Based on Fini’s calculations, he should have been able to initiate his third skill draw sometime next week.
However, it had arrived ahead of schedule, and he understood at least part of the reason.
Back when he first discovered that he could increase his experience bar by using his skills, Fini had noticed that using a skill on other people generated more experience.
Especially when the skill caused harm to someone—or, more precisely, when he used a skill in combat—the experience bar increased much more rapidly.
Unfortunately, the “Golden Dayan Art” was far too weak to protect himself, while the “Jin Ji Fried Chicken Wrap” couldn’t exactly be used in normal combat.
On top of that, he was afraid of being discovered, so Fini had no way to gain experience through fighting.
Fortunately, the part about using his skills on people was relatively easy to solve.
After discovering this, Fini no longer felt that he was stupid or ugly.
I’m damn smart.
I’m super handsome.
I’ll become invincible!
Aside from the last one, the first two had actually come true after eight years of the “Golden Dayan Art.”
Fini had become a famous prodigy and heartthrob at school, a student who had skipped multiple grades and ranked first in the entire school.
At just fifteen years old, he was about to graduate from high school.
Therefore, the two battles he had experienced today had filled the experience bar that should otherwise have naturally reached its limit two weeks later.
After eight years, he could finally draw another skill.
Fini couldn’t help feeling a little nervous.
He was worried that he might once again draw something like the “Jin Ji Fried Chicken Wrap,” a skill with limited combat potential.
So he didn’t draw immediately.
Instead, he decided to go home, take a bath, and pray first.
Seeing that Skye was still anxiously scrunching up her little face, Fini immediately guessed what she was thinking.
He smiled reassuringly and said, “All right. I managed to keep you from discovering anything for the past ten years. It won’t be exposed that easily.”
Hearing that, Skye rolled her eyes and protested, “That’s only because I never seriously investigated you.”
Actually, Skye had a point.
Fini spent every day with her, so he had undoubtedly revealed certain abnormalities without realizing it, just like what had happened that afternoon.
It was only because Skye had never considered that possibility that she had ultimately failed to notice anything.
Seeing how relaxed Fini looked, and realizing that he didn’t seem to be pretending, Skye temporarily put her worries aside.
She glanced at the pistol on the table and asked, “What about this? Are we taking it home?”
Fini followed her gaze toward the pistol.
The dirty gun was clearly nothing special, but he had fired it earlier, and it was at least still usable.
“There are still a few bullets left. Let’s leave it here in case of emergencies.”
In this country, in this city, guns weren’t exactly rare.
The fact that even two street thugs could get their hands on one was proof enough.
Fini stood up and hid the gun somewhere relatively concealed but still easy to reach.
“All right, hurry up and clean up the shop. We’re going home. You still haven’t told me how much you made today. Since we had an unexpected incident today, I’ll give you twenty percent!”
Skye rolled her eyes adorably.
Although she knew Fini was only saying this to help her get over what had just happened, she still answered fiercely, “No way! I want compensation for emotional distress. I’m taking half of today’s earnings as compensation.”
Fini put on an exaggerated expression of disbelief.
Skye couldn’t help laughing.
Her spirits gradually recovered from the fright she had experienced earlier.
After cleaning up the shop, Fini rode home with Skye in her car.
As soon as they entered the house, their parents complained about how late they were and urged them to wash their hands and come eat.
Feeling the warmth of the family, Skye shook her head, trying her best not to think about what had happened earlier.
She glanced at Fini beside her.
He looked completely calm, as though everything were perfectly normal.
For some reason, everything that had happened today still felt incredibly unreal.
At the dinner table, Fini’s family ate dinner together.
His father was named Eli, and he was one of the more well-known lawyers in New York.
That was also partly why Skye had been able to get a shop in the incredibly expensive Upper East Side.
Eli quickly noticed that something seemed off about Skye.
“Did something happen at the shop today?”
He asked the question with concern while eating.
“No, no. Everything’s fine at the shop.”
Skye quickly shook her head.
“You wouldn’t believe it. Those people were insisting on investing in Fini again, asking him to open another branch as soon as possible!”
Skye had promised Fini that she would keep his secret.
Besides, she didn’t want her parents to know what had happened that evening.
Hearing this, Eli couldn’t help smiling.
He looked at Fini and said, “I really don’t know who this kid learned that recipe from. No matter how your mother makes it, she just can’t get it to taste like his.”
Of course she can’t.
It’s a superpower!
Fini merely pursed his lips and said nothing.
Skye silently thought to herself that nobody could possibly have imagined that this dish was actually a superpower.
Hearing her husband belittle her cooking skills, Fini’s mother, Vera, wasn’t having it.
She criticized her husband while quietly muttering that her cooking was actually pretty close.
Feeling the warmth and happiness of the family, Skye gradually cast aside the worry in her heart and joined in.
For a while, the entire house was filled with laughter and joy.
After dinner, Fini took another shower, making sure to wash his hands especially well.
Then he returned to his room. Follow the newest chapters on g.com.
Tomorrow was the weekend, so he didn’t have to go to school.
He decided to draw his skill now.
“Please, please, please… don’t give me another cooking skill.”
After calming himself and silently praying for five minutes, Fini took a deep breath and began the skill draw.
Before starting, he had considered trying to use the “Golden Dayan Art” to cheat a little.
But whether it was because he couldn’t calm his mind enough or because the system simply didn’t allow such cheating, he couldn’t get it to work.
Fortunately, the final result wasn’t bad.
“Incursio”
“Origin: Akame ga Kill!”
“Description: An armor inhabited by an ancient life-form, capable of continuously evolving.”
Feeling the information about the skill appear in his mind, Fini became somewhat excited.
Although eight years had passed and his memories had become somewhat hazy, he still remembered it.
It was the protagonist’s final equipment in Akame ga Kill!.
“But isn’t this thing an Imperial Arms? It can actually count as a skill!?”
Fini was somewhat confused.
But then he thought about how even the “Jin Ji Fried Chicken Wrap” could count as a skill.
Compared with that, treating an Imperial Arms as a skill didn’t seem all that strange.
Worried that using the skill might cause some commotion, Fini didn’t dare activate it in his room.
He planned to find somewhere deserted tomorrow and test it.
Although he didn’t know what it could do yet, he was still extremely excited.
In another year, Iron Man would make his high-profile debut.
After that, one disaster after another would follow.
Fini had already been deeply worried about the future.
The power of the “Golden Dayan Art” couldn’t be increased, and for now, it was only enough to deal with ordinary people.
As for the “Jin Ji Fried Chicken Wrap”…
It can’t possibly be that when aliens arrive, I can just feed them fried chicken wraps and send them away, right?
“I hope this is a powerful ability!”
Before seeing its true effects, Fini didn’t dare assume that “Incursio” would definitely be powerful.
After all, if he only looked at the description, the “Golden Dayan Art” should have been overwhelmingly powerful.
Unfortunately, he couldn’t