《I'm clueless in another world.》Chapter 4
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I opened the status screen and once again staring at it.
Tsukasa Tsutsukakushi.
Level 2.
Skill point: 2.
Health(regen per day): 33(8)
Magic(regen per day): 24(16)
Stamina(regen per hour): 42(8)
I rubbed my chin, seemed like everything was raised by 5, and the regeneration raised by 3. Another thing that I noticed was that my magic and stamina had been restored into its maximum value, didn't know about health though.
Anyhow, I had a slight idea of what I should do on the skills.
First, considering I didn't know for how long I would stick in this place, focusing on magic might be not a good idea. Indeed, as far as my experience went, even the most disappointing magic like direction was very useful in the right circumstance, the problem was the limited amount of magic I could use in a day.
Second, but at the same time, I needed a fire either as a light source or a heat source. If my gaming experience and knowledge were right, it was the right job for the evocation or the transmutation. Then again, I didn't want to invest in a skill I wouldn't use.
Anyway, as the starters with a face full of hesitation, I put the skill points into the transmutation.
Tsukasa Tsutsukakushi: Divination 1, Transmutation 0 → 1, Unarmed 1. Skill point 2 → 1.
"Congratulations! You have learned Transmutation Magic Lvl 1, please choose four of the following effects. Warning, once you choose the effects it can't be undone."
"...This is a big joke, right?!"
The number of the available made me wanted to cry, I counted there were 49 skills, and I could only pick 4?! not to mention I should do this without knowing any of their effects.
Anyhow, from the name of the skills such as claws, mold earth, blade of grass or gust, it seemed the transmutation skills was focusing on controlling, and changing properties or shape of the existing object.
This time I sat down, thinking very seriously about the skill that I should take, I meant from the 49 skills, one of those skills must be useful to create a fire... but no, the most fire-ish spell was Control flame,
"A bad luck huh... well whatever. Ah, this one seems interesting."
-Abracadabra: Create a minor magical trick. Cost: 1 Magic. Range: 10 meters.
-Butcher: A corpse you touch is taken apart into its component parts. Cost: 5 Magic.
-Launch: Touch up to 3 objects weighted less than one kilogram and launch them toward your target. Damage: +1. Cost: 3 for each object.
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-Mending: Repairs a single break or tear in an object you touch. Cost: 10 Magic.
Alongside this, my Magic and its regeneration raised by 3.
And surprisingly, even though I only took the skill with its name as the basic assumption, everything except launch was a jackpot, at first I thought launch would launch myself, kinda like a boost to my jump power but the end result was something that totally different, it wasn't that bad, but I just couldn't find any use for it.
Most likely because I didn't know how the damage system worked. I meant, just how much a +1 damage was? If I launched one into the target head, one into the target heart and one into the target shoulder, would they receive the same damage?
But that was a question for another day, it was unproductive to think about something that I had zero ideas about.
Back to the skill, Mending name was kinda self-explained, Butcher was a misclick though I kinda hoping it was an attacking skill but Butcher skill description wasn't that bad either, in fact, I would say it was an okay one.
And the real jackpot was Abracadabra, even though I only picked it because it had a unique name, compared to the others, that would mean this was a good one, right?. And indeed, it was a very versatile skill, if I snapped my finger I could burn any burnable object, the fire wasn't that big, but I could use the grass and several other things to feed the fire. If I clapped my hand I could clean or soil any object with a volume less than 1 meter. And there were several other functions, even though none of them could be used for a battle, but for survival and out of a battle activity Abracadabra was the MVP.
Next, I tried to raise unarmed combat but nothing happened. So it seemed the requirement was two skill points to raise it into level 2, and three skill point for level 3.
Well, I have an alternative plan though. Learning from the last encounter, I guessed it would be best if I didn't receive any kind of damage.
Tsukasa Tsutsukakushi: Divination 1, Movement 0 → 1, Transmutation 1, Unarmed 1. Skill point 1 → 0.
"Congratulations! You have learned Movement Lvl 1!"
Huh, except for my health, health regeneration, stamina and stamina regeneration raised by 1, 2, 3 and 6. Other than this, I didn't get any other skills.
Nevertheless, with the skill to create a fire, I started backtracking my way, searching for the goat herd.
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After spending some of my time, I finally found the herds. But if I took a good look, unlike the goats from the earth these goats were every colour, shape and size. The only thing each had in common was their majestic horn; making me wondered if all of those goats were all male, or the female goats in this place also grew a horn.
I walked casually across the grassy field. In my eyes, I didn't see goats at all, just food, grilled meat and even though I was sure enough letting my thought leaking out, none of the meats was going away. They weren't afraid of humans? Anyhow those meats were making a dumb mistake.
I strolled around, curiously looking around until I found the meat that was eating on the outer circle, a little bit separated from the other meats.
With a deep breath, I walked to the lonely meat. It nonchalantly ignored me and kept munching on the grass.
Then, there was a blood on my knuckles and bruise on the goat's head, and with another punch this time I got what I wanted.
So I needed two punches to destroy the goat skull but I only needed one to broke the orc muscular arm?!
Now I was very curious about the rule of this world. Though, as I was blankly staring at my bloodied fist, the herd behind me started bleating around, thrashing on the ground.
Under the swirling brown blur of the dust, I didn't know what I had to do. Unlike that time, when I was fighting the orc I only needed to see and concentrate at one target, but this time I was overwhelmed by the sheer number as I foolishly stood and watched the other goats running away.
A few seconds had passed and I still petrified. No, it wasn't a fear, this time my limbs and body weren't shaking, maybe it was confusion. I completely dumbfounded as I had no idea of what I should do. Should I run away? or should I chase after them? Then which one? The one with the smallest horn? The nearest one? The smallest one?
As I watched the storm of dust slowly dissipated, I was biting my lips when I realized the difference between fighting against the hordes of enemy and fighting against a single enemy.
Indeed the goat wasn't a hostile one, all they ever did was running away from me, but what if they ran at my direction? that was most definitely a bad ending; getting stomped to death by a herd of goats.
I should've made a better plan for the next time I met the goats though, who knew... maybe next time they would decide to fight back rather than running away.
Then again, it was a matter for another time. Me hungry, me brain couldn't think.
I walked to the goat corpse and used Butcher.
For several minutes after I used Butcher, Hair was left the goat's skin, and the skin was stretched into a rectangular shape and folded. Then the meat was flying out, removing itself from the bones. The bones were completely clean and automatically arranged itself. The organs were removed and neatly arranged. The blood was floating around, circling for a few seconds before it drained into the ground, though I could see a small amount of blood dripping out from the meat. And it seemed like any part of the creature that was too rotten or to bad to use was rapidly decomposed into dirt.
Then I started collecting some grasses and used the bones as the base to make a simple bonfire.
"Abracadabra." I said at the same time as I flicked my finger, and a small fire lighted out.
Blowing the fire to make it big, using another straw of grasses as the fuel. And it didn't take long before the fire was burning consistently.
Next, I broke the smaller bone and using it as the skewer for the meat.
And as I was clumsily roasting the meat then eating some then roasting it again then eating some again.
Until from behind my back, I heard another rustling sound. It was lighter than an orc, and I didn't hear any stomping either. Maybe it was a big slime? What a perfect timing, I really wanted to drink something right now.
But when I turned my head, my lips curled up into a big grin.
Indeed, it wasn't a slime, rather it was a human!!! And from her clothes alone I could tell she was an earthling, or maybe the people in this world was having the same fashion sense like us. But... there was one thing that bothered me though.
"Is... is that a food? Do...you understand me? Can you share some?" She said with a familiar language without looking at me.
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