2025-08-06 20:58:25Almost at the exact moment the giant crocodile's massive body completely turned into a desiccated husk.
In Viridian's mind, the long-awaited final verdict from the system descended like an oracle with a thunderous proclamation!
[Quality Transformation Complete!]
[Congratulations, Host! You have acquired your first permanent talent: [Talent · Hardened Skin (Basic)]!]
[Talent · Hardened Skin (Basic)]: Passive talent. Your skin has been tempered through countless trials, its physical structure qualitatively transformed, with toughness and density greatly increased. Effect: grants a fixed reduction to physical damage taken.
Viridian's breath halted for a moment.
It's done.
He slowly raised his left hand.
It was a hand belonging to the bloodline—pale and slender, knuckles well-defined, the skin so fine it resembled the finest porcelain, even appearing somewhat delicate.
But Viridian knew it was no longer the same.
He moved to the nearby stone wall, bent down, and picked up a shard of stone that had been smashed earlier by the giant crocodile, its edges sharp as a blade.
Without the slightest hesitation, his gaze cold and focused, he summoned all his strength and slashed the sharp shard viciously across his forearm!
"Clang!"
A harsh, metallic-sounding screech rang abruptly in the silent sewer!
The sound was piercing, even throwing off a spray of tiny sparks.
Viridian looked down.
On his forearm there remained only a faint white mark; even the outermost layer of skin hadn't been broken.
But the hard stone shard he had used to test it had a small, visible chip along its sharp edge.
It worked.
It really worked!
An indescribable ecstasy, mixed with a paranoid, vindicated sense of enormous satisfaction, detonated from the depths of his heart and swept through his whole body in an instant!
In his previous life on the sickbed, every breath had been accompanied by a stabbing pain in his organs; every test meant life had been lopped off a little more by the grim reaper.
In this life in the castle, that holy light seeping through the door crack hung over him like the sword of Damocles, ready at any moment to fall and burn him to ashes.
The kind of despair that comes from watching yourself walk toward death with no power to stop it was the deepest, most inescapable nightmare of his two lives!
And now!
At this very moment!
With his own hands, he had laid the first indestructible cornerstone for this fragile, battered life of his!
This was no longer a nebulous, easily atrophying skill that could fade from lack of practice.
This was a permanent, passively active talent, etched into soul and flesh, a gift that no external force could strip away!
It was the first rung on the ladder to that supreme realm he pursued—the absolute immortality!
Yet the ecstasy lasted less than three seconds before it was replaced by a deeper, soul-deep paranoia and sense of crisis.
"Not enough..."
Viridian murmured, his voice hoarse, eyes burning with a flame hotter than at any time before.
"Far from enough!"
One [Hardened Skin] was still far from enough!
He was going to grind the "Blunt Resistance" talent until it became "Damage Absorption"! Turning the blunt damage he took into his own vitality!
He would push "Holy Light Resistance" all the way up until it fundamentally transformed into "Holy Light Affinity"! Let the paladins’ judgmental holy light become the sunbath that warms his body!
He would turn "Pain Endurance" into "Hyper Regeneration"! Make the enemies’ attempts to shave down his HP forever unable to keep pace with his cells dividing and wounds knitting shut!
He would take "Pierce Resistance", "Slash Resistance", "Fire Resistance", "Frost Resistance", "Mental Immunity", "Soul Ward"…
He would grind every life-preserving skill he could think of into gilded talents!
With hundreds and thousands of immortal talents, he would outfit himself from the inside out, from the physical to the conceptual, into a monster that no god or demon could kill, that even the very concept of "death" could not touch—eternally undying!
Viridian forcibly pushed down the tumult of thoughts in his mind, restoring absolute calm and reason with the utmost speed.
Living in fantasies was meaningless; taking stock of gains and planning the next move was the only rule for survival.
He thought for a moment and brought up his brand-new attribute panel.
[HP: 20/20]
[Strength: 3.3] [Agility: 6] [Constitution: 2.5] [Mentality: 7] [Talent: Hardened Skin (Basic)] [Skills:] [Impact Resistance (LV3: 388/400)] [Holy Light Resistance (LV2: 259/300)] [Blood Drain (LV1: 181/300)] [Basic Bite (LV1: 131/200)] [Environmental Utilization (LV1: 101/200)] [Claw Attack (LV1: 11/100)] [Endure Pain (LV0: 51/100)] Staring at this lavish-looking panel, Viridian's mouth finally curved into a genuine, cold, and satisfied smile. [Stun Resistance] only 12 proficiency points away from leveling up again.[Holy Light Resistance] was also within reach.
The first elite boss in the newbie village had been drained of its last ounce of value, transformed into a stepping stone on his path to immortality.
It was time to go find the next "experience gift pack."
He turned his gaze into the deeper darkness of the sewer.
Beneath the glittering surface of this vast city called Silver Sail, countless crimes and filth inevitably lay hidden.
The gangs, assassins, and scoundrels that lurked in the darkness...
They were all walking "skill potions" in their own right.
Viridian smoothed his collar—already soaked through with muck and torn to shreds—with an elegance as if he were not in a foul-smelling sewer but preparing to attend a grand banquet.
Yet, just as he was about to set off—
His movement froze abruptly.
He slowly closed his eyes.
After drinking the giant crocodile's blood and having his constitution strengthened, his vampiric, extraordinary senses became even more acute.
Especially his hearing.
After he filtered out the babble of running water, the distant squeaks of rats, and the thudding of his own heartbeat...
A sound, exceedingly faint yet astonishingly clear, crawled from deep within a branch of the sewer and, like a spider's thread, wound itself around his eardrums.
That wasn't the sound of water, nor the roar of a wild beast.
It was...
The heavy chain, making a "clank... clank..." as it was dragged across the wet floor.
And, mixed with the clatter of iron, suppressed to the extreme, intermittent sounds belonging to a human woman...
Sobbing and crying.
Viridian slowly opened his eyes, and a flash of cold surprise crossed his scarlet gaze.
Anyone who could play imprisonment games deep in these sewers was by no means a good person.
And those capable of committing such crimes would have a concentration of "evil" steeped through their souls and blood that was without doubt far greater than that of the apprentice knight from before!
A quiet curve of expectation tugged at the corner of Viridian's mouth.
The feast was truly about to begin.
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