As the days went by, it became clearer and clearer how my skills worked. Although I hadn't yet had the opportunity to train these skills, I knew that I possessed a range of unique abilities. As well as reading comics, I was a webnovel reader.
The system I had reminded me a lot of Solo Leveling and other Korean novels. As I browsed those windows, I read the description of its features.
[Cultured Reader System]
This was my main skill, through which all my other skills flowed. Several windows had a lock on them, which made me wonder if it was possible to have an inventory or even a market system. Clicking on my skill tree, the first thing I noticed was a small square with an orange magic circle. The information on the mystical abilities I was unlocking was stored there, and with each advance in my studies, an experience bar would increase in that square.
A little higher up were the skills linked to the system.
[Man of Culture]
| The Man of Culture skill gives the user the ability to evolve their skills based on their gender and the completion of missions. With each woman or mission completed, the power and strength of the cultured reader system is improved.
[Fanservice]
| The Fanservice Skill makes it easier for the user to conquer women and attract women. This skill increases exponentially with your strength as a warrior. The Fanservice skill also makes your partners more likely to share you with other women. |
[Reader's Eyes | Glossary]
| The Reader's Eyes skill sends you information about characters, items and locations in the universe you're exploring. |
Watching that made me feel a little relieved. Something that always irritated me as a reader was the limitations of a system. In an MMORPG, a character was always limited by the class they chose. However, it was noticeable that I could unlock skills just by studying and training, which in itself made me much more versatile than other superheroes.
Stretching, I heard the sound of the bell calling me into the dining room.
...
Any fan of the Marvel movies can remember the iconic moment when Thor took a refillable mug of beer. This scene in particular kept replaying in my head during practically every meal I had at Kamar-Taj, all the more so because of the extremely unique dishes served there.
From intergalactic octopus to Pad-Thai, nothing served there resembled a modern westerner's diet.Even if the Filipino spices were good, the lack of bacon and cheddar cheese was making my tongue run wild.
'At least this is better than getting food through a tube,' I thought, as I looked at the soup on my table.
Next to me, various humans, mutants and magical creatures were eating. The only thing that united us was our hesitation to eat and our apprentice robes. If even minotaurs were having trouble eating that, who was I to disagree?
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Behind our group, Wong emerged with his arms crossed.Placing a hand on my shoulder, he spoke to the whole group, "Every punch has a reason, if you want to fight properly, you need to eat properly. "
I sighed deeply, realizing that I was still a long way from achieving my goal. I nodded and spooned some soup into my mouth. The rest of the students did the same, following my example of confidence.
"Exactly! Do like Dante, you need to eat in order to keep evolving," Wong said, reinforcing the need to suffer that poisoning.
[Your resistance to toxic substances went up]
[RES+1]
The message that appeared in front of my eyes didn't lessen my pain, yet I tried to laugh it off. 'Even my system thinks it's a poison'
...
When we had finished dinner, I walked towards the dormitory with the rest of the new students.Halfway there, I met up with Wong to pick up three books from the Kamar-Taj library.
"You're very dedicated in your studies, if you follow this path, you'll soon be graduating," said Wong, with a kind smile on his face.
The truth was that both Ancient One and everyone at Kamar-Taj treated me very well, even if there was a bit of fear at first. My apprenticeship in magic was going well and I was even managing to play around with my magical powers a bit.
'I feel like I'm making good use of my second chance,' I thought.
Looking at Wong with a little trepidation, I decided to let him know. "Master, do you know when I'll be able to return to the world outside Kamar-Taj?Sometimes I miss the human world a little. "
His gentle face changed to a slightly more serious one. As he had previously shown a desire to attack me, I worried that this might be a bad sign.
"You know, Dante, the Elder still wants to teach you a few more things. You don't realize it, but your ability could even be considered dangerous for the human world," he said. His voice was much more guilty for giving me bad news than it was full of anger as I had imagined.
"If I'm going to stay here for a few more years, I promise I'll become a good student, "
Wong smiled, "When the time is right, I'll take you to the outside world myself. The Brookling has some wonderful pizzas!"
...
Over the next few days, a number of events changed. I began to better understand how spells worked; now, I was able to cast a shield and even use some weaker level spells.
Opening portals was still an extremely complex task, but I was starting to get the hang of it. Slowly, I began to have the ability to open small cracks, which was useful for grabbing a notebook from my backpack or eating some grapes hidden in the middle of class.
Little by little, I could see how the teachers were beginning to show me a kind of consideration. Wong was helping me to understand the contents of various books. The Elder, on the other hand, supported me with magical manipulation whenever possible.
This greater contact with the teachers and with the practice of magic, together with my studies during my sleeping hours in spirit form, meant that I quickly reached the advanced class at Kamar-Taj.