Free Web NovelChapter 4: Exceedingly Fast Growth Level 10!
The night slowly approached.
The fog grew even thicker, reaching its peak.
Sensing this, Ryven found that he could not see anything beyond thirty centimeters.
However, with Fred scouting around them, checking for nearby abominations, and Samminah near him, Ryven felt slightly at ease.
But currently, due to fatigue, he had a strong urge to sleep.
Fatigue can cause headaches, slower speed of thinking, and even sloppy decisions, naturally I need a good sleep...
He said to himself.
But before he could fully immerse himself in a deep sleep, he was suddenly interrupted.
"Ryven, am I right?"
Samminah suddenly spoke, her voice as pleasant as ever, while she stretched her body lazily.
"I can see how inexperienced you are," She sighed, sounding somewhat disappointed.
"You’re really going to let that skeleton scout alone in this dangerous place?"
Ryven frowned a little.
"Do you have any suggestions on what I should do?"
Hearing his somewhat complaining voice, she snort coldly.
"As I mentioned. Do not let that skeleton wander too far. If a powerful abomination appears, it will be torn apart instantly."
She paused briefly before continuing.
"At the very least, you should have commanded it to scout around this tree."
Ryven listened on her suggestions.
Her advice made him feel slightly ashamed. It was true that he lacked experience in situations like this, so making mistakes is very normal.
He quickly cast aside his earlier mindset and became more cautious. After receiving her advice, the frown on his face slowly faded. freewebnovёl.ƈom
"I’ll take your advice to heart," Ryven muttered, with a hint of embarrassment in his voice.
He then silently ordered the skeleton to scout only the area around the tree they were currently occupying.
"I forgot to mention," Samminah spoke again, her tone nonchalant as usual.
"I only require one or two hours of rest."
"Since you intend to rest, do so. I will ensure your safety while I hunt."
After saying that, she left without another word.
Ryven was about to stop her, but seeing her figure disappear into the fog, he could only facepalm himself.
Huh... This is troublesome.
Even though Samminah had reassured him, he still felt restless.
But eventually, fatigue overcame him. Placing some trust in the skeleton to protect him, he slowly closed his eyes.
The mental strain from earlier drained him quickly, encountering an evil God or Goddess inheritance took a huge burden in his mind.
Ryven soon fell asleep.
An unknown amount of time passed.
While asleep, Ryven faintly heard system notifications. However, too immersed in his sleep, he ignored it.
When he opened his eyes, four notifications floated before him.
[Would you like to transfer the experience points to ??? Or take it all to yourself?]
[Would you like to transfer the experience points to Fred Or take it all to yourself?]
[Fred used Devouring and devoured a trait: Dark Scales!]
[A Second-Stage Black Serpant, had dropped an F-Tier Skill Book.]
Ryven was stunned upon seeing the four notifications.
He quickly composed himself and chose to focus at giving them all the experience points first.
[+780 Experience points]
[??? Level increased +6]
[+120 Experience points]
[Fred’s Level increased +3]
Quickly after that, he imagined checking Samminah’s stats, and immediately the panel appeared.
[Gacha System] [Arcane Points: 10]
[Name: ???] [Level:10] [EXP: 0/350]
[Strength: 25] [Agility: 30] [Durability: 29]
[Reflex: 35] [Speed: 33] [Endurance: 50]
[Stamina: 38] [Mana: 47]
[Class:Shadow Saint] [Rank:SS] [Tier: Divine]
[Race: Half Angel, Half Elf]
[Bloodline: Abyssal Oblivion]
[Skills: None]
[Ability: Concealment, Moonlight blade, Moon Luminesce, ???]
[Inventory]
Looking at her stats, his admiration grew even more. At this moment he couldn’t help but let out a self-deprecating smile.
Her growth is simply too absurd... What’s probably holding her back now is me.
Ryven muttered to himself. Seeing her very fast rate of leveling up, his expectations on her grew.
He then abruptly placed all the arcane points into her mana as she said.
[??? Mana increased +10]
After doing that, he checked Fred’s stats.
