table, Eddi hopped out ...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty. Benevolent Kindness.

Again, it must be stressed that Kellan's voice is that of Bruce Campbell.  Burn Notice Bruce Campbell though.


"We understand, believe me," Mike and Eric were standing...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty-Nine. The world moves forward, even without you being involved.



It had been a week since Bob had surfaced, and he was feeling the strain.  He'd had a nice dinner with Eddi and Wayna, then he'd started putting in the work.  Sixteen hours a day,...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty-Eight. None of this is Bob's fault.

"Of course, they cured cancer."  President Elania Hartford wasn't having a fantastic week.  The disappearance of nearly every disabled veteran in the country had made national ne...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty-Seven. Achievements.

Slept last night, again.  Still, new chapter has appeared.  Have no fear, there will be a complete system update description when it actually happens.  I won't expect everyone to...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty-Six. You had to have seen that coming.

Ed fought the urge to rub his temples.  "Madam President," he began, "this cannot possibly come as a surprise."

It was a bit of a thrill to speak so directly to the President of the Unit...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty-Five. Hiding places and hiding secrets.

Bob was hiding, and he had no problem admitting it.

The weekend had been an absolute shitshow.  Eric had wound upbringing almost three million people to Thayland, and the number of peopl...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty-Four. Dragon Revenue Service.

Jessica blushed fiercely.

"I forgot?" she confessed meekly.

Bob rubbed the bridge of his nose while his other hand sought out Monroe.

"Death and taxes," she could practically hear...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty-Three. Discussions with Trebor.

Bob picked up the Summoning Affinity Crystal while his UtahRaptor tore apart yet another pair of monsters.  He'd agreed to help the Old Guard with the Dungeons on top of the glacier, ...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty-Two. Complications.

Bob poured Monroe onto the table before slumping down into his chair.  He'd expected to have had to have cast a half a dozen or so regeneration rituals, but Eric had brought nearly a hundred m...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty-One. Thidwell is not evil.

Thidwell was dangerously close to smiling.  Events had proceeded even better than he had hoped.  Being a pessimist, the bar wasn't awfully high, but still.

He had bled Harb...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty. The nature of magic, and the magic of nature.

Bob leaned back against the wall of the Dungeon.  He'd finished building out another floor and was taking a breather before heading back up.  He'd seen the effort that the Old Guard had p...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Nineteen. Elli meets Henry.

Elli was standing against the wall, watching as the elderly instructor gently corrected a young woman's stance.

Carol-Ann and Harv had dropped him off, Harv having extracted a promise not to ...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Eighteen. Magical Discourses.

"Congratulations?" Austan said, his tone hesitant.

Bob let out a long breath and stood up slowly.

He'd been sitting for at least a few hours, judging by how stiff his muscles were.

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Chapter Two Hundred and Seventeen. A display of Skill.

The L.A. convention center was packed.  Elli hadn't ever seen that many people in one place before, let alone under one roof.  There were stands inside the building, each advertising a pa...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Sixteen. Royals & Rulers.

Elizabeth dashed forward, bringing her sword down in a slash from her right shoulder, the blade shearing through the spine of the monstrous beast in front of her.  It appeared that the monster...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Fifteen. Sometimes Progress is rough.

Ed looked at the report in front of him with a frown.

The Old Guard had managed to level up without incurring any losses, but the active-duty service personnel were experiencing casualties. &...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Fourteen. Everyday Heroes.

I bet you've all been wondering what Harv and Elli have been up to.


Harv looked at the carriage in awe as Jack pulled the cover off of it, storing it in the rear.

He...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Thirteen. Adding to the Guard.

Bob walked into the Adventurers Guild in Glacier Valley with a smile on his face.  He'd wound up playing a barbarian in a pickup D&D game, and he'd had a great time.  Everyone seemed ...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Twelve. Checking progress.

Bob had his eyes closed as he focused on the feeling of the mana rushing through his matrix before it ignited just outside. He was controlling the flows as well as delaying the ignition until the p...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Eleven. Kitty camouflage and perfectly foreseeable consequences.

Bob wound his way through the crowd of excited, and in many cases, drunken Australians.  He found Dave, Amanda, and Jessica sitting in folding chairs beside the Dungeon entrance.  Bumping...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Ten. God Save the Queen.

As the last of the Mana Crystals disappeared, Bob unclenched his jaw and staggered to his feet, wincing as his joints protested the hours of inactivity.

A wave of sound crashed over him, and ...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Nine. Flirtations and the theory of Chaos.

Mike swallowed a sigh while also trying his best to keep a grimace off his face.

"Mike!" Annisa smiled as she hurried across the tavern to claim the seat next to him.

Not for the first ...

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Chapter Two Hundred and Eight. The first Aussie Dungeon.

"Dave, Amanda, Carrie," Bob greeted the group cheerfully.

He was having breakfast with them before taking a portal over to where the Aussies wanted him to help them build a Dungeon.

"Go...

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