She hadn't read the "Ryan" part of his memories, only the "Max" part, but that already showed her his dirty secrets enough to tel her how his mind worked.
Who knows who else he would look lustfully at?
She was sure even she was not safe.
Evil brat.
In his past life, even his teachers, mentors and aunts had his eye.
Ryan coughed, feeling ashamed.
Luckily, she hadn't read his current memories.
Then, he sneered. "You aren't very pure minded either, Sera. I couldn't continue watching after you awakened your powers—how many people have you killed already? 100? 200?"
And his mom. She was also something else.
Who would force a little girl to kill so much?
Lysandra was such a failure of a mother!
I have to be the sensible one and soften my sister's heart. This way, she would become too cold hearted.
She had killed so much that murder was second nature to her.
That would make her lose emotions at some point.
"All of those people were my enemies," Sera shrugged. "You saw my memories, so you should know that my mindset is much better than yours."
He laughed. How arrogant!
"Like hell it is. You even killed that slave trader just because of a suspicion. Is that good? How is it good?" Ryan shook his head. "I am willing to be ruthless to my enemies, not innocents. Your mindset is convenient, not good. It will kill our humanity."
"I don't kill 'innocents' either. But surely a slave trader is innocent."
He paused.
She flicked his forehead. "Look, your arguments don't stand in the face of life. Now go kill the rest of the pigs here. We should at least finish this part of your training for today."
Ryan sighed and looked at the pigs around him. He took the butcher's blade again, became a slaughterer. Then, he walked up to the closest pig and began his slaughter.
"You don't even know how to hold a blade," she said with some irritation, and helped him fix his hold.
Ryan clicked his tongue.
He had read Seraphina's memories, but those memories did not become his own memories. He remembered them vaguely but overall, he had forgotten most of them. Thus, he did not gain any of her experience.
How can someone inherit 16 years of memory in just hours?
That was impossible.
He just understood what she felt when she experienced her life.
He moved his blade.
Yeah, holding it like her is much better.
Killed a pig.
It thrashed around until it breathed no more.
[100/200 Exp]
He moved to the next pig.
[200/200 Exp]
[Leveling up!]
[Successfully leveled up to Level 3]
[Gained +5 Skill Point]
[Gained +5 Stat Point]
Ryan took a deep breath and tried to remember Seraphina's knowledge about skill points and status points. He could not clearly remember any of those. He turned to look at her.
She stood there with her hands folded.
"Your system is quite weird, this Shard of Infinity. I don't really understand it," she said with a frown. "But I think it might be a mythical Divine Artifact."
"How is it weird?"
"Usually, people do receive some benefits when 'leveling up'," she explained with a finger on her jaw. "Mages gain a stronger mana pool, Martial Artists get a stronger body. And which skill levels up is also random. But you are different, you gain points which you can use to improve your skills manually."
He flexed his muscles. "Oh, doesn't that mean I can use them to rival Martial Artists in physical strength and Mages in mana if I stack all my points on one stat?"
Sera smiled. "Heh, you wish. Do you know how much Physical Strength a Martial Artist would have at level 3?"
"How much?"
"In your system's terms, it should be about 300 points. And every level up from level 1 to level 10 will increase their strength by a hundred points. Whereas look at your own body—how much strength does it have?"
Ryan became silent.
He had 10 points now. Even if he stacked all his stat points on one stat, he would still fail to match up to a Martial Artist of the same level when it came to physical strength. Same for mana with mages.
She pinched his cheeks. "Look, so weak yet so arrogant. You will never beat me physically when you are at my own level."
He grinned. Not really!
He was a gamer, how could he accept not being the best at everything?
"So what if I can't match your body strength for now? Even if I can't defeat them in pure stats, I can gain better skills than them. There must be skills out there that can boost my physical strength."
Like a Passive Skill that could increase strength by a 100%?
Hehehe.
Sera pouted. She was jealous of that.
He would have skills that could bridge the gap with anyone on anything. That was the terrifying power of Plundering.
That was why Plunder Suckers were mythological beings in Mugen.
"Yeah you can do that," she said dismissively. "But for now, kill these pigs until they are no longer useful."
"Yes, mam!"
She smiled at his familiar antics.
Ryan began killing pigs one by one—but before he killed them, he didn't forget to use his ability, Luck Sucker, on them. That gave him more and more golden wisps of luck, but he didn't know what changed—it felt as if nothing had changed.
Killed one pig.
[100/300 Exp]
Two.
[200/300 Exp]
Three.
[300/300 Exp]
Level up.
[Successfully achieved Level 4]
[+5 Skill Points]
[+ 5 Stat Points]
Blood covered his entire hand red, but he continued.
[100/400 Exp]
[200/400 Exp]
..
[400/400 Exp]
[Successfully achieved Level 5]
[+5 Skill Points]
[+ 5 Stat Points]
…
[500/500]
[Successfully achieved Level 6]
[+5 Skill Points]
[+ 5 Stat Points]
.
.
.
[900/900]
[Successfully achieved Level 10]
[+5 Skill Points]
[+ 5 Stat Points]
Ryan took a deep breath.
In total, he had killed 45 pigs.
Ryan began vomiting.
His sister came behind him and rubbed his back. "Good boy."
"No one will think you are mute if you shut up!"
She giggled. "Did you reach level 10?"
He nodded.
"Then these pigs won't be any use from now, come, let's leave."
He nodded. Killing 45 pigs at one go might seem like a normal thing, but it was far from that. Killing a living creature, watching it thrash and stop breathing, then maddeningly repeating that for 45 times in one day would tax anyone's mind. Especially if it was their first time being so aggressively violent.
They left the mirror and appeared in Seraphina's bedroom.
He directly ran into her bathroom and fell into the tub.
Seraphina herself was still clean, so she sat on the bed with a scroll. She began to write some new things on it.
Now, she knew Ryan like a part of her own body. His status, his skills, his rpg system—nothing was hidden from her. Thus, she could tailor the training plan for maximum growth in minimum time.
The ultimate training plan was on the way.
He is already level 10, she thought worriedly. It will be harder to level up now. Not to mention choosing a subclass, I wonder how his system would affect that.
And there were all his stat points and skill points.
What should he use them on?
She waited for him to come out of the bath.
And then there is this new skill of his, Twin Telepathy.
That was a big thing. With it, she could explain hard concepts easily to him and he could explain similarly complex ideas easily to her. In fact, she was very curious about many things that Ryan knew.
For example, Mathematics of Earth.
She wanted to learn it but learning it from his memory made it easy to forget.
She should learn it from him directly.
The Algebra is especially curious, if I learn it, I might be able to level up myself. My mage path has been stuck for too long.
She grinned.
This was all so fucking exciting!
Then, she thought about something else. Should I warn his little maid a bit? She is a bit too close to him.
Then, she sighed.
He is happy at least.
But damn, he had lost his virginity.
She felt as if she was lagging behind.
Should I lose mine?
No.
She was not a loser. Why would she lose something?
Humph.
Ryan was the loser.