The archers writhed on the ground like panicked cockroaches, stunned by the arrow I'd thrown back. I barely noticed, my attention fixed on my hands. This… is my power?
My senses had sharpened to a beastly edge with my boosted Five Senses stat. My movements were swift as the wind, thanks to heightened Agility. My arms, now stronger, could hurl an arrow farther than any bow.
With increased Concentration, I could hit a target with pinpoint accuracy. "It's like my body isn't mine anymore!" Yet my fingers felt clumsy, the razor-sharp dexterity I once had dulled.
The loss of Dexterity made threading a needle blindfolded impossible. But it wasn't a big deal—I could always restore it later. "Wow, I can do anything with this!" I marveled.
Elated, I checked the other skills in my "Poor Dexterity" tree. Three professions were available to choose from. As I pondered, students spilled out of the castle, the banquet over.
"Let's start building our village! We need to gather materials from the forest!" "If we don't finish our houses by nightfall, we'll be camping out!" "I can't sleep in the open—that'd be humiliating!"
"Only trash would sleep under the stars! Brace yourselves!" Every class was rushing to build shelters first. A group of burly warriors entered the forest, axes in hand.
Lacking tools to chop trees, I decided to become a Ranger. My profession shifted from "None" to "Ranger," costing 10 MP. The Ranger skill "Survival Technique" flooded my mind with knowledge.
Alright, first I need tools—a stone knife and a stone axe. I followed the warriors into the forest. As I rummaged through fallen rocks, their taunts rang out.
"Hahaha! What's that trash doing?" "He's picking up rocks! He's lost it!" Ignoring them, I sharpened a grippable stone into a "stone knife" by striking it against another rock.
I tied a larger, flattened stone to a branch with ivy, crafting a "stone axe." My first high school creation filled me with joy—I raised it like a hero's sword. My body gleamed in the sunlight filtering through the clouds.
A window appeared before me: You have leveled up! "Oh!" I exclaimed at the unexpected surprise. Crafting a knife and axe had already pushed me to the next level!
Dexterity increased by 100 points! Normally, leveling up grants just 5 points—my "Dexterous Growth" skill must be the key. More professions, like "Appraiser," were now unlocked.
Appraiser seemed perfect for survival, so I switched to it. Testing the "Appraise" skill, I examined my stone axe. A window revealed it had several times the cutting power of an iron axe.
Several times an iron axe? Seriously? As I shouted in disbelief, the warriors jeered again. "Look at that trash, so proud of his little stone axe!"
"He's like a caveman! What can he do with that?" "Gyahaha! He'd probably wet himself if he saw fire!" Ignoring them, I switched to the Lumberjack profession.
I raised my stone axe, activating the "Fast Logging" skill on a massive tree. Oooohhhhhh!
THWACK-THWACK-THWACK! Wood chips sprayed like rain, and gashes formed in the trunk.
The tree wobbled toward the warriors. "It's going to fall!" I shouted. They scattered like spiders as the tree crashed down.
Kerplunk! The earth shook, and the warriors who didn't escape fell on their rears. "What the hell…? You felled that huge tree in seconds?"
"We're warriors, and we can barely chop a sapling!" "That trash was supposed to be jobless!" Unfazed, I hacked the tree into manageable pieces with my stone axe.
Appraisal: Suitable for building materials with various bonuses. The warriors gaped, their mockery silenced. I carried on, ready to build my future—alone but unstoppable