<h4>Chapter 3: Pyromania Passive Skill</h4>
"Die, you scoundrel!" Thedy roared in ire.
She pped her hand on the skill set, and that was fair since there was just one skill avable here.
Her staff brightened in mes, but Reylin''s mes were faster.
Those mes swarmed her vision again, and Reylin didn''t miss that opportunity! In a session of a few long steps, he appeared behind the woman and pointed his staff at her bottom.
He whistled, and the fireball beautifully spread across her clothes.
The newbie clothes revealed newbie panties, and Reylin''s bullying stopped exactly before further damage applied.
He was content with that damage, but just on that part.
His staff rose, and he threw another fireball onto her face.
"I have control here," Reylin smirked.
But thedy couldn''t care less about the mes. She just pointed her staff forward and sent a fireball toward her opponent. Actually, she had a high chance of hitting Reylin in their tutorial mode.
It was a little tight here.
Reylin didn''t dodge either.
All he did was raise his hand up and let the foreign mes ssh on his palm! As those spread across his hand, Reylin closed his eyes and relished on the fire and its warmth! He also had lowered pain sensors, but that was not so much like the majority of yers.
But what mattered was that health potions could cure that wound with no problem.
He could be reckless and y around with the mes as much as he wanted!
"I''ve had a little incident on Earth... And the mes felt different... Hmm..." Reylin pondered while thedy howled and waved her staff around, trying to wound him.
His lips curved into a cheeky smile, and he pointed his finger at thedy, "Fireball." Although the fireball didn''te out, his finger let out red light.
It gave hope for Reylin, and he continued with his experiment!
At that time, his opponent conjured another fireball thatnded on his stomach! His back arched a little, but the already familiar feeling flowed faster within him. And soon, the genuine and stronger fireball formed before Reylin''s finger.
"How... did you do it?" Thedy asked...
[You have created your own skill, Rey me Lin''s Pyromania!]
[Rey me Lin''s Pyromania - A passive skill that lets you turn mes into mana. It increases your understanding of fire.]
"This is the skill I shall evolve and focus on." Reylin decided, his eyes shifting to the shocked woman, "You have survived enough. I guess your ss gave you some defense against mes, which is so game-like I find it cute. Now, without further ado, you can disappear. Cover your ass once you respawn." He helped thedy with the iing plight and sent her away.
[You have killed Lv. 2 Mimi FF.]
[You have found a way out of the tutorial.]
"Good," Reylin whistled.
The tutorial quest was to kill ten slimes, allowing the yer to leave the tutorial. However, Reylin rolled over the sewage, and he leveled up two times, which became his advantage here.
On his way, Reylin met another yer.
It was a man.
"Hi there, young man." Reylin cheerfully said.
"Aren''t you a young man yourself?" The man replied, looking weirdly at Reylin.
"True. I am about to turn eighteen. Just three months. How about you?" Reylin replied and started a conversation out of ce.
From the starters, why would that guy talk about his real-life with a random person? One of the steel rules on the was to not share your real information with randoms! That was so obvious, and yet Reylin just shared his age, and who knew what else he would share soon!
The man narrowed his eyes, "Cut the chase."
"I mean, isn''t it funny to talk a little? You can always learn something new... And well... It''s funny to talk with a dude you are about to kill. Anyway, I can give you a choice. What I want is your potions, young man. Either you give me them willingly, or I will st your average face with my fireball." Reylin concluded.
Naturally, the young man didn''t want to pass his potions. He had worked hard for them, and he was just about toe out of the tutorial with an abundant amount. It would help him bountifully with his leveling up, and his friends would probably get shocked too!
Thus, he replied, "I am pretty good at this game, you know? Let''s fight if you want to die that badly!" He bared his sword and took a defensive stance.
Reylin whistled, raised his hand, and flicked it, "Brave young man. I hope that this failure won''t discourage you, and you won''t turn into a coward."
"..."
Seeing the fireballing out of his palm, the man dropped his sword and threw all the potions he had toward Reylin, "I don''t want to die!"
"Oh, is that really all?" Reylin whistled cheerfully.
"It is! It is, young man!"
"Thanks for your patronage! May the goddess of fire, my waifu, bless you with a thick woman." Reylin passed his prayers and continued his journey!
The man bitterlyughed, "I guess I lost a bet with my friends... But if I get a thick woman, I will know who to thank!"