2025-02-18 01:00:31Name: Oliver Beckett
Race: Human
Level: 0
Title: Null
Talent Rank: Basic
Hp: 100/100
Talent point: 100
[ATTRIBUTES]
Strength: 5
Speed: 5
Agility: 5
Perception: 5
Bravery: 5
(Available points : 20)
[TALENTS]
[ACTIVE TALENTS]
(1) Sprint Lvl 1: User is able to increase his speed by ten percent for ten seconds. 10 Talent points required for use.
(2) ????
(3) ????
(4) ????
[PASSIVE TALENTS]
Regeneration Lvl 1: Critical injuries would heal up instantly as long as the Talent point isn't below 20.
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DAILY QUESTS]
Run 10km
Lift 10kg
Complete 10 pushups
Sleep 8 hours daily. (Reward: 10 attributes points)
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[ARSENAL]
[ Intermediate chest armor gotten from the samurai ]
[ Intermediate helmet gotten from the samurai]
[Intermediate leg armor gotten from the samurai ]
[Intermediate blade gotten from the samurai]
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Oliver stood there, his eyes glued to the screen and his fingers rubbing his chin with looks of contemplation etched on his face.
"If I'm not mistaken, this is just like the game I used to play back then, and also the system comics and manga." Oliver mused while glancing at the screen.
Oliver has always been a love of LitRpg novels and games, so seeing the system right now he was quick to recognize it.
"But, how did i get it? Was it a gift from my parents?" Oliver wondered with his fingers still rubbing his chin.
Oliver has always hated and blamed his parents for not leaving anything behind before dying. He blamed them for being the cause of him becoming a trash that everyone bullied.
If they had gotten him prepared for his awakening, his life would have been much different. But Oliver was slowly learning the truth about what really happened.
They might have not left behind a Talent book that would have helped him got ready for his Talent awakening, but they did left something much more valuable than that.
"If this is what I think it is, then my days of being a trash are finally over." Oliver grinned with his eyes still glued to the screen.
After a few minutes of pondering, he finally began to examine the screen closely and read the contents attentively.
"Level zero, interesting. This must mean that there is a chance for me to level up and attain a higher level. I wonder just how I would level up. Maybe kill monsters like the novels?" Oliver wondered before shifting his gaze downwards.
"Wow, it classified me under the Basic rank talent. During my talent evaluation I didn't awaken a single talent, not even the weakest one which was basic. And that's why I was considered a trash. But right now, this system now describes me as a Basic rank, does it mean I underwent another evaluation?" Oliver rubbed his chin with a slight look of puzzle etched on his face.
Once a person pass through the first Talent evaluation that would help the person awaken their Talent, they won't pass through any other evaluation. Meaning whatever result they got from the first evaluation would be the result they would carry around for the rest of their lives.
Only a few people pass through a second evaluation, or second reawakening. And that was a very rare case.
But with what Oliver was seeing right now, he was sure his case was different.
"This is good news. If I am now a Basic rank talent user, there is a chance for me to work hard and rank up to maybe an Intermediate rank or Platinum rank." Oliver grinned before shifting his gaze downwards to check out more of the system.
His eyes reached the attributes panel and he glanced at it intently.
"Strength, speed, agility, perception, bravery. I have never heard of an Awakener being able to increase his strength by adding points to it. My case is truly special." Alex mused. "Right now I have twenty extra points, meaning if I should add them to my attributes I would definitely get stronger."
"What attribute should I add then to?" Oliver contemplated while glancing at the attributes panel floating right in front of him. "Strength is the most important one for now. If I can increase my strength, I would at least be able to stand up for myself in a fight."
[Strength + 20] [Strength 25]
Placing the points in his strength, Oliver felt a surge of energy pass through his whole body, and it felt like his whole organ was set on fire. The feeling wasn't painful, but rather refreshing.
After the feeling passed away, Oliver glanced at his muscles, hoping to see a difference. But there was no single change, and he was still as skinny as before.
"Did it even work?" Oliver mumbled with a frown before shifting his gaze towards the rest of the panels. He examined the daily quests panel and felt joyful after seeing he could get more attribute points by completing the tasks daily.
"Okay, this one is quite interesting. The armor of the samurai I fought back then." Oliver exclaimed with his eyes widened. "Intermediate ranked armor, this armor worth quite a fortune and it belongs to me?"
Oliver couldn't believe his eyes right now. To acquire an intermediate rank armor it requires a lot of money. And the price ranging from $200,000-$500,000.
Armors like these are only bought by the affluent families and top guilds, while the poor are left with scrap like basic rank armor or regular steel armor.
"This is insane. If I should sell these right now i would instantly become loaded." Oliver blurted out in awe. "But I can't sell it. If I wish to hunt down monsters and level up, then an armor like this would be very handy." He said before calling out the armor.
Bright purple light surrounded his whole body, and when the light finally fade, the armor was equipped in his body from head to toe.
Oliver glanced at the armor in his body with a contented look. The armor as exactly like the one used by the samurai, and also the helmet was like that of the samurai. The only difference was the size of it. The system made it fit him very well to make him comfortable in a fight.
"Now you are talking." Oliver remarked as he pulled out the giant blade from the sheath and glanced at it.
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