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This is second in a LitRPG fantasy story. Read in order.

You know what you are getting. Seriously. I was glad to see Max's party grow and come together in this story. They're finding their pattern and figuring out how to grow with him without being left behind. And I like that Wilson includes them dealing with periodic jealousy with Max having such a broken power that makes him good at everything. And yes, he is still the Gariest of Gary Stus.

This still has all the problematic bits of the first. I rolled my eyes nearly out of their sockets when he nearly broke the house at a casino. Because he's special. A wayside casino in a six-story inn on the road to capital city. Do I have to point out the ridiculousness of this as an authorial construct? Bearing in mind that there has been zero mention of gambling up to this point? And that this is a fantasy world without any mention of elevators? And that the inn is beaver themed in such a way such as to parody (including themed plushies)?

As before, the power fantasy is still strong with a good pace and excellent action. And I like the dungeon exploration. Plus, it doesn't hurt that Max has a good heart and is honestly kind. So it isn't all bad.

It ends on a minor cliff-hanger, though not a strong one. It's enough that I'm not even tempted to go up to four stars. So it's a solid three.

A note about Kindle reading: For some reason, loading this book freezes the Kindle app on both my iPad and my PC. So I have to read this on my phone. Which is just weird. I don't even know where to report this as an issue...

A note about Chaste: Max still has zero interest in the women around him. Which is becoming increasingly weird with the cute, unattached elf chick in the party. There's obvious trust and appreciation. Even some random blushes. But nothing headed towards intimacy. It's getting to the point where that needs an explanation of some kind. Still, this is pretty chaste as it stands.