[Gacha System] [Arcane Points: 6]
[Name: Fred] [Level: 5] [EXP: 0/120]
[Strength: 10] [Agility: 8] [Durability: 10]
[Reflex: 12] [Speed: 8] [Endurance: 100]
[Stamina: 100] [Mana: 2]
[Class: Devourer] [Rank:F] [Tier: Rare]
[Race: Skeleton]
[Bloodline: None]
[Skills: None]
[Ability: Devouring, ???]
[Inventory]
Ryven pondered deeply before choosing to place everything into speed. He didn’t need to put points into reflex anymore since Fred had gained the Heightened Senses trait.
And durability isn’t also an option, he got a trait from an abomination. Which enhanced durability.
[Fred’s Speed increased +6]
Seeing everything settled, he yawned, feeling refreshed at the start of the day, though he was slightly disappointed at not seeing the list of abominations they defeated. He simply shrugged it off.
Looking at the two panels in front of him, he checked their inventory. At first, he thought it was Samminah’s loot after killing the Second-Stage Black Serpent.
But unexpectedly, he didn’t see anything in her inventory.
He gulped and then checked Fred’s inventory.
[Inventory: Skill Book-Night Perception.]
Ryven was dumbfounded.
So... That trait is actually from a Second-Stage abomination...?
Although he found the situation ridiculous, he still kept his composure. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
Ryven turned his attention to the Skill Book. He clicked it, and slowly a brown orb manifested in his palm.
It was palm-sized, and as he held it, he felt no weight from it.
Strange... I thought a book would appear after I press that.
After a moment of consideration, he clenched the orb.
[Skill Book-Night Perception is being used!]
[Gacha System] [Arcane Points:0]
[Name: Ryven Calestair] [Level: 1] [EXP: 0/10]
[Strength: 7] [Agility: 8] [Durability: 5]
[Reflex: -2] [Speed: 10] [Endurance: -2]
[Stamina: 8] [Mana: 0]
[Class:Gacha Summoning] [Rank:SSS]
[Tickets: 0 Bronze Ticket, 0 Iron Ticket, 0 Silver Ticket, 0 Golden Ticket, 0 Diamond Ticket, 0 Ruby Ticket, 0 Platinum Ticket, 0 Primordial Ticket]
[Race: Human]
[Bloodline: None]
[Skills: Night Perception.]
[Ability: Gacha wheel, ???]
[Inventory]
Ignoring his pathetic stats, he checked the skill. As expected, Night Perception appeared.
He tried imagining activating it, just like when he accessed the system panels.
After several attempts, nothing happened.
A little puzzled, he tried muttering it.
"Night Perception."
Just as he thought it was about to work. He saw the system appeared.
[Insufficient Mana. Skill cannot be activated!]
Ryven’s brows twitched slightly as he realized two things. First, he didn’t even have enough mana to use this skill.
Second, the skill was practically useless here, what was obscuring his vision wasn’t darkness, but the fog.
In other words, even Night Perception wouldn’t help much, since the fog itself was blocking his sight.
Ryven’s expression turned slightly disappointed. After that realization, he decided to just simply call Samminah and Fred in his mind.
Fred appeared first. Strangely, he looked different. His armor was no longer as tattered as before, and his bones looked stronger.
Ryven blinked, realizing that it was the trait he gained.
Satisfied by the new appearance of Fred, and feeling a little bright today he greeted the skeleton.
"Hello, Fred."
Ryven cheerfully waved his hand.
But as Ryven expected, the skeleton simply stared at him. He didn’t feel awkward and simply shrugged it off.
Then next, Samminah appeared.
She descended onto the nest gracefully. Her purple hair swayed gently in the wind.
"Have you rested well?" She asked, her tone slightly agitated.
She had been out for more than nine hours, and Ryven had slept throughout that time, causing her experience points to stack up without progression.
"Yeah... Pretty well actually. And what happened to you?" Ryven replied, a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
"Also I want to know how many abominations you killed..."
He asked, concern surfacing as he examined her extremely pale figure. At a glance, anyone would think she had lost more than half her blood.
"Mm. About thirty first-stage abominations, and at least twenty second-stage ones."
"Then I tried taking on a fourth-stage abomination alone. As you can see... It didn’t end well."
"I also saw a few people on my way back."
"They were slaughtered by a fifth-stage abomination..."
She exhaled softly. She placed her hand on her chin, continuing to speak.
"If I remember correctly, this Fifth-Stage abomination was called a Red Troll."
