Chapter 178: Chapter 159: New Profession – Social Idler
“Human Race · Male · 25 years old”
“Profession: Unemployed”
“Professional Characteristics: Technique Spirit’s appetite decreases, feeding requirements reduced by 50%.”
“Innate Talent · Mage’s Handbook (Mid-tier): Register other operators in the handbook, their experiences will be shared with this character based on Bonds Level proportion, current handbook pages 1/2 (can unlock talent limit after strength improvement).”
“Personal Skill · Exotic Wandering Soul: Effect unknown.”
“Silver Blessing · Observer’s Appearance: Your appearance is misleading; unless you act unusually, others will subconsciously ignore your existence. Within the Void Realm this blessing is enhanced, unless there are intimate Bonds, others cannot see your features clearly.”
“Held Items: Sweet Words and a Hidden Dagger, Void Realm Telescope, Alchemist’s Refinement Bottle”
“Controlled Spirits: Heart Sword, Substitute, Circulation, Earth Sword, Wind Barrier…”
“Sword Technique Faction: Silver Level”
“Radiant Faction: Silver Level”
“Water Technique Faction: Silver Level”
“Spirit Faction: Silver Level”
“Void Realm Exploration: 1.022%”
“Knowledge Curse: Vortex Secret Poison, Exorcism Secret Poison, Golden Fish Poison”
Ash sat in Selin’s place, staring at the floating text and sinking into deep thought.
After losing the chip, he naturally couldn’t summon the light screen, but “Aurora’s Mage Manual,” the game, wasn’t bound to the light screen, it was bound to Ash.
He could still summon the Mage’s handbook interface; however, the clarity dropped from 4K ultra HD to 360P. Except for the Sword Maiden illustration becoming somewhat cartoonish, there was hardly any impact.
Although Ash felt that Selin’s ritual miracle had no effect on him, when he opened his own operator file and looked for a while, he found changes—his profession changed from “Cult Leader/Ancient History Scholar” to “Unemployed”!
Nevertheless, the game didn’t pop up any notices, and Ash hadn’t been paying attention to his status information. After all, with the Sword Maiden illustration turned cartoonish, he had been too lazy to open the game interface these past few days, let alone his own operator file.
Ash couldn’t determine whether the change in his profession was because of Selin’s miracle or as a consequence of his jailbreak—after all, following the jailbreak, he indeed shifted from a full-package state-owned enterprise worker to an unemployed member of society, quite reasonable indeed.
After pondering for a moment, Ash decided to give up on contemplating such matters.
However, compared to the useless “Cult Leader/Ancient History Scholar” with its mere luck check +10 and ancient artifact identification +5, the new professional characteristics seemed much more practical—the cost of feeding Technique Spirits was cut in half!
It was as if the Technique Spirits knew Ash had lost his iron rice bowl and everybody happily faced salary cuts—”I’m very low-maintenance.”
Closing the game panel, Ash examined his own resume file.
This was “Ash Heath’s Resume,” arranged by Selin; it contained Heath’s awards throughout foster care, middle school, and university, his part-time jobs, friends’ evaluations of Heath, photos of Heath at various ages, and even Heath’s Veil browsing history, meticuluously detailed and comprehensive.
The file was well-organized, and Ash didn’t feel bored reading it at all. Quickly, he sketched out Heath’s life trajectory in his mind: Born an ‘elite’ by assessment, sent to a first-tier model foster home; scored 36th in middle level exams, got into Kaimon Comprehensive University’s History Department in Time Series through moderate admission test scores; started a business right after graduation, beginning missionary activities based on a pyramid scheme.
He did not eat sweets, did not gamble, did not visit tea cafés, nor had he ever worked part-time at a mud café, with zero votes in Blood Moon Judgement.
Apart from his apartment and school, Heath’s favorite place to go was the convenience store downstairs; apart from daily necessities, the most purchased goods were various books, and among them, Ash noticed several familiar titles: “The Crowd,” “How to Induce a Void Realm Storm with Bare Hands,” “Criminal Law”; many friends who knew Heath described him as ‘low-profile (unremarkable),’ ‘respectful and polite (bland),’ ‘capable individually (antisocial).’
All this was not too alarming, but there was one thing about Heath that filled Ash with dread—Heath’s Veil browsing history consisted entirely of political, historical, military, mage, religious, and racial information, without any trace of pornographic videos, pictures, or fiction!
Forget human females, even something like a Beastman man battling an ogre man; though Ash couldn’t accept it, he could understand. But there was not even a hint of these types of records!
The only thing remotely related to erotica was the rumored Beastman women’s military corps “Dominant Flower Collective”; it was said that during their mating period, they engaged in hunting down male Beastmen, dismembering their limbs to create fueling stations, possessing extraordinary combat power, and were ferocious and unruly.
But Beastwomen… Surely Heath didn’t also have a large truck driver’s license, did he?
In short, a perfectly good 25-year-old guy with no interest in porn, who had never made any effort to satisfy his urges, was proof enough that he was definitely not normal.
Nevertheless, the resume also showed no extraordinary adventures for Heath as if suddenly enlightened to start a business. There was no mention of how Heath acquired information on the Four Pillars God Sect. Ash had previously thought that the puppet master behind the scenes was Professor Selin, and that the Divine Sect material was handed to Heath by Selin, but with only a Blood Moon in Selin’s heart, it was clear it wasn’t the Elves stirring things up.