[⅓ slots of your deck are filled.]

"What is this? I take up slots when I use a card? And there are only three slots to use cards at the same time..." I muttered to myself.

The system was definitely designed to maintain a certain balance, a balance to prevent me from simply accumulating powers without any restriction.

Anyway, the Sharingan was a powerful enough power and there was still the option of assimilation, which I could assume from my knowledge of Chinese novels meant that I would make the Sharingan a permanent part of my skills.

"System, can I assimilate any card?"

[You can only assimilate Skill Cards.]

"I see. And how many skills can I assimilate at once?"

[You only have 1 assimilation slot at the moment.]

In other words, if I chose to assimilate the Sharingan now, it would take up my only available assimilation slot. It was a decision I couldn't make lightly. Still, the prospect of having the Sharingan, with all its attributes and skills, permanently as mine was too tempting to ignore.

"System, how long would it take me to assimilate the Sharingan?"

[The process of assimilating the Sharingan skill will take 32 hours. During this time, you won't be able to use this skill card, occupy the assimilation slot with another skill, or cancel the assimilation.]

"32 hours..."

Assimilating the Sharingan would be incredibly useful in the long run, but during the assimilation time, I would be completely vulnerable, as this was my only power for the time being, and thus the only thing that could help me get out of any dangerous situations.

I turned away from the mirror and paced the small, almost empty room. The Minecraft pickaxe was undoubtedly a unique tool and could be extremely useful in certain situations, but walking around with an iron pickaxe wouldn't go unnoticed. In fact, it would be an incredibly bizarre sight to anyone who saw me on the street, and considering I was in a universe where heroes and villains could be anywhere, I didn't want to draw attention in such an unnecessary way.

"There's no point in using the pickaxe yet..." I made a decision. "System, I want to equip the Sharingan."

[The Skill Card "Sharingan" was equipped.]

[⅔ slots of your deck are filled.]

I felt a slight pressure in my eyes as the Sharingan was activated. So I ran into the bathroom of my apartment, and when I looked in the mirror, I saw that my left eye pupil was red, and there was a Tomoe in it. Surprisingly, my perspective of the world around me began to sharpen, as if the world had gained a new level of detail that I had been unable to perceive before. In a way, it felt like going from 60Hz on the monitor to 360Hz. Every time my left eye moved, I saw a projection of what I was about to see before I actually saw it. It was difficult to explain.

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"It's only a one-tomoe sharingan in one eye, but it made a huge difference. Still, I can understand now why this is only a Rare reward, and not Legendary or whatever nomenclature is used for the highest Rating in this system. It would have been much better for me to get a Mangekyou directly, but I can't be greedy. I didn't even have to experience anger or fear to activate my Sharingan, so that's great."

I opened my left eye wide in front of the mirror with the help of my fingers, trying to see if this wasn't some kind of special, super-technological lens that imitated the Sharingan, but obviously, it wasn't. It was.

In any case, this system had indeed imbued me with a Sharingan with enormous ease, and I could only be grateful that the Sharingan hadn't appeared on my hand like the Iron Pickaxe had, otherwise I would have had to rip out one of my eyes myself to put the Sharingan on.

"I can assimilate the Sharingan later, when it's safe and I'm more experienced. For now, I'd better use it as needed and concentrate on finding more quests or ways to get Card Points."

With the Sharingan equipped, my nerdy, adventurous side was itching to test its capskills right away.

"Um... The shots I heard didn't go far..."

With so much adrenaline in my body, I couldn't just stand around and wait for the quests to come to me, so I thought I'd investigate the area further.

I opened the closet and looked for an outfit that would be appropriate for an... investigation. I didn't want to look like a thief, but I wanted to be able to hide quickly. I was wearing a red sweatshirt, which wasn't very good for hiding in the dark alleys of New York. So I grabbed a black hooded jacket from my closet. I pulled the hood over my head, covering most of my face, and put on a turtleneck underneath that I would never wear in any other situation.

When I reached the first floor of my building, I pushed open the door and stepped out onto the sidewalk. I looked left and then right, trying to decide where to go.

I still needed to better understand how to use my skills, so it wouldn't do to go to the bad side of Brooklyn where I could do drugs, so I went left.

With my hands in my jacket pockets and my head down, I blended in with the crowd that always seemed to be present in this city, even at night.

As I walked, I noticed that most of the local businesses were closed. Those that were open didn't seem very friendly. This was the side of New York that wasn't shown in the newspapers, and in this universe it wasn't very different from mine.

On the sidewalk where I was standing, I saw a group of men gathered around an improvised fire in a garbage can. They weren't beggars, for they were well-dressed and talking loudly. When the bald man among them realized I was watching as I approached, he reacted immediately.

"Hey, kid, you lost something?" he said, reaching out to grab me.

The other two smiled mockingly, as if they had done this countless times before. It was a classic move to rip people off. For certain people, a touch was enough to steal something from other people, the classic thieves.

As soon as the man's hand came towards me, I stepped aside and deftly dodged it.

"What the...?" The look of surprise on the man's face was almost comical. He obviously hadn't expected me to be fast enough to avoid contact, but my secret wasn't speed, it was anticipation.

I just ignored it and walked on as if nothing had happened. I didn't want a stupid mess. However, the three men became irritated even when I just continued on my way.

The same man who had tried to rob me yelled:

"Hey, kid, wait a minute! We know each other, don't we? Come here!"

[You have received the Side quest "Neighborhood Defects"!]

[Side quest: Neighborhood Defects

Description: A man tried to rob you and you stopped him, but it seems to have complicated things. When the wrong-doers see the righteous as weaker, the righteous must face their mistake to teach others a lesson so they won't make more mistakes.

Objective: Deal with the three thieves.

Rewards:

+200 Card Points.]

'And here we go with the classic extra scene... Calm down, the goal is just to "deal"?' I thought at that moment.

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