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Chapter 137: [Bonus] New Goals
Chapter 137: [Bonus] New Goals
"Status"
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Name: Reign
Level 25
Age. : 18 (+1 year)
Race: Lightning Skull Tyrant (System Enhance)
Strength :A+
Agility. :A+
Stamina A+
Endurance : A+
Intelligence: A+
Energy: S+
Bite 1
Undead Eye 1
Night Crawl: 20
Clawer: 20
Viral Slash: 10
Claw Bullet: 20
Claw Barrage: 20-(SP)
Death Rail Gun
Death Aura: 20
Enhance Bones: 35
Bone Control: 20
Bone Eater: 20
Bone Summoning: 20
Seed :
Domain
Scorpion Pores [30%]
Serpent Vertebrate [25%]
Black Raven Eyes [10%]
Salamander Scale [30%]
Salamander Lungs [55%]
Salamander Claw [45%]
Drug Immunity
Drug Resistance
Drug Enhancer
[Points]
Attribute Points: 25
Skill Points :66
Dark Dust: 30,567
Evolution Points : 0
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After observing his new status, Reign thought that his progression in terms of attributes was slowing down.
He was still clueless as to how to advance beyond A+ for his other attributes, because there was no longer any + button on it.
Contemplating this, he realized that he should find other ways to make himself stronger without relying solely on additional attributes, such as developing his own unique fighting style.
He knew that no matter how much firepower he possessed, without the ability to use it effectively, he wouldn't be able to tap into its full potential.
It was like comparing two identical cars: one driven by a professional Formula driver, while the other was handled by an average Joe.
The difference in top speed and handling would be vast, depending on how the car was driven.
Fortunately, the current environment provided an ideal training ground for him.
'If the whole Summit City is like this…,' he mused, 'then the number of Corrupted in the center must be in the millions.'
Just imagining the number of Dark Dust he could gain from killing all of the Corrupted was enough to fill him with excitement.
His next priority was creating more Original Skills.
'My Tank mode wasn't acknowledged by the system as an original skill, meaning that certain requirements must be met for a skill to qualify,' Reign pondered to himself.
The advantage of having a skill recognized was big.
For example, whenever he wanted to activate Tank Mode, he had to meticulously construct each step in his mind, akin to building a house from the ground up.
But with Rail-Gun, it had become as effortless as unfolding a portable house from a box.
The amount of time saved would prove invaluable during fast-paced battles.
At the same time, it would clear up mental space for him to focus more effectively during combat.
The question now was how he could devise another skill that the System would recognize.
What variables had he taken into consideration when creating Death Rail Gun?
If he could decipher that, he would be capable of creating more skills.
As he dig further into this topic, he decided to start from the very beginning—the inspiration he drew from the Rail Gun itself.
It was a skill that would only be feasible in an anime or other fictional works.
Recognizing the humanly impossibility of creating a Rail Gun using biological parts, he used his logical reasoning to address the inconsistencies.
He then substituted certain components to make it functional.
In essence, he devised a new blueprint from an impossible idea and transformed it into reality.
So what was the difference between that and Tank Mode?
'Could it be?'
Something click on his mind.
Unlike the Concept of Rail Gun, Tank Mode didn't demand him to materialize an impossible concept.
For instance, animals were capable of creating their own hard shells and exoskeletons through mutation and evolution.
This implied that the concept of Tank Mode wasn't original at all, as it could be achieved naturally.
But what about Rail Gun? It was a concept that didn't exist, making it an original creation.
While he might not have been the first to come up with it, the idea still became a reality thanks to someone else's initiative.
'Let's see,' Reign murmured, closing his eyes and attempting to visualize some of the things he remembered.
Unfortunately, being kidnapped at a young age meant he didn't have much to draw upon.
'I have to find more books,' Reign sighed, seeing the need to expand his knowledge.
Just having a general idea wasn't sufficient to create a skill as intricate as a Rail Gun.
While it might sound straightforward, his Rail Gun comprised numerous individual components.
The only reason he was able to create it was because he had been fixated on that particular topic before.
But he could create something much simpler.
'Let's start , '
He gazed at his sword, envisioning something straightforward.
It was an object that he could conceptualize by guessing the necessary parts to make it, as it wasn't overly complicated.
He didn't need to replicate it exactly like the real deal.
In his mind's eye, he pictured a basic chainsaw, but he wanted it to be sleeker.
Using his bone control ability, a chain-like blade began to form around the sword, while gears materialized at the base.
The transformation mimicked that of a real chainsaw.
The chain-like blade consisted of sharp, interlocking bone segments, allowing it to slice through objects with ease.
As the gears turned using the makeshift dynamo he made, they provided the necessary power to drive the blade, creating a buzzing sound reminiscent of a traditional chainsaw.
The mechanism operated, combining the versatility of a sword with the cutting power of a chainsaw.
It wasn't as perfect as the real deal, but he knew that in the future, when he gained access to newer technological knowledge, he could improve upon it.
[System: Congratulations, Host, for creating a new skill worthy of the System's acknowledgment.]
'I knew it,' he chuckled, pleased to have confirmed his hypothesis.
This discovery opened up a lot of possibilities for him, nearly endless as long as he had enough knowledge about it.
[Please name it for quicker access in the future]
"Skull Grinder"
[Skull Grinder - Saved]
'Sweet!' Reign exclaimed, feeling ecstatic.
He was eager to head to Summit City right away to find more books to read.
It was really ironic.
Despite becoming a monster, he still found himself needing to study.
Talk about proving the saying that "knowledge is power. "
After finishing all his experiments, he decided to search for a working vehicle..
Fortunately, the black miasma took a much longer time to corrupt inanimate objects, so the vehicles were still somehow operational despite being covered in black-colored rust.
VROOOM!
VROOOM!
VROOOM!
In the end, he chose a military-grade truck and drove it back towards the Canyon.
There was no need to go to the Industry sector anymore because he was certain that all of those zombie-like creatures he had killed constituted the entire population.
As he gazed at the dark road shrouded in miasma, it resembled a place where a volcanic eruption had just occurred.
Only the light emanating from the truck illuminated the road. Fortunately, his keen eyesight allowed him to see a little further ahead.
'It's a good thing I made George and Melissa leave first,' a thought crossed his mind.
If not for his plan, those two would already be dead.
In this type of apocalyptic like event, only the wealthy, useful and influential are saved, leaving others to fend for themselves.