Skill changer.

The golden medal has been used]

[One instant level up]

[Increase in inventory slot]

[5 slots>>> 10slots]

[Stick fighter skill has been exchanged for another skill]

The instant level-up was not new since Nate was expecting something of that sort. The last time he used a gold medal he levelled up instantly and now is the same.

However, that was not the only reward, he could see that his inventory space was now ten slots. This is good news because he is planning to start storing more useful materials in his inventory soon, and now that the slots spaces were now ten, he could proceed with that without worrying about running out of space.

Nate's inventory space amount was five but now it is ten. Five slots were already serving fine though he still needs more and right now, the system has rewarded him with that.

After rejoicing about this, Nate checked out the next reward.

[Stick fighter skill has been exchanged for another skill]

Nate was glad it was this particular skill that was being exchanged. For some reason, Nate couldn't find himself like the stick man warrior, whether it is because it makes him look like a leaner or because of something else, he does not know but he just could not find a place in his heart to favour the skill.

Though deep down, he know it was the great skill one would ever have, and it was useful to his horde members that have low intelligent minds that were even the reason he didn't wish for it to be charged but now that it was, he could only open what it was exchanged for.

[3D stick fighter has been exchanged for another skill = Soul weapon]

[Soul weapon= This will link the host soul to a particular weapon at hand and grant the host a great understanding of the weapon]

It sounds cool from Nate's point of view, but he can not judge yet. He still needs to try it out and it was not a problem because he still has the short sword in his inventory, so he summoned it in his hand.

When it fully appeared on his hand, Nate could feel more information that wasn't that necessary about the sword flooding into his mind. This information consists of the sword's length, weight, height, and even colour, however, when this was happening, Nate had his eye closed until he opened it, and he was startled by what was in his interfaces.

'This looks like a math equation but I know this was just angles and spots I can hit, but right now, they aren't any targets for me to practice on,' even without anyone explaining, Nate just suddenly know what the lines were functioning for, he did not realise this till he eventually was through with his thoughts.

'Did I just, explain it by myself, I never knew anything about this but here I was talking to myself like I really know anything,' Nate became amazed.

At this point, he was looking for what to practice with but he could not find any.

All the beasts and zombies were all gone from the Halloween town, it's not like they decided to leave, instead, they were all killed by the massive explosion that Nate created before.

Not knowing what to do and where to find a beast, Nate could only swing the saba a few times, shooting out a yellow thread from the hint and edge of the saba.

While doing this, Nate was looking at the sword as he watch its movement. While the saba travels, Nate could see a blur being left behind.

While Nate was doing this, he didn't notice who was behind him till the person eventually swung the scythe at him. However, Nate was able to block it with his own saba just in time for it to glow slightly before shooting out the thread again.

"Seems like I'm not the only one looking for an opportunity to fight against" Nate muttered as he took a fighting stance and so did the other person...

*****

Nate was honestly shocked at the sudden attack, but luckily, he was able to counterattack it just in time, he could have gone further to kill the person that attacked him, but it was then he discovered it was Peter...

Peter was still in the angel of death cloak with its scythe still in his hand. However, Nate wasn't bothered by that but the system notification.

[You have angered a horde member]

[Peter is half independent of himself so if the host does something that he does not like, it might lead to a fight]

[Host offence= the host took away his favourite skill. 3D stick fighter]

"Oh boy..."

Nate was surprised, he never knew that the stick man was Peter's best friend and he just took it away, however, Nate felt like it was not his fault. After all, it was the system that changed it not him.

[You had the right to reject the exchange]

Nate all most cases the system upon hearing this.

"Why did you not fucking tell me, my brother is going to fight me," Nate said as he was getting ready because Peter was already at him.

[New quiet]

[Put your horde in order]

[Two options= kill him or beat him]

[Reward= Bronze medal]

'Fuck you for adding that, you want me to kill my own brother!' Nate yelled at the system as he swung the saba against Peter and once again, the two clashed and Peter was sent flying.

[Function= Stop fighting me]

Nate commanded Peter and hopping the former will listen.

To his surprise, Peter stopped and didn't move but he kept on swinging the saba around him as if he is ready to strike at any time.

Seeing this, Nate did not dare to sigh of relief because he know it was not yet over.

Meanwhile, the noise had gotten some attention as Bull, Twain, Levi and Dike ran outside to see Nate and Peter standing against each other like they were about to fight.

"What is going on here?" Twain asked as he step forward. However, Peter just swung the scythe at him so fast that Twain couldn't even get what was happening when the scythe was just an inch away from his neck.

However, Nate was already following Peter's move and also swung the saba, sending out the thread at the scythe. The scythe was whacking off Peter's hand due to the force as it fall far away from the scene.

"Get out of here, he is not taking my commands!" Nate shouted at the others as he followed Peter up with some punches.