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You have unassigned skills.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Asce

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The usual chaotic sight of CE. Hundreds of people mingle together, creating a constant background noise. Ah, he didn't miss this place in the slightest.

Unfortunately, the game thinks he needs to be here as much as possible, because while he was logged off at the orphanage, it brought him here again. He even recognized the large stone buildings around him as the heart of the town.

As he stood there to find his bearings, a dazzling white light flashed. Another player appeared. For a moment, the player stood motionless like a statue of a dead man. The eyes are closed. But only for a moment.

They snapped open, and life flashed inside. The chest is slightly raised, as if absorbing air. The player moved his head, blinked, and strode into the crowd around them. It's like watching a robot come to life.

Is this what he looks like when he logs in? He ran his hand through his hair, feeling the fine strands of hair slip through his fingers like silk. It felt so different from his real hair that he couldn't help but touch it.

Today's priority is to find Ms. Jovelyn. He left before healing all the orphans, so he wanted to check with her to see if any of the children still needed help.

Taking a deep breath, he boldly walked into the crowd and looked for the stream that flowed through the town. From there, he just had to follow it to find the golden tree. He kept his head down until he found the tree. In this way, he was able to find her without being overwhelmed.

See, Mrs. Chorverin is busy. A crowd of people formed a jumbled queue in front of her. When Severance joined in from behind, he found himself constantly being shoved and shoved, with at least two people cutting in front of him. He lowered his head and said nothing.

The team members shouted at each other, annoyance and joy blending into a discordant cacophony. The tension is like vibrating guitar strings in Seve

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Quivering in ce, it's an overcrowded nightmare here, hate it.

Severance forced his hands to let go, not knowing when he began to curl up. He reminded himself what was the reason he wanted to be here? Healing. Uncle Finn. And – no, that's it. Well, well, maybe he's sitting in his apartment all day with nothing to do and a little boring.

You have unassigned skills.

The system sent him a reminder. Severance's attention was focused on the floating text. He had seen the notification when he logged in, but didn't pay much attention to it.

"System," he muttered, knowing very well how people nearby could hear him. Skills.

Immediately, a translucent blue window popped up:

Unassigned Skills Level 3 Skills - Choose one

Radiance - Heals everyone within 3 meters of you for 10% effect. Cooldown: 9.5* seconds

Radiant Dome - Place a fixed dome to heal the person inside. Lasts 20 seconds, 1% per second. Cooldown: 29*s

* Because you have ≥10 Intelligence, the cooldown is slightly reduced.

Sev tilted his head. Level 3? Level 10 Wisdom? Did he really move up that many levels last night?

"System, Properties."

A new window appears next to the first window:

Current level: 4

WIS-12

INT-1

VIT-4

AGI-3

STR-0

FOR-0

He looked thoughtfully. Fe

To Elio

The hierarchy of a is explained a bit, Seve

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CE is very happy about this. Otherwise, with or without an instruction manual, he will be a little confused.

Wisdom is his greatest growth. This is an important attribute for Priests and Scholars, as it reduces the cooldown of skills. According to Finn, he should do everything possible to improve it.

The only downside is that wisdom can only grow through new experiences, such as meeting new Elaine people (and not other players), exploring new locations, learning information, and so on. That's why his wisdom jumped so high after healing so many people last night. Every new face counts as meeting a new person.

It's kind of ironic, because that's exactly the type that Seif doesn't like. Know someone? Exploring mysterious places? No, thanks. He likes the security of what he already knows. But if he can improve his wisdom by healing strangers, this one suits him.

He's back to skills. Although the radiant has a shorter cooldown time, it requires him to be close to the person he is treating. On the other hand, "Radiant Dome" is a skill that has no clear restrictions, and it does not say how close or far he must be. It should be far away and can also be treated.

After thinking about it for a while, he chose the Radiant Dome, simply for that reason. He likes the idea of being able to throw a healing dome from a distance and then be able to walk away.

The Radiant Dome learned.

"Hey, didn't you hear that? It's your turn. The man behind him pushed him.

Plug stumbled forward. He found Ms. Jovelyn right in front of him. And just like that, he had already walked to the front of the line. He hurriedly closed his system window.

Ms. Jovelyn tied a red ribbon in her hair today. It is tied at the end of a thin gray braid, and it dances slowly in the breeze, and the crimson end dances slowly in the breeze.

She smiled kindly at him. "See you again, my dear."

"Hi," he said. "Do you remember me?"

Her eyes blinked. "Of course I remember. I heard from Cayta that you worked hard yesterday. Many people reach out, but you are the only one who chooses to give it their all. “

Sev blinked. Was she referring to him? He washed his feet and suddenly felt embarrassed. That's when he learned another benefit of being Severance: his body couldn't blush. He decided right then that this was his absolute favorite feature in the entire game. If only he could bring it to real life.

"Is everybody here?" He asked. It was a question that wandered through his mind. There were several people who hadn't had time to heal before he had to write off. "Are the kids okay?"

"There is no need to worry, my dear. They did a great job and it was to be expected. “

Mrs. Chorvelin didn't directly say that everyone was doing a good job, but only implied that they were just doing as well as they could. What does this mean exactly? Are they suffering terrible or not?

He frowned. "Do they still need healing?"

She smiled softly and shook her head. "No, dear. You have done a great job and I will thank you on their behalf. As a token of appreciation, please accept this. It's not much, but I've done my best. “

"Huh?" Sev looked at what she had offered. It seems to be a pile of neatly folded clothes. It's not a disaster of beige and brown on him, it's a clean white. "This is for me?"

