I have a diploma!
“My dreams and hopes are gone. ”
I was falling over the sea.
It was because my stats had just changed and I couldn't stay in the air anymore.
Race: Chaos Human
Level: 1
T r a nslate d b y Jpmtl.com Job: ■ ■ B
⁄ Skill: Holy Z Magi Z Blessing Z
Status: Holy Woman, □ □
The Blackbox in the skill has somehow turned into a prophetic occupation. But why do I feel like I'm back where I belong?
If I had more time, I would have handled this problem deeply, but I was distracted by the changes that came at once.
Skills acquired from the Fantasy continent have disappeared except for the transcendent realm. The skill that was always busy has slowed down.
But it didn't get any better.
The skill efficiency was the worst when it dropped to level 1. It seemed to be more efficient than level 1 immediately after returning. T r a nsl ated by Jpm t l .com
It's hard to even expect a grade Z skill effect.
The status remains of only the Holy Girl from the Warrior Festival.
The missing Swords 2 and Golem D have not been summoned. Cannot load a skill from a skill to a job in a blackbox.
And a new mosaic.
That sounded like a typhoon.
Is this what it feels like to have your hands and feet cut off?
“... suddenly. ”
“Yes!”
Luckily, Lady H was summoned normally.
She grabs my waist, which is falling into the sea, and flies up to the sky with three pairs of wings spread wide.
With this, I had less to worry about drifting into the sea.
“...... ”
I feel like I've missed something...
“My Lord?"
I tilted my head as I felt Sanctuary H's bouncy breasts touching my back. T rans l at ed b y jp mtl .c om
I remembered what I missed.
“Where is the prince...? Out of the way! ”
Fearful to command Lady H to fall, the young man with the blue rays of the sword above my head fell like lightning.
He was an old prince who disappeared from sight.
Race: Old Human
Level: 1
Job: ■ ■ A
⁄ Skill: Energy Z Penetration Z
Status: Magazine, □ □
His abilities had also changed strangely.
But I was unable to summon the Sword 2 I had acquired from the Fantasy continent.
The prince's weapon, on the other hand, is a ray sword.
It was suicide to block the products of science with your bare hands when you couldn't anticipate the effects of divine Z and Margie Z.
Of course.
“Don't underestimate people! ” Tra n s l a te d by Jp m t l.c o m
But I didn't want to back down.
Like the prince's proverb, the "false power" I had gained in the fantasy world disappeared, but I still had the "power of science" I had learned in my hometown.
And I learned the skills to implement it.
Master Molang.
I have never forgotten his teachings.
First, I decided to buy some time to think.
Serotonin, dopamine and oxytocin, which are neurotransmitters that activate the function of the brain, were erupted like active volcanoes.
Fear, happiness, fear, excitement, lust....
I felt like all sorts of emotions were mixed up and going crazy.
“Huff...! ”
But it was as effective as the side effects of the hormones.
The world is slowing down.
It's not like the world is really slow.
It's just that time slows down as you calculate and think dozens of times faster than normal people.
Transl at ed by jpmtl .com That was enough.
“Let's do it step by step! ”
Calories stored as glycogen and fat were rapidly depleted throughout the body. But I was like a living nuclear power plant, which embodied the slime's complete degradation system as a human body.
The calories needed for metabolism were overwhelming.
No fantasy resource-series skills required.
The Blue Ray Sword approaches.
I dared to donate my left arm.
Phage job-
The pain of the left arm as if it had been cut by a razor blade was suppressed by endorphine.
Natural acid analgesics extracted from pituitary and hypothalamus calmed me down in this dangerous situation.
No, I'm excited.
It made me enjoy this little situation.
The fear of death led to madness beyond all else.
“Huh?! PresΣΤΤY ΦρΨ?!"
The old prince, who saw my smiling face with his arms cut off, said something frightening, but he couldn't understand. It was due to the disappearance of the skill interpreter A and the loss of automatic translation.
I didn't want to just give my arms like this.
From now on, it's a real game.
Norepinephrine was secreted from the distal sympathetic nerve and adrenal gland extending from the middle of the spinal cord.
With rapid heartbeat and breathing, the release of energy from fat accelerated, as well as the release of adrenaline, which enhances and promotes struggle.
Bleeding of the amputated shoulder was also no problem.
Increased the amount of platelets generated in the bone marrow. How quickly the blood around the broken vessels coagulates and stops bleeding is important.
But I didn't expect much.
I'm going to work hard from now on.
“You too! ”
From now on, I'll take my left arm. It will be very expensive.
Fully engaged distance.
Without wings, I couldn't escape from the air, but neither could the old prince who was falling so well.
I reach for my right hand.
Tub!
“Kitchen?! ”
The eyes of the prince holding his neck are wide open.
My favourite cervical vertebrae are between 6 and 7.
Cough-
If I could break it all at once, I would be comfortable with each other, but my current grip strength, which had disappeared, was somewhat lacking.
No, should I say the prince survives? Weakened Energy Z seemed to play a minimal role.
Puck! Tak! Bam!
A blue-faced prince writhes his arms and legs.
What is the most intimidating ray sword?
“Ang ♥"
He clenched his thumb so he couldn't grab it. A tooth with a little bit of divinity.
I can't believe I'm putting my black man fingers in my mouth! It's hard to live in a world. Isn't that right?
“Ahhhh!?! ”
The old prince was frightened and screamed at an unfamiliar experience.
We shared shocks and fears.
The most intimidating ray sword falls from the prince's hand.
He wanted to hold on to it all the way, but it was physically difficult to lose an important thumb.
“Tsk!”
I spit out the thumb of the man who opened his mouth like candy.
I didn't want to experience it again
It seemed to empathize with the old prince. His face is blue with shame, and he even looks dyspnoea.
“Huhu! You're so shy - ouch! ”
Boom! Boom! Puck!
The old prince tried to punch me in the face with both hands.
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