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Pick me up

In the world of a mobile gacha game, 'Loki', who was in earth till just now is this mobile game for some unknown reason, He who was once a top-ranked Master, awakens to find himself reincarnated as a lowly Level 1 hero named 'Han Yslat'. Now determined to return to Earth, he must lead a team of novice Masters and heroes through the game's toughest challenges, including conquering the dreaded 100th floor of the Dungeon. Armed with grit, wit, and a refusal to accept defeat, Loki embarks on an epic journey of hard-carrying heroism in Pick Me Up Webtoon.

Jigsaw404 · Fantasi
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210 Chs

Chapter 181: Sovereign's Legacy

The recruits settled in as if they found it fascinating.

After confirming the number of attendees, all the other instructors left, leaving only Eldarkin.

Eldarkin stood in front of the recruits and spoke.

From now on, you will receive theory classes.

Theory?

Half of your rigorous education will consist of acquiring theories and applications related to missions and combat. Detailed combat techniques will be taught in the latter part of the training.

Question marks appeared on people's faces.

Eldarkin explained.

You must already know this from your experiences. This world is different from reality, different in its laws. So, what do you need to survive?

No recruit answered.

Its information.

 

You must understand the laws of this world. What do the characters that appear before your eyes mean? What statistics and skills are? How to apply them in combat. Starting from the basics.

Eldarkin said.

From there, we will cover various topics, from mission types and strategies, object usage, enemy types and attributes, to warfare formations.

Stats, skills, and missions. These words sound familiar from somewhere.

Jenna muttered.

Well, that was true. I explained it myself.

Do they also know about it?

Well.

There was no way they didn't know.

The scene of a high-ranking individual passing on their memories to a newcomer was something I had seen many times.

If you have rolled and experienced it for so long, it should be normal to have a well-established system. I assumed that and operated accordingly.

The most important thing you must know is your current position in the world.

Eldarkin retrieved an object from under the lectern.

A black-and-white-painted square toy.

It was a chessboard.

There should be at least one in your domain. It's a game called chess.

Eldarkin placed a piece next to the chessboard.

A round, black piece. It was the lowest-ranked piece, a pawn.

Is this an analogy for players and chess pieces?

They said that chess was a basic item in the lounge; there would be no hero who didn't know that game.

The Masters

Eldarkins explanation continued.

It had a lot of side explanations, but the core of the analogy was simple.

Heroes were nothing more than playthings for the Masters.

And they couldn't survive if they didn't realize this.

But there was no one looking shocked.

This shouldn't be a strange story for them either. Recruits weren't newborn chicks who had just been summoned.

Missions, synthesis, and transformation were the basics of the waiting room operation. If they hadn't realized that within the system, they were fools.

Eldarkin was clarifying the formation of the heroes, something the recruits were already partially aware of.

The tedious lecture continued.

 

Someone was already dozing off.

Since everyone had become accustomed to physical training,

It wasn't unreasonable for some heroes to find it boring.

I feel the same way too.

It was more tedious than boring.

Because he was reciting facts they already knew.

In the afternoon, the class content changed.

This time, it was about defining stats and skills, as well as levels and experience points.

I half-listened, half-drowsed, looking towards the exit of the classroom.

 

Nisled was standing there.

Her lips were moving, judging by the shape of his mouth.

You can come out.

I shook my head.

It was fine for today.

But if it continued like this for the next two weeks,

Evening.

After returning to the annex, I opened the door.

 

The dimensional portal was open.

Beyond the mist, the garden was visible.

Is there anything else to do?

Dinner was over, and there was no reason to call Jenna and Aaron.

It was still early in the evening.

There was enough time to finish the reunion that was left unfinished yesterday.

I stepped through the dimensional portal.

The familiar garden welcomed me. Snacks and a teacup were placed on the table. Nisled was standing at the entrance, and Yurnet was sitting with her legs crossed.

I've been waiting, Master. How was your day today?

Not great.

Shall I cancel all the education schedules?

I shook my head.

It was fine for today.

It wasn't of any use to me, but it was different for Jenna and Aaron.

I have realized the importance of information several times. If they hadn't had this opportunity, I probably would have taken the time to explain everything myself.

I have something to say. Quite a lot, actually.

Please go ahead.

While playing a mobile game, I fell from Earth into Mbius.

After that, I somehow managed to survive and reach the account I was playing on.

However, there were quite a few things to address.

How much do you know?

Its a complex question.

Yurnet smiled gently.

I have a general idea about this world.

Yes. I know that I am a chess piece, and I move for the Masters amusement.

You seem to know about the internet too.

Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to explain the recruitment posts on the bulletin board.

Yurnet replied.

Of course. Ive been learning about Earth's culture. It has been helpful in various ways.

How did you know that I had fallen here? It should have been impossible through the internet.

Master, do you remember what I told you yesterday?

My conversation with Yurnet was not a one-time thing.

Still, I could infer the context.

Mastery and hero connections run deep.

You know that well.

Yurnet gently smiled.

If you're aware of the interference ability,.

I am.

Then it's simple. All our powers originate from the master. As your grade goes up and your power grows, the connection between the master and the hero becomes stronger.

Yurnet held out her right hand, and a book appeared.

It had a white leather cover with a drawing of a mountain goat on it.

Naglepar is one of the five miraculous grimoires.

To cut to the chase, the five of us instinctively knew the moment the Master fell into Mbius.

Instinctively?

Like destiny.

I don't like vague words.

Words like destiny didn't appeal to me.

I sighed.

It seems like that rule only applies to the 13th-floor members.

It's a matter of capacity.

Yurnet said.

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