Chapter 174: The Lingering Instinct
Chapter 174: The Lingering Instinct
"Hunting, as the word implies, is about capturing prey in the wild and developing skills based on that experience..."
"Lindsey, that's not what I'm asking for!"
"Life, on the other hand, is about acquiring knowledge and integrating Essence into a tower of understanding, which unlocks a myriad of incredible abilities..."
"Lindsey, that's not what I want either!"
"Death is similar to Life in that it's also based on learning, but its power comes from understanding death. According to an elder I knew, the fifth stage even requires actively embracing death, reaching 'Return to Death,' and then, in the sixth stage, achieving the state of 'Unborn, Unliving' to complete the power of creation!"
"Can you pull things out of your butt with this skill?"
"..."
"War is simpler; it's about cultivating martial skills and following a pure combat path..."
"Lindsey!"
Lindsey continued, feeling a bit awkward. Red could no longer contain her impatience.
She pounced on him, forcefully pinning him to the ground and straddling him.
Then, she leaned down slightly, grabbing Lindsey's collar with both hands, and asked in a dominant and authoritative tone:
"Which of these four skills do you possess?"
"I want the same skill you have—the one that lets you pull things out of your butt!"
"..."
He wiped his hands but not his mouth.
Lindsey blinked, and he could even smell the grease from the corner of her mouth.
Her flawless face was so close, and her smooth black hair fell onto his face, tickling him.
"Sigh..."
Lindsey sighed:
"This ability is unique to me."
"I don't mind sharing the fun of the game with you, but replicating my skills is probably unrealistic."
Lindsey's answer was sincere.
Creating new gamers in this world would likely result in something similar to what An Rui mentioned—a bunch of hide-and-seek experts.
There were no handhelds, consoles, or computers.
The skills Lindsey recalled from his memories seemed almost impossible to replicate.
Red's expression remained dissatisfied:
"Why can't I learn it?"
Lindsey continued to explain:
"It requires some special tools as support."
"I don't have them now, and it's unlikely I'll be able to obtain them in the future, so I can only apologize."
"..."
The determination in Red's eyes didn't waver, but she got up from Lindsey and sat cross-legged in front of the campfire.
"Are you mad?" Lindsey asked as he got up, his voice cautious.
The girl shook her head. "I'm not mad..." She felt that her universal language was insufficient to express her feelings at that moment, so she temporarily switched to Beast Language. "I'm frustrated. The thing I want is right in front of me, yet I can't grasp it."
Red pointed to her chest. "It feels tight and uncomfortable."
Lindsey also sat cross-legged next to the girl.
At that moment, he might have assumed the role of a teacher, and his tone carried a hint of melancholy. "It's inevitable that not everything in life will go as we wish."
Red turned her head, her gaze fixed on Lindsey. "I want everything to go as I wish!"
Smack! Lindsey picked up a piece of firewood nearby and snapped it with force, offering it to the stunned girl.
"If you wish to restore it, can you do it now?"
"..."
Red quickly understood Lindsey's intention.
She crossed her arms, staring at the burning campfire and the crackling wood.
After a long while, the girl spoke again, "Lindsey, let's start with war."
"Since we're going to hunt down that dangerous Dragon Beast, we should prioritize combat preparation."
Lindsey was certain about this.
Before losing her memory, Hong must have been a very unique individual.
Otherwise, such a pure personality wouldn't have remained.
And it's unlikely that someone would recklessly challenge a Dragon Beast alone, only to end up in her current state.
"Then let's start with war."
Right by the campfire, Lindsey used wood to carve out some crude weapons, and his woodworking skills, which he had mastered, were quite passable.
"These are all weapons I've practiced with. You can choose one that feels comfortable to you."
Hong picked up a wooden sword, swung it a couple of times, and put it down. Then she took a dagger, but its short size didn't feel right in her hands, so she put it down as well. Finally, she grabbed a wooden spear, and this time, she didn't let go. She didn't even bother looking at the other weapons.
The girl's tone was very confident, "Lindsey, I want to learn this!"
Lindsey and Hong stood up together.
They found a dry, open space next to their temporary campsite, and the first lesson began amidst the night and the campfire's glow.
"The war skill I can teach you is called Advantage Strike."
"Its essence is to create various trends favorable to yourself during combat. Then, by infusing Essence, you can solidify this advantage."
"For you to get started, you should begin with the basics."
Lindsey demonstrated the basic usage of the spear to Hong.
However, the little foundation he had gained from militia training was completely surpassed by Hong within half an hour.
The girl thrust the spear in the firelight, her hands moving back and forth along the wooden shaft. Her movements gradually became more fluid and skilled.
Lindsey noticed something.
Hong's body maintained excellent balance, especially when holding and attacking with the weapon. It was as if she instinctively knew how to use this technique to enhance the momentum of her attacks.
Lindsey had a premonition.
Hong's affinity for the spear wasn't just intuition.
The weapon she used before losing her memory was likely a spear, and the habits and instincts that remained in her body were the root cause of what he was witnessing.
Half an hour later, Hong sat on the ground, panting but with a delighted expression, "Lindsey, how did I do?"
Lindsey applauded, "Excellent!"
"You must have practiced this before losing your memory. Either way, this speed is incredible!"
The girl smiled confidently, as if this outcome was only natural, "So, should I continue practicing like this?"
"What about Essence? How do I obtain it and infuse it into my skills?"
Ordinary people could only wait patiently for seven years, awakening during the Harvest Day's Essence surge.
But this standard answer didn't apply to the girl before him.
She was an Awakener, currently lacking only in Essence and skills.
Lindsey didn't have a thorough understanding of Essence Lost Ones, but based on the fundamental principles, he believed Hong should have a chance to recover.
"Hold my hand and feel the Essence."
"Okay!"
The girl put down the spear and eagerly held Lindsey's hands.
Essence flowed between them.
A faint thread of Lindsey's Essence flowed out, and a burst of Hong's sharp aura blossomed.
Under Lindsey's astonished gaze, the girl's confidence remained unwavering in her fiery eyes, "Lindsey, I have a familiar feeling!"
"I should be able to control Essence without any problems!"
(End of Chapter)
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