Chapter 6.
[Ding! You have completed a plunder]
[Acquired target's most prominent attribute Durability +480!]
[Acquired target's most powerful skill Long-Distance Runner, you can run at top speed for a long distance]
[Acquired target's most proficient ability Trap Making F]
[Acquired all dropped items from the target...]
[Ding! You have completed a plunder]
[Acquired target's most prominent attribute Strength +333!]
[Acquired target's most powerful skill Length is Power, when using a long weapon, its might is +30%]
[Acquired target's most proficient ability Greatsword Specialization F]
[Acquired all dropped items from the target...]
...
He collected a lot of miscellaneous items, but the quality was all the lowest grade.
Eugene curled his lip; compared to the attributes, these items were merely extras.
Directly extracting the opponent's most prominent attribute meant snatching away the culmination of their life's efforts.
Those strange skills, which seemed to have no limit, didn't hurt to have a few more of.
[Name: Eugene]
[Race: Human / Minotaur (Subspecies)]
[Level: Lv1]
[Abilities: Strength 878A, Durability 865A, Dexterity 811A, Agility 625C, Magic 67I]
[Magic: Plunder Completely plunder a defeated target; Continuously plunder a suppressed target]
[Skills: Resistance Share Abnormal statuses you receive can be shared by or completely transferred to your clone, Backstab, Length is Power, Long-Distance Runner, Skilled Craftsman, Nimble Fingers...]
[Development Ability: Strong Luck I Turn the tide in adversity, snatch survival from the jaws of death]
"Straight to almost maxed out."
Dividing the attributes among seven people, the increase was simply exaggerated.
He had to admit, killing people was indeed the fastest way to level up.
The monsters in the dungeon were essentially mass-produced, lacked skill proficiency, and gave very low attributes.
The rewards gained from hunting humans were completely on another level.
Not only did his ability values quickly max out, but he also gained various specializations.
Now, facing common weapons, Eugene, who was once a novice, could wield them with fierce proficiency.
"I just lack a magic spell."
Magic proficiency seemed to increase by about 5 points with each use, though Continuous Plunder and Deep Plunder gave slightly less.
This was considered a fast cultivation speed for him.
Despite his sturdy build, Eugene still hoped to become a mage.
Watching an opponent burn to ashes elegance never goes out of style.
However, he did manage to acquire a magic sword.
This item was already equivalent to a powerful magic spell.
Even if he couldn't use it many times, since he stole it, he didn't feel bad about it.
"I've explored the dungeon enough, I can't neglect my progress on the surface."
Eugene used Plunder a few more times and acquired a complete set of armor and long and short weapons.
The Minotaur clone now looked quite like a beastman berserker.
Most importantly, he was spared the embarrassment of the cold wind chilling his butt.
Regarding his plans:
Although hunting humans yielded high rewards, it was best not to be reckless in the early stages.
If he went too far, the Guild would post bounties.
If that happened, a group of high-level adventurers would be drawn in, and he wouldn't even know how he died.
He should just honestly fight monsters and level up, striving to break through to all-S as soon as possible.
His intention shifted, and a marvelous fluctuation drifted out of the dungeon without hindrance.
At the same time, his original body, which had returned home, sat up in bed.
Underground, his mental energy had long been depleted from repeatedly using magic.
At this moment, the effect of the skill "Resistance Share" became apparent.
The fatigue was directly transferred to the original body.
After a nap, he was fine.
The clone underground was responsible for leveling up, so the original body on the surface, of course, had to play its part.
Relying on strength alone still had its limitations.
What he sought on the surface was power.
Orario was the premier stage on the continent.
Various forces gathered here: merchant guilds, nobles, gangs, and Familia.
There was an immensely wide scope for his talents.
"Well, I'll start by making money..."
Washing his face, Eugene was surprised to find that his physique could also synchronize and improve.
The so-called "Resistance Share" seemed to be not only an active skill but also to possess an automatic synchronization effect.
In the mirror, the man's golden hair was smooth and thick, no longer dry or split. His height seemed to have increased significantly, and his eight-pack abs were clearly visible.
And that face, which had been somewhat sleazy, became more defined, his skin smoother, and his facial lines more refined.
Especially his deep-set eyes and high nose bridge, like the most exquisite sculpture.
"Hmm, with a shadow obscuring the eyes and slicked-back hair, a hint of rakish charm emerges. Coupled with this beast-like physique, I'm the standard blonde Minotaur bastard."
Eugene was very satisfied with this body.
He found a relatively clean shirt from the wardrobe and rakishly exposed a large part of his collar.
The outline of his chest muscles, paired with an evil smile, made him a veritable ladies' killer in this medieval-style city.
Since the two bodies shared one system, the system space was naturally shared as well.
Although the system mentioned its volume was only one cubic meter, which was a bit restrictive, he could just liquidate the items promptly.
Taking out a few relatively valuable items, Eugene opened the door and left.
Those weapons and armor were consumables that could only be Deep Plundered once. He would leave them for the Minotaur clone.
If they were ruined, the loss would be permanent that was likely the meaning.
"A few magic stones dropped by monsters, some broken ore, and a few pieces of jewelry."
Based on the memories of the original A-Jin, Eugene estimated the value of these items to be around 100,000 Valis (the local currency).
That was the income of a low-level adventurer after half a month underground.
Passing through the cramped alleyways, under the various surprised gazes of the neighbors, Eugene finally found his destination.
A black market disguised as a pawn shop.
"Kid, what kind of drug did you take?"
The familiar boss was very surprised by Eugene's transformation.
In this magic-driven world, there were indeed some magical potions that could affect the human body.
Eugene shrugged, noncommittal.
The already balding boss just eyed him up and down sourly and silently opened the hidden door for Eugene.
The underground space was much wider than the room above.
Many fierce-looking people gathered there: wanted criminals, local thugs.
A small casino, black market, bar, illegal drugs, and illicit prostitution were all present.
Eugene was long accustomed to the dark side of society. He ignored them and quickly found an acquaintance to sell off his possessions.
He walked away with over 110,000 Valis.
The heavy money bag not only satisfied him but also attracted the covetous gaze of those around him.
For adventurers, this money might not be much, but it was earned by risking their lives.
You can never have too much.
"Hurry up and leave," the boss kindly advised.
Before the greed of those desperate thugs could spread.
But Eugene completely disregarded it.
He handed the money bag back to the boss.
"Help me find Boss Lei."
"Are you crazy?" The boss frowned deeply.
"Yeah," Eugene's lips curled up.
If he didn't go crazy, how would he know how strong he was?
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