"Of course, my dear," she said. "I'm probably not a professional seamstress. I can at least provide you with something that lasts more than your filthy scrap. She lifted her garment to him, arching her slender eyebrows. Her expression clearly told him that she would not accept an answer of rejection.

Dirty scrap? He looked down at himself. His clothes haven't improved since the last time he was here. In fact, it looks worse because the blood stains have turned into a scabbed brown.

He took what she offered and held it awkwardly, not knowing what he should do. Should he hide it in his inventory, or would it be considered rude?

"There, if you will." She turned and pointed to a small folding screen next to the golden tree.

He stared at it, bewildered. How could he not have noticed this before? No, wait, it doesn't matter now. Of course, she didn't mean to let him ......

"Okay, hurry," she gestured to the screen. "I don't know if I'll need to make any adjustments unless you try it on, right now?"

Sev felt blood run down his face. She's serious, isn't she? What the hell is this game? Can't he equip it somehow? Like, snap your fingers and magically make it appear to him? He searched his mind for the control system, but found no information about the equipment clothes. Stuff can be put in stock, or pulled out, but that's about it.

Stupid realism game!?

He stiffened over to the screen. Due to its location and size, it proves to be quite private, but the fact that he's tall enough to look down on the screen and see all the other players curiously looking in his direction makes it a million times worse. Gritting his teeth, he hurriedly changed his clothes, trying his best to ignore the staring gaze.

They found his predicament hilarious. A few people even howled wolves, trying to find another man in black to murder him and free him from the sea of suffering.

He stood unapprehensively in front of Ms. Jovilyn as she looked at his new clothes. She smiled. "Well now, my dear. That looks a lot better, doesn't it? “

"I think so." He couldn't quite see himself, but he did feel better. She made him baggy trousers and a fitted tunic that was essentially the same style as his previous outfit, but made of much softer material. "Great!" She sounded very happy. "Now, dear, if you don't mind, I have a small task that I need your help with. Would you like to help me one more time? “

Another mission? He straightened up, paying close attention. Can he do more treatment? "What's the matter?"

"I know you'll be willing. You're a brave man, aren't you? Look here. She held out a hand, and he leaned in. A small flower lies in the palm of her hand, and five orange petals are arranged in the shape of a star. Its center is a slightly pale orange. "It's a star flower. See? “

Sev scratched his chin. It must have taken a lot of imagination to come up with the name. "Okay......?"

"These are my sister's favorite flowers, you know. She's coming to visit tonight, and I thought it would be nice if I could give her some flowers. If you could pick me some – oh, ten is enough, I would be very grateful. “

You want me to pick some flowers. as a task. Severance looked at her with a bad feeling. The last time he was going to pick, it didn't go well.

He tried not to appear too depressed. "Where can I find these flowers?"

"Oh, it's not far away." She turned and pointed to a path on the other side of the river. "Just follow that path to the grass. There are a lot of star flowers growing there.

Ah, I should warn you. She looked up at him, her brow furrowed slightly. Selma's bees love them, and they're likely to try to keep you away from them. You may want to come into contact with the flowers, what should you know to do?. “

Mission: Pick 10 star flowers

Mission: Kill 20 Selma's bees

Pick flowers. Kill the bees. Very good. He hates bees.

"Come on, hurry," one of the players behind him complained.

"Hurry up!" Lady Jovelyn pretended not to hear anything, and continued to persuade him. "If you're struggling, you can consider finding some friends to help you."

Friend? He doesn't have anything like that.

He thanked Ms. Jovilyn and hurried to the path she had pointed out earlier. There is a small wooden bridge that spans the creek.

This is not a task of healing

He'd always wanted it, but maybe it was a good idea

Familiarize yourself with Usain Bolt. At least, he wouldn't feel too bad about crushing the bees. He was stung once as a child, and from then on, he believed that the only good bee was a dead bee.

He's pretty sure that doesn't change when it comes to Elliona Bees.

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These flowers are easy to find. Since they were the same bright orange color as the traffic cones, Sev saw them. It's like a lovely meadow with orange stars scattered across it. Beautiful scenery if it weren't for those distracting buzzing.

A low hum that turned into an angry drone as he approached the starry meadow. It must have been the sound of bees, and Severance looked around but saw nothing.

Well, then...

He walked into the meadow. The chatter instantly grew louder and angrier, so much so that it almost shook his bones. Severance nervously pulled his staff from his inventory. He took it and cautiously scanned the area.

Where did that sound come from? Are these bees the size of fleas, or what? He slowly turned around and examined the entire meadow, seeing only orange flowers and beautiful grass.

Then he accidentally raised his head.

"Oh, oh, wow." That's a bee, that's right. They buzzed in droves, just above him. Their fat yellow and black hovered in place, their glittering black eyes staring at him angrily.

His heart sank as he looked up at them. "Should I kill 20 of these guys?" They're the size of a damn turkey!

He inadvertently took a step back. Something creaked underfoot. The humming suddenly stopped, leaving the entire area eerily silent. Severance suddenly felt, something terrible was wrong?

He glanced at it, lifted his foot, and saw a shattered starflower. Just then, a shadow fell on him. He raised his eyes and saw a huge bee leaping towards his face.

"Ah--!h

As the white faded from his field of vision, Severance found himself standing in Asendas again. The stone building sat nearby, silently judging him.

You have fallen. You've gained weakness.

He really hates bees.