Strongest Hammer God novel Chapter 38

Chapter 38: Chapter 38 – Don't Do Drugs

BANG!

Kyle hit the wall with the flat side of his hammer again and saw cracks forming all over it.

'Alright! I'm getting more comfortable with it!'

Then, he turned his hammer around and created a gigantic gash in it.

After experimenting with the hammer for a bit of an hour, he noticed that the flat side weakened the stone behind it, making it much easier for the pick to deal devastating damage.

'Pretty sure my kinetic is spread across a big chunk of the wall via some kind of fancy Ether Spell or whatever this hammer has.'

Kyle had noticed that he grew exhausted quite quickly while swinging the hammer.

Usually, one would be expected to feel exhausted after swinging such a huge thing, but that wasn't necessarily the case in fantasy land.

Kyle could run through the wilderness for hours on end without getting exhausted, but just a couple of swings with the hammer made him breathe heavily.

'It's just like the drill. Every single strike consumes my Ether since it's using my Ether in a way to weaken the wall.'

Kyle had also swung a couple of times while he was completely exhausted, and while his strength wasn't much lower, the effect was minuscule.

When he swung in that state, he also felt the impact of the swing since his Ether no longer counteracted the opposing force of the wall.

'I'm fucking starving,' Kyle thought. 'I've been mining all day, and I only had breakfast.'

"Is there some food around here?" Kyle asked the golem.

"Starvation is not a danger in the first trial," the golem answered.

Kyle looked with a sneer at the golem. "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

"Starvation is not a danger in the first trial," the golem repeated.

"How is it not a danger?" Kyle asked with annoyance. "What am I supposed to eat? The fucking wall?!"

"The entrant may consume the wall," the golem answered.

Kyle blinked a couple of times.

"You what?" he asked.

"Rephrase your question, entrant number 69," the golem answered mechanically.

"You fucking what, mate?" he asked.

"Rephrase-"

"Forget it!" Kyle shouted before he looked at the wall with frustration.

Then, he struck the wall again and tore a big chunk out.

'Fucking eat the wall, he says! Fine! I'm gonna eat your fucking wall!'

Kyle grabbed a stone and threw it into his mouth before aggressively chewing on it.

The consistency was... special.

But then, Kyle's eyes widened.

'Why do I taste something sweet in between all the rubble?'

Kyle spat the stone out and looked at it.

'The yellow shimmer is gone. I need to investigate this! There might be food in there!'

He tore off a couple more chunks and cut them into smaller pieces.

"Aha!" he shouted as he saw a yellow vein between the stones.

He grabbed one of the stones and licked the yellow vein off it.

'Holy shit! This tastes like fucking honey!'

Kyle's exhaustion vanished surprisingly quickly as he licked the stones clean.

'This is amazing! This tastes almost as addicting as the Narvonian Worm! I love this!'

Kyle recovered quickly and felt full of energy.

"Alright, boys! Let's earn some money for our wives at home!" he shouted.

"Rephrase your-"

"It's nothing!" Kyle answered. "I was just talking to myself. Don't mind me."