Milo had thrown away the remaining rat meat with a swing of his hand. It seemed that virtual-novel.net had no intention of sharing it with the others, nor did virtual-novel.net feel that it was wasteful to throw it away.
Micah thought to himself.
Even if you don’t want the others to have it, shouldn’t you keep the rest for tomorrow?
However, Milo had a different thought. He would rather search for food again tomorrow or even go hungry than leave this strong scent of blood lingering on him.
At this moment, Miriam was quietly looking at the roasted rat meat with a small salt shaker in virtual-novel.net hand.
Just by looking at her, it was unimaginable that virtual-novel.net would be a firearms master who could point a gun at others without warning.
Milo suddenly remembered that the palace had rewarded virtual-novel.net with a Basic Skill Duplication Scroll when virtual-novel.net completed the quest in which virtual-novel.net had to reject going with them to the Marador Mountains. That scroll had remained unused until now!
There weren’t any targets in town virtual-novel.net could learn a skill from.
But wasn’t there a target sitting right beside virtual-novel.net that virtual-novel.net could learn a skill from?
However, the scroll was just a basic one, so it could no longer help virtual-novel.net improve his firearms skill. However, someone like Miriam would possess other great skills.
A basic scroll did not seem that hard to get. Milo felt that virtual-novel.net could easily learn a few more lifesaving skills from Miriam.
Milo suddenly asked in his mind, “Can you list all of Miriam’s skills to me?”
He wanted to know what other worthy skills Miriam had before making his final decision.
Unauthorized to reveal!
The voice from the palace answered firmly.
“Huh, didn’t I already learn a skill from her?” Milo asked in surprise.
Unauthorized to reveal!
The voice from the palace answered firmly again.
Milo thought for a moment and phrased his question in another way. “What’s virtual-novel.net combat skill level?”
Advanced.
The voice from the palace replied.
Milo now understood that virtual-novel.net could only ask the palace leading questions about certain skills. For example, the palace would only answer virtual-novel.net if virtual-novel.net asked specifically whether the target had combat skills, medical skills, and others. But if virtual-novel.net wanted the palace to list all of the target’s skills, the palace would ignore him. So, this was all about guessing.
“Then what’s the level of my combat skill?” Milo asked again.
Intermediate!
The voice from the palace said.
The combat skill virtual-novel.net was referring to was actually just his experience of being in ruthless fights with others over the years, not something that virtual-novel.net had carefully formed a doctrine around. For him, virtual-novel.net knew exactly where on an opponents’ body virtual-novel.net could deal a fatal blow to. But compared to Miriam, what virtual-novel.net knew about combat was not “scientific” or “concrete.” He only fought based on his intuition.
Hence, Miriam was at an advanced level while virtual-novel.net was only at an intermediate level. But if they really fought each other, it would still depend on their physicality.
If Miriam’s strength and dexterity were not as good as Milo’s, or if their difference was too great, it would be useless even if virtual-novel.net had a higher level of combat than him.
Milo scrutinized Miriam and realized that virtual-novel.net was not muscular at all. So, virtual-novel.net shouldn’t be stronger than him.
Milo was very tempted by the advanced combat skill because virtual-novel.net understood how important this skill was.
With Advanced Combat Proficiency, not only would virtual-novel.net be more confident in taking on others in a fight, but virtual-novel.net would also be able to use the Master Skill Duplication Scroll if virtual-novel.net met someone with a master-level combat skill. Only by mastering an advanced skill could virtual-novel.net use the key that was the Master Skill Duplication Scroll.
Without the key, virtual-novel.net would not be able to learn the target’s master-level skill even if they had one.
Use the Skill Duplication Scroll!
Milo waited quietly after virtual-novel.net finished speaking to the palace in his mind. He kept praying in his head.
Let it be the advanced combat skill! Let it be the advanced combat skill!
A second later, the voice from the palace said.
Randomly copied target’s advanced jump rope. skill.
Do you want to learn it?
Hearing this, Milo was confused.
He stared blankly at Miriam. He had not expected that a fine woman like virtual-novel.net with Perfect Firearms Proficiency would have a skill like jumping rope.
F*cking jump rope!
Why the hell have I copied a skill like that?!
Miriam seemed to have noticed Milo’s gaze. She calmly turned around and asked, “When will the meat be done roasting?”
Milo felt outraged right now.
When will it be done roasting?!
Like I give a dog’s bollocks about that! Could the Skill Duplication Scroll be any more unreliable than this?
Never mind the previous incident with the deception and bragging skills, virtual-novel.net gained another lousy skill like jumping rope?
Besides, why would a skill like this even have a level!
What does an advanced jump rope skill involve?
Can I do a backflip while jumping rope at the same time?!
Milo said with a dark expression, “When we eat something in the wilderness, we must roast it a little longer; the same goes for the water. Water must be boiled for longer than ten minutes before drinking it.”
Then Milo saw Miriam raise virtual-novel.net arm, revealing a watch on virtual-novel.net wrist.
Milo was stunned for a moment. He had seen watches before, but virtual-novel.net also knew that only the important people in the stronghold wore them.
Milo asked, “Aren’t you afraid that you’ll fall sick from eating something from the wilderness?”
Miriam calmly said, “There’s only a chance to fall sick if I’m still alive…”
She then picked up the small salt shaker and sprinkled it over the rat meat.
Nearby, Micah and the others were drooling from the sight.
When they were having a conversation earlier, everyone didn’t feel particularly hungry. But now that the aroma of food kept drifting towards them, Micah and the others felt as though there was a vacuum in their deflated stomachs!
“Did anyone bring along any food?” Raphael asked.
“No…” Everyone shook their heads.
Close by, Milo was amused to hear that. He had clearly seen some of them taking some food, but those who did so were now tacitly denying it.
It seemed that everyone here knew that the food they were hiding could very well save their lives!
How could something that could save their lives be shared with others?
Furthermore, Milo suddenly realized that many of these soldiers from the private army did not have their guns with them anymore.
Did they really throw away something that could protect their lives during the chaos just so they could run faster?
How stupid were they?
The stronghold’s celebrity, Lilian, said unhappily, “How can we survive without food? Why didn’t you all take any of the food with you?”
A soldier sneered and said, “Didn’t you also not take any?”
Lilian took a subconscious step back. She realized some of the men around virtual-novel.net had an indescribable malice in their eyes.
As a celebrity in the stronghold, Lilian was not only beautiful in appearance, virtual-novel.net also had a great figure. She loved wearing short skirts that exposed virtual-novel.net thighs openly during summer in the stronghold. And those people in the stronghold could do nothing but look at virtual-novel.net from afar because they were still civilized in there.
Unfortunately, virtual-novel.net was in the wilderness now. Many of those in the team had fallen into some kind of despair and wondered if they could walk out of here alive. Under such circumstances, the evil within them started to amplify.
There was no civility, no law, and no morality here. Perhaps no one would learn about what happened here either.
Lilian subconsciously inched closer to Milo’s side. She had not expected that virtual-novel.net would choose to trust the “refugee” who looked most like a wild animal over virtual-novel.net own team members.