Chapter 98 - 035.2 - A Goal Reached
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No more low hanging fruit though... probably... Joe grunted in some anger. His frustration rose a bit since that didn't bode well for gaining more jobs. He was able to reach level twenty with relative ease right now, only taking about two days. But making it to level twenty five would take almost two weeks. And if there were jobs that opened at thirty, that would take him three months! I can't afford to waste so much time on a single job! Suddenly, Joe recognized a rather strange addition to the screen. Oh! Cool! It lets me know how many character skills I have and how many are in use. Nice! I guess since my commoner cudgel skill is still below one, it's not counted. Make's sense. I didn't see this pop up until I leveled up my bow skill! Joe flipped to his basic status page.
</div> </td> </tr> </tbody> </table> Unauthorized usage: this narrative is on Amazon without the author's consent. Report any sightings. Joe turned his attention to his current stats, deciding to look at the worst, which were his attack and defense. Magic, at this point, was not something important to him; he just didn't have enough understanding of it and he was more than capable of leveling with just the combat skills he'd trained back on Earth. Thanks, mom and dad! Although I don't think you really even thought I would be using my skills this way, huh!? His weakest stats were at forty two, and if he wanted to get them to human norm, as he guessed it, he would need sixty new jobs to level ten, or forty at level fifteen. Huh… that's doable. Forty days to make level fifteen and even if I do forty scholar jobs, I'll still get my base combat to the norm of one hundred. Joe felt some happiness, but then scowled a bit as he looked at his original attack capabilities. One hundred eighty one! I'll need another hundred and forty points. I'll need another hundred jobs or so at level fifteen! If I do that, I'll already be quite ahead of the average human here! From what I can see, I'm already pretty much stronger than most of the middle aged and younger! Joe put his thoughts out of mind when he came up on their first spark. "Mind if I kill this one, Garnedell?" "Yes, master." "Master?" "Ah… sorry Joe." "No problem, Garnedell." Joe stalked up on the spark and dropped his grounding rod into it, quickly killing it. Well, as quick as is possible. These sparks must contain incredible amounts of charge as long as they take to discharge. Could I speed it up with water? Something? A good ten minutes later, the spark dropped and Joe felt his first level for philosopher. He cleaned up his kill and feeling a bit eager to find out what philosopher could offer him, he pulled up his status.
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