Leon’s stats were sowhat balanced, with only his strength being nine points more than the others. After a mont of thought, he decided to do the allocations. He put 23 stat points into his mana stats, then allocated 20 stat points each to the others. This was a gamble and a decision he had to make, since there would be no more additional stats gained from the Star Stream.
[Na - Leonel Wayne]
[Class - None]
[Level - 25]
[Race - Human]
[AGL - 130]
[STR - 139]
[STA - 130]
[Mana - (179/179)]
[Stat points - 0]
[Traits - [Martial Mastery] [Eyes of Discernnt] [Silverback Hide] [Fire Resistance] ]
[Abilities - [Darkness/Shadow Manipulation] [Extraction] ]
[Observation: A human with mana luck and good skills]
Sothing ca to his mind, and he decided to ask Thyra. "Hey, for a standard Level 25 human, what is the ideal stats for strength, agility, and stamina?"
Still laying on the bed, Thyra turned her gaze to him. "You’re curious about that? Well, it’s usually around 100 and below. Why? You’re weaker than that?"
Leon shook his head, a smile forming on his face. "No. I’m not weaker than that."
"Is that so...?" The demon’s eyes narrowed playfully, but she didn’t tease him. Instead, she closed her eyes and relaxed in the comfort of the bed.
anwhile, Leon removed the Asura Armor from his body and changed into normal clothes before heading downstairs. There were still so noodles from the provisions they got yesterday, so he decided to cook them.
’Usually, Clara would be arguing that she wants to do it herself.’
Smiling fondly, he turned on the gas and began preparing the noodles. A few minutes after the food was done and he had eaten, the others returned from their eting with Captain Jester.
Leon was in the living room, sitting with his legs crossed, when they entered.
Gwen settled beside him while Reymond and Selene sat opposite him. The others simply stood around to listen to their conversation. As for Richard, he was outside, trying to get familiar with the mutated cat.
"Well, did he do his part?" Leon asked, his gaze fixed on Reymond.
The forr Student Union Vice President nodded, his gaze sharp and full of energy.
"The ammunition we got is more than I expected. This is definitely a big haul for us," He said, smiling.
Leon nodded and said, "That’s good. The only thing left is to let the students who followed us know that they can stay behind here if they want. Honestly, I’d prefer if they stayed behind. Protecting people would be a hassle."
"Hey! Don’t say that," Gwen elbowed him gently, pursing her lips in displeasure. "That’s not right. We should at least help those who we can help."
Leaning back into the sofa, Selene chipped in. "I believe it’s more of ’those who deserve our help’."
Leon’s gaze shifted to her, a teasing glint in his eyes. "Hm? Is that a God-complex?"
She imdiately shot him a cold glare. "Call it whatever you want, but that is my belief."
Leon chuckled, a faint smirk on his lips. "I do agree with you, though. If they don’t deserve it, why bother?"
He shrugged. "Regardless, we’ll inform them about that, and see if they want to continue following us."
"I guess that works," Gwen said with a resigned smile.
As the conversation cooled, Leon looked around and realized Richard was still missing. Rolling his eyes, he said to Cassie. "Get that guy over here."
The silent girl nodded and imdiately went outside to fetch the beast tar. Less than a minute later, they entered together, with the mutated cat trailing behind them.
It grew tense at the presence of more humans, but Richard reassured it by rubbing its head. It was a weird sight, though. After all, the beast’s head reached his waist. No normal pet, especially a cat, should be that size.
"Boss!"
The young man grinned widely as he looked at Leon with reverence in his eyes.
Rolling his eyes again, Leon sighed and asked. "Were you able to pick up the rewards from the cats?"
At his statent, every other person in the room was surprised, and they realized they had forgotten an important detail. Because they were overwheld by the excitent of finding ammunition, they had forgotten about the usual drops they got from killing the mutated beasts.
"Hehe, I sure got it all, boss! Little West here ensured that," Richsrd replied, patting his tad beast’s head.
’Little West? What a strange na.’ Leon thought as he watched the guy empty his bag onto the table.
Eleven treasure cubes and four scrolls were laid out on the table, and Leon leaned forward to examine them one by one.
He picked up the scrolls first, checking them one after the other.
[Trait: Overdrive - Triggered when the user’s stamina has been reduced by half. Adds an additional 50 Strength points and 40 Agility points at the cost of 2 Stamina points per minute]
Leon paused briefly, sothing flashing in his eyes. However, he didn’t learn it imdiately. Instead, he placed it down and checked another scroll.
[Ability: Impact Echo - With every heavy hit delivered, an additional force equal to 50% of the original impact is dealt to the target]
’Oh? Interesting,’ He thought.
Moving onto the next scroll, he realized it might be sothing suitable for Gwen, so he handed it to her to check.
The girl read the description, then gasped in surprise. "Telekinesis? Wow, this would work perfectly for my arrows. I won’t miss any shot any longer."
Leon nodded, then picked up the last scroll to check. Before he could, Selene spoke in a colder tone.
"Why are you the one checking and distributing?"
Giving her a blank stare, he replied flatly. "Why? Haven’t you all forgotten about the rewards? In this matter, I make the decisions."
He turned his attention back to the rewards, then tossed the last scroll to Reymond. The guy clumsily caught it, then bead as he read the description.
"Thanks, Leon." He grinned, throwing him a thumbs-up.
Leon nodded casually, then threw the only ability scroll left to Miguel. The burly guy caught it, then smirked. "Hehe, this works well, boss."
With the scrolls already distributed, it was finally the turn for the treasure cubes.
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