《NEET of God》Chapter 6- You’re cheating me
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Chapter 6- You’re cheating me
--Reveka---
Are you kidding me?
Remember my skill? Yeah that one, the wishing one. I was starting to wonder if it was meant as a cheat or was someone mocking me. The second possibility seemed very believable, much to my ‘un-fortune’.
I have tried various little wishes lately, most of them concerning information. First I wanted some information regarding the people around me so one beautiful day, well yesterday, I tried wishing.
I tried the same thing I did to myself.
“I wish to open Veta’s status window. Show condition.”
Yeah, it would show the conditions in my mind when I asked it.
Ok, if that’s the only thing needed then it could be fine.
But it could also get me killed.
If I ever fought someone you couldn’t expect me to try and touch him, right? Wouldn’t I die like that?
As I was mentally expressing my dissatisfaction, I still went and brushed past Veta lightly and saw a window the very same as mine appear, well almost the same one.
Nickname: Mother Veta
Age:48
Race: Human
Status: Alive, healthy
HP: 380/380
MP: 90/90
Average Physical Ability: 69
Average Magical Ability: 20
Titles: ‘Mother Veta’ ‘Strict mother’ ‘Loving one’ ‘Iron-fisted woman’
Skills: ‘Cooking master’ ‘Healing hug’ ‘Iron-fist’ >>
For one she had MP and magical ability, meaning there was magic in this world. She also didn’t have a special status, or whatever that was supposed to be. I noticed there are no levels but that’s probably because it’s not supposed to be a game.
Things seemed fine, but the more I looked the more it hurt.
She can freaking KO me in one hit. Really?! If I think that her average physical ability is her attack points she can easily kill me.
I shuddered.
They look like good people but I’d better keep my guard up… I still won’t survive even if I keep it up, so it would be better if I tried to find some escape routes.
As I nodded to myself, I went back to experimenting. Right there I might have not noticed but I had accepted my new reality much easier than I should have.
My experiment number two consisted of the same wish expressed in other words with Veta still being my target as she cooked in the kitchen.
“I wish to open Veta’s character menu. Show condition.”
And weirdly enough the condition was different. I wasn’t expecting it to be different because my mental image of the two was the same freaking thing.
I thought that the skill depended on my mental image but I wasn’t so sure anymore.
Anyway, the condition this time was that I had to look at said person for a whole minute. With not much choice I looked at Veta for a minute, and then her status window appeared again, the same as earlier.
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Again, I tried a different wording for the same wish.
“I wish to appraise Veta.”
And guess what the conditions were?
This time I could choose either to touch her or to look at her for a minute.
I was starting to believe there was no logic behind my skill. I repeated my actions and the same status window appeared again.
I guess the information is correct. I noted mentally but I was sad, as I still couldn’t accept the fact that I was so weak.
My fourth experiment was still the same thing. This time though, I chose the wish that gave the most versions of conditions and added some conditions of my own in the wording.
“I wish to appraise Veta in 20 seconds.”
Everything was the same except that the one minute wait went down to twenty seconds.
Again.
“I wish to appraise Veta right now.”
As soon as I looked at her the information appeared.
>
Experiment complete. Great success.
[Appraisal] was a cheat skill in almost every fantasy novel. Of course I would try to obtain it.
I also learnt that my way of wording the wish could limit not only the wish but also the conditions. I had yet to see the logic behind this change but things were going smoothly.
…
My second session of experiments happened not so intentionally when I tried to wish for information.
The conditions somehow pissed me off so I really thought that someone was mocking me.
The first version was that I could ask somebody, the second was that I could read a book.
If it wasn’t mocking me what was it doing?
I realized though, that it didn’t specify what kind of question I needed to ask, or what kind of book to read.
I immediately chose to read a book. So I picked a book without much thought and found myself before a Sora & Shiro scenario (No g*me no l*fe).
I couldn’t read it.
I felt very weird at that moment. I wasn’t angry but I had just realized after all this time that I could understand these people’s language. To realize it only now, it made me feel weird.
Seeing as I couldn’t read it I just asked.
“I wish to learn the language of these people.”
The condition was that I had to have heard the language before and I had already cleared it.
That was good and all but the heavenly voice asked a weird question.
