Screams and yells echoed. I stood up unsteadily, not knowing what I should do. Most of the slaves were trying to escape, and some of them were just quivering without running away.
Many of the fleeing slaves headed to the warehouse where the skill orbs are stored. The gates of the warehouse was opened earlier to present ăShadow Kingâ â â â â â ă to the duke. Conversely, slaves who had taken up dangerous skills had empty skill holder slots to absorb skill orbs. Moreover, they could sell them at a high price if they took it out of the warehouse.
There was a bloody battle between the slaves and the mine soldiers who guarded the warehouse.
âŚWhatâs going to happen to me? Even if I stood still, I will only be caught by a soldier and forced back into slavery to another âmasterâ by contract magic.
I donât like it. I donât want to return to that fake life.
I got used to living in this mine and thought, âItâs not so bad here. Itâs at least better than being hated by my siblings and skipping meals,â but I realized that was due to the contract magic and I never want to live under such illusions again.
Having said that, I do not want to return to my hometown either.
So what I have to do now is quite straightforward. I have to acquire the power to survive on my own.
Lark. She was the first person to obtain the power to survive. And she reached out a helping hand towards meâŚ
Donât think about her now. Thereâs only one thing I can do right now. Go to the warehouse and get myself a skill orb.
Fortunately or unfortunately, I donât have any skills, so I can absorb any skill at all.
As I headed towards the warehouse, the slaves seemed to have the upper hand in the battle with the soldiers. The level of enthusiasm was different between the soldiers who did not want to die in vain and the slaves who had no other way out. I also broke into the warehouse following the slaves who rushed into the warehouse.
The warehouse was large with a number of shelves. All of the shelves had holes to place skill orbs. But now most of the shelves were empty.
ăSHIT! The valuable skills have already been shipped out!ă
ăI donât need 1-stars!ă\n
ăIf you donât need it, give it to me!ă
ăHaha! Iâm going to sell this!ă
The slaves could start fighting with each other over the few skill orbs that remained.
ăHey, thereâs a door in the back!ă
The slaves turned over there all at once. The locked iron door was powerless in the face of the desperate slaves. The lock broke as they bashed their swords and shields over and over again. And the door opened.
ăWOW! What the hell is this!ă
ăItâs full of rare orbs!ă
Light leaked through the door. The slaves rushed into the small room, picked up the skill orbs, and absorbed it.
ăBastard! I want that!ă
ăFirst come, first serve, you foolâ Aaahhh!ă
A sword was sticking out from his side, and the skill orb fell from his hand. The dazzling blue orb rolled over to my feet.
[Four Elemental Magicâ â â â ]
It was the rarest skill orb I had ever seen, besides the 6-star that Lark acquired. When I quickly tried to pick it up, a kick came from the side. I flew across the warehouse, groaning in pain. My stomach was empty, but it felt like being torn apart.
ăStay away, kid! Ahahaha! Luck is finally on my side!ă
It was the auntie from the cafeteria, who was laughing with the 4-star skill orb in hand. And the light was sucked into her body.
ăOld Hag!ă\năGive it back!ă
ăAhahaha! Get lost, you fools!ă
The auntie held up her right hand and launched a powerful wind attack. The two slaves were swept off their feet and crashed into the walls of the warehouse.
Wow⌠You can get this kind of power with just one skill orb?
The other slaves ran out of the room, not wanting to become the next target. And of course, there were no more skill orbs left.
ăShitty hag, Iâll get you back for thisâŚă
The slaves who were knocked against the wall also got up and left the warehouse. The auntie was already long gone.
ăNothing leftâŚă
I was the only one left behind in the empty warehouse.
I bit down the pain in my stomach and staggered towards the small room, but there was nothing inside the dim roomâ Hmm?
ăWha? Thereâs one therâă
I immediately closed my mouth with both hands. There are skill orbs which greatly enhances human senses. It would be the worst if they heard what I was about to say.
I swallowed my saliva and approached it nervously.
It was a pitch black skill orb. There was a rainbow-colored dot in the center, rotating around as though sucking in all light.
ăWorld Rulerâ â â â â â â â â â ă
A skill orb that shouldnât exist.\n\n* *
The sky was pitch black outside the window.
I remained alone in the classroom, typing on a keyboard that I was not used to. I then stopped and stretched my body.
ăIâm finally done⌠Iâm tired.ă
A haunted house, our class program for the school festival. Even for such a common thing, our lazy and conservative homeroom teacher said, âBudget and plan it. Organize measures for risk prevention,â tossing all the work onto the students. And my classmates imposed all the work onto me and returned home.
This work was just for the sake of doing it. Even if I prepared the proper documents, my homeroom teacher would just approve it without taking a look at it.
ăLetâs go home and study.ă
Nobody ever did anything for me. I was just âusedâ and ânot appreciatedâ by others everyday.
But study doesnât betray me. The more I study, the more my test scores will increase, and the chances of getting into a university of my choosing will go up. The most fun thing for me right now was studying.
Isnât that too hollow? Certainly! Well, I too want to experience a sweet and sour high school life with girls!
ăBut with my short heightâŚă
I was feeling bitter about my body which didnât seem to grow any more, as I left the school on my bicycle. And due to that, I was not paying enough attention to the road.
The bicycle slipped off the road. I got stuck in an irrigation canal that was flooded by the rain the other day and drowned.
* *
I immediately understood the effect of the skill ăWorld Rulerâ â â â â â â â â â ă.
The essence of this skill was the variety of information that flowed into my head. For example, if I looked up at the sky, I can see that this is the spring sky and that it will rain a little in the middle of the night. It was an indescribable feeling. An omnipotent feeling that allowed me to grasp everything within my sight.