I need to test that out, but truthfully, I have literally no idea how to wisdom works, or gets trained…
-/Minus 180 Mana/-
-/Mana Infusion Effects/-
-/Plus 36 Strength/-
-/Plus 36 Constitution/-
-/Plus 36 Agility/-
It really sucks that now, it takes 18 seconds to regen one mana, so it now takes… fudge. 54 minutes to get full mana. Or at least it WOULD, if I didn’t have core training that I keep forgetting about!
Phwoosh.
-/Local Area Drained of Mana/-
-/Core Training Effects/-
-/Mana Filled/-
-/Core Size Increase Effects/-
-/Plus 5 Intelligence/-
Hehe. Haxor.
-/Minus 180 Mana/-
-/Mana Infusion Effects/-
-/Plus 36 Strength/-
-/Plus 36 Constitution/-
-/Plus 36 Agility/-
Wait a minute, shouldn’t I just do it in tens, as to upgrade the level of the mana infusion skill faster? ARGGG…
[Starts Watching the News]
“Hello. Breaking news, on channel 5 news, I can only assume you have all seen the message from yesterday. For those of you out of the loop, the world, has now become a game. We have heard of this due to one, Adam Anderson, a first key witness to these events, whom after informing friends and family, numbering 9 others, he decided to contact the local government, and inform them of the newly found facts.”
“People, do not be alarmed, but if one were to think about the words User Interface, and imagine an interface popping up, one will in fact appear. According to Adam, stats are given to people of an average 10 per base stat. Skills are unlockable. And traits are also.”
“Let us have a commercial break before continuing, as to let the audience have time to register the facts.”
Wow. Good job Adam. I didn’t even need to call. Apparently the Will and Potential is limited to the first 10 people.
I guess I’ll keep cultivating, OH MY GOD! I knew I was saying the wrong word the entire time! Gosh dang diddly darn. The system needs to change Core Training to Core Cultivation. Oh well.
[Time passes, until the afternoon]
-/Stats/-
-/Constitution: 7893 /-
-/Stamina: 7883/-
-/Intelligence: 605/-
-/Strength: 7893/-
-/Agility: 7883/-
-/Wisdom: 10/-
-/Stat Points: 0/-
Well. This is awkward. I think I trained a biiiiiit too much. Now I don’t even think I can be killed by ANYTHING alive.
I mean, my stats are as if I put roughly 800 levels of stat points into EACH stat. Except wisdom. FUDGING WISDOM.
[KNOCK KNOCK]
Huh?
[Walks to door]
[Looks through peephole]
What. The fudge nuggets. Those are… police… FBI, NSA, CIA, and… Who are those guys? AIA? NKA? I don’t even know what those mean.
This book was originally published on Royal Road. Check it out there for the real experience.
-/Thought Acceleration Level Up!/-
Ooh. Cool. Lets open the door. I have a feeling they’ll break it down if I don’t…
[Opens door]
“Hello folks, what can I do for you?”
“Mr. Anderson, this is the newly founded team for investigation of the event nationally called New Kingdom. We are labeled the New Kingdom Association, and are made up of the Central Intelligence Agency, National Security Agency, Federal Bureau of Investigation, as well as the classified Alien Intelligence Association. We are here to ask you a few questions. Do you mind coming with us?”
“Suuuuuuure, I would never think of say… running away, or fighting you guys, I mean, like heck, who would fight some odd 8 Level: 40’s, whom you have situated in the back of your team. I must say, I like how you are already so high leveled. Maybe we can negotiate information and details at your… position.”
“Very well. Please, enter the van.”
[Enters]
Well this is awkward. I’ve just been sitting here in between two officers, who I must say, are beautiful women, and no talking has occurred…
“So. How’d y’all get into this… NKA?”
The 10/10 redhead on my left spoke first.
“I was an agent of the CIA, with a preference for First Person Shooters. Apparently my preference was so well known that my superior officer wrote down my name on a list of gamers, and sent me along into this NKA.”
The… 9.8/10(?) brunette to my right spoke next.
“I was an office worker for the NSA, yet I also was a very highly ranked player of WoW. You know it yes? This got me also sent along here. I must ask, you were the first player, no?”
“Hmm. How did you get that information?”
“We have… talked… with your brother, and he was more than willing to share.”
“...”
“Is he alright? If not, I swear, once we are at your facility, I will spread hell.”
“… Do not worry. He is perfectly safe. He himself, was only level 1 when we found him, yet somehow had stats in the high hundreds. No one of our fighters would dare hurt him.”
“Number two, and only in the hundreds? Wow. He must’ve been really preoccupied. I mean, I did tell him to do a whole bunch of stuff...”
“So you acknowledge you are the so called, ‘First’?”
“Yeah. And let me just inform you and your superiors, high hundreds? Even my brother right now is not even a match for me. Hehe. Not even ten of him.”
“Duly noted.”
“You mind if I get your name? For… future reference?”
“Miss Delia Forth. I already know yours of course.”
“And the quiet agent, who hasn’t spoken since I asked the first question?”
“Williams. Grace, Williams.”
“I bet you’ve always wanted to do that.”
“...”
“Hehe.”
“She might not be the most, outgoing person, but to tell the truth, her record is stunning. Forty-eight designated targets, forty-eight confirmed kills. Thirty-six missions, thirty-six completions. She is one of the most awarded agents, unofficially of course, in the entire world.”
“So. Come here often, Miss Williams?”
“This is the first time I’ve been in this car, Mr. Anderson.”
“That was a joke. Or a flirt. Just saying.”
“Oh. Ha. Haha. It was great. I missed that somehow… Ha.”
“Now I just feel sad… a beautiful, obviously genius intellect woman, who doesn’t understand attraction...”
“Yes, yes, I was very dissapointed myself that she never understands any of my flirtations.”
“What?” x2
“Yes. I’ve flirted with her for some odd 6 hours straight, yes she always answers mildly, or unemotionally. Quite sad.”
“Hmm. Maybe we should tickle her. Get her to… understand our… misgivings.”
“I wouldn’t. She will likely break every finger I touch her with.”
“Pshhhhh.”
[Tickles the **** out of Grace]
“Stop…… I said stop….. this has gone on long enough…. I swear…. don’t make me….”
“What was that last part?”
“I swear…… Ah!…. Please…. I can’t…. AHAHAHAHA! STOP!”
“Fine.”
“….Meanie.”
“Wow. That was great Mr. Anderson. I am so glad I recorded that.”
“No!”-Grace
“I’ll erase it if you do something for me.”
“Anything!”
“Kiss me.”
“...but… I… I’m saving my first for someone I love...”
“Aww. So cute.”
[Delia reaches over for Grace]
[Intercom Connects]
“-Bzzt- Miss Forth, Miss Williams, please refrain from further tom-foolery. We are currently entering the station 79. Please, I repeat, refrain from further tom-foolery.”
“Yes Sir!” x2
“-Bzzt- And Mr. Anderson, please refrain from touching our agents in the future, if you would be so kind...”
“No promises.”
“-Bzzt- … Very well...”