after 30 minutes he had to call it quits.
after all, his body is still malnourished.
but he made explosive progress!
[Mining Skill: 188/1000 Great Success] around 40 points after only just practicing the weaponised version of the Mining Skill.
‘I don’t know why its still called the Mining Skill?
shouldn’t it have changed names?’ he pondered it for a while than realized that the roots of the Skill is firmly planted around mining.
only recently did he start getting ideas of adding things.
‘maybe it will evolve into something new after Great Success?’ that was his theory at least.
he wiped off the sweat using his shirt and decided to go for a walk, his goal was simple yet very important for the future.
and it is to find Spinach!
you might that spinach has high iron, and relatively high protein, either that or find some lentils or quinoa.
these are 3 types of plants can boost the capabilities of his bodies significantly.
during his walk though, people avoided him.
its not that he was a bad person…
well…
its because of how he acts.
its not like he’s cruel, vindictive and evil, but he was willing and went through with cutting up his own face.
having 2 scars.
one going across his face by his nose and the other right below his left eye going down vertically.
it was simple reason really.
he was pretty.
and in a world like this, being a pretty child is enough of a reason to become a persons plaything.
some men would show up right after his parents died saying they had an opportunity, saying sweet nothings that would goad me into selling myself.
I knew what was up and grabbed a broken glass from a bottle, and ran it across my face without stopping eye contact.
than smiled eerily, than chomping my jaw.
it was freaking horrifying that a child not even 10 could do such acts.
after that multiple people called me a cursed child, that I would bring misfortune, and I led into that.
sure I was treated slightly differently, but after scaring the shit out of a man who refused to sell to me, I made sure the change was not a bad one.
and this was after I had a grasp of killing a few people, already teaching me killing intent.
I used to think it was bogus, nonsense made up by martial arts stories, but after experiencing someone’s life leave their eyes, you just..
grasp it?
after killing the thief, the first kill head on, I had this feeling, that told me much more than what I originally thought.
some beggars, and bandits gave me this..
this feeling?
that screamed of a man who has killed?
and sometimes the potency would spike depending on the person.
sometimes after a person stared at someone, I could feel their intent to rip the life out of the guy.
and now, I held that same aura now.
it was the only thing he didn’t want, so he could keep himself hidden, but knowing him.
he would have showed it off anyways.
as I walked down the street, some gang members were shaking down other neighbours, I didn’t even take a glance at them not wanting to risk it.
but the prick just had to call out.
“hey, hey, hey!
Junior Brother where do you think your going~” the man called out cockily.
I turned glare heavy, with undisguised intent to rip him to shreds.
“what is it brother..” I say, deep as my 13 year old voice can go.
he gets startled by that glare, and his buddies realised that they are in over their heads with me.
but before the prick that called out could speak anymore, an older guy clamped his mouth shut and responded.
“nothing junior brother, just continue your way…” I nod with a smile, the intent clearing in an instant as I walk again.
‘after 4 years, I gained significant control over it~’ though some of it leaks out constantly, when I actively think about it, it bubbles up violently.
think of a pot of water in low flame, the water isn’t hot enough to boil yet there is still steam.
now heighten the flame considerably, and in a moment the water would boil producing an abundance of steam.
“why did you stopped me?!
that was merely a child!” “what are you?
an Idiot!
that child has probably killed hundreds!
you haven’t killed enough yet, but once you do, you’ll understand..
that kid is a monster!” “your exaggerating-” another man buts in.
“you idiot!
even i could sense something deeply wrong about him!
and eldest brother has dabbled in Killing Dao the deepest yet you still question him!” “it was so thick I couldn’t even see his face…” the 4th brother continued staring at where Ma Qing was standing at.
after the 4th mentioned that, the gang member who called out to Ma Qing, now realised he couldn’t remember the face, just that startling feeling!