>
I didn’t know what to make of this question but I still answered without much thought.
“Yes.”
As soon as that word got out of my mouth, a sharp pain hit my brain. It felt like a million small needles were piercing through my mind from every direction.
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I held my head with both my hands a let out a loud scream.
Veta saw me and ran to my side worriedly but I didn’t feel her or anything else except the pain that was invading my brain.
“Aaaaaaaaaaahhhh!”
My cries might have called over the whole neighborhood as more and more people were coming over.
After a good few moments the pain finally subsided and just like that I lost conscious.
That is how my second day in this village ended.
***
The next morning, I woke up with just a slight headache. I might have cursed a few thousand times with my mind but otherwise I was perfectly fine.
Are you kidding me?
I was very angry at my skill but knowing it wouldn’t really answer I just left it at that.
I learnt something new. If the heavenly voice asks such question another time I should answer with no. I made a mental note.
My sudden headache had convinced the people around me completely about my amnesia.
Really now? If amnesiacs suffer that much then no, thank you. It was convenient though, so I didn’t mind.
I returned reluctantly to my earlier book. I wasn’t so pleasantly surprised when I could read it because the price was a big pain in the head, literally.
So I read it. My speed-reading came in handy as I finished it quite soon. Then as I wished again I saw the information in the book appear before me in a window.
Are you freaking kidding me? You mean the reading was to literally get information by what you read.
Then, next condition.
“Veta, how… do you cook… that?” I noticed my words weren’t as bad as they used to be. Was it because I learned the language? Convenient.
“Oh, Revi dear. This? It’s quite easy. You take this and…” As Veta explained the way to cook the poor creature that looked like a squirrel I finished chanting my wish mentally and another window appeared. It showed the way to cook the squirrel.
>
…
Was it my fault? It may have been as I simply asked for information and didn’t specify anything but I had thought that my mental image would suffice. It looks like it didn’t really matter in this case.
I tried again patiently (or not).
“I wish to know about this world.”
I chose another way of wording it and the same conditions appeared again. I just had to ask someone or read about it somewhere.
“I wish to know about this world right now.”
This time the scary question came out. Am I sure??? Without a second thought I shouted ‘no’ mentally. No, thank you.
Of course I didn’t give up.
“I wish to appraise the world.”
Unexpectedly for me, it worked.
Name: Effelemia Azery (the heart, second daughter of World)
Age: Unknown
Myth: At first there was nothing. Then World was born. World was lonely so she created life: first the gods, then the demons, and all the other creatures. War started, many died and the soulless came to be. Seeing her children mercilessly fade, World wept. Her tears never stopped and her sadness finally made her crazy. In her rage and madness, World cut her head and locked in there the gods. World ripped her heart and put her other children inside. Her body, without head and without heart, became home of the soulless. World died yet she lives through her children, hoping for peace to stop her tears, and for love to drown her madness.>>
…Ok.
I looked at the myth of the world and then the name and everything else. I felt a bit impressed for whatever reason.
My mind wandered off those thoughts soon enough and I returned to my skill.
I made a list of mental notes for my skill:
-I can chant my wish mentally, fortunately.
-If I ask to show conditions it will do so in my mind, otherwise I can simply open my status window.
-My way of wording can influence my wish; the conditions I put when chanting the wish will limit the wish’s conditions. (For now true for all, unless proved otherwise.)
-If I ask for information it will give it to me in two ways:1.The stupid way, which I can do myself. The good point is that it records the information in my status window and I can read it whenever. 2. The painful way which starts with a scary question and ends up with me dead, *cough* unconscious.
-It doesn’t consume MP. (not this skill nor my other skills.)
-It is a cheat as long as it doesn’t cheat me (aka ask for stupid conditions).
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LoveBee here. As you may have noticed this was all in Reveka PoV. I feel like I’m taking forever just to explain properly the information. It might be just me as I haven’t posted much for a long time. I decided to explain the skill in this chapter so that it won’t take too long to try and explain it along the story. I expect my brain to be able to advance with the story in the next two chapters, I won’t promise anything thought as I don’t want it to feel much too rushed.
Heh listen to me, talking like I know a lot. I don’t, really. I’m as inexperienced as the next guy.
Anyway, thanks for reading.
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