[Affirmative. Opening the Gift Pack...]
[Host has been granted the Adventurer's Pack...Opening...
1. Bastard Sword X 1
2. Water Bottle X 2
3. Pack of Dried Jerky(3 piece) X 2
4. Leather Sack(20 slots)
5. Stone Room(3x3)
6. Pack of Potion(Minor) X 1
All items are stored in the inventory]
"...That's it? No fancy techniques, no skills? Nothing that will give me edge over other people? Just some survival items?" Arthur added with a dejected expression. He was hoping for something better like those fantasy novel characters having ultimate physique, strong constitution, Blessings...Hell, even some bonus stat points would be better.
[...Ignorance is Bliss, is it no? This kind of wealth is what a normal survivor accumulate over years of continuous scavenging and building, if they are lucky. These will give you an head start in this world. And yet you dare to ask more?]
'...'
With nothing to argue with, Arthur decided to let go of the matter. Just as he was about to check the details about these items, he noticed he was already out of the pit and into the wilderness. As far as he can see there were only tall trees and judging by the amount of light, it was clear to get dark soon. With nowhere to go to and having no sense of direction to follow, Arthur decided to follow the same direction he was running to. The first thing about survival was-
[I suggest you find a safe place before it gets dark. The corrupted are more active in the night]
'What's a corrupted?'
[Do you think now is the time to ask question? Or do you plan to waste resources]
'You worry too much. I can defend myself you know.' With the flick of his wrist, Arthur summoned the Bastard sword and started posing some goddamn gallant hero in the middle of enemy zone
[...Well experience is the best teacher. But check the details of the sword first.]
'How?'
[Since you have me, you can just stare at the target and the basic profile will appear.]
Following the instructions, Arthur stared at the sword, if someone saw him now, the 2 magic words that will come to mind will be-
[...Creepy pervert]
{A/n: Damn...didn't let me finish}
'What-'
[Bastard Sword(100%): A product of peak engineering made of black steel alloy. This sword is the famous go-to weapon among top Mercenaries known for it's high durability and sharpness.
Atk +60]
"Damn...so...is it good?"
[...I am starting to wonder how long you are going to survive with that ignorance of yours. And to answer your question, *Sigh* yes, it is a great weapon.] Nux sighed for the first time at its host. Little did it knew that this is just the start.
'Did you just sigh on me?'
[Yes]
'Honest, are we?' Arthur shook his head in amusement and asked the question he got curious about 'What does that 100 represent beside its name?'
To his query the system replied with just one word in the matter-of-fact tone, as if answering him is starting to take toll on him,
[Durability and before you ask, yes, the sword will also take damage. So make every hit count.]
Just as they were talking about things not being fair, Arthur discovered another problem.
"Nux, I cannot put my sword back in the inventory."
[Because you can't. You can only bring things out, not put back in.]
"And you are telling me this now?!" Arthur couldn't help but be shocked. That is not how This system is supposed to work!!
"You are the first system that can not put things back in despite having inventory feature!"
[What do you think now? Still sure you can handle things?]
And with that the night completely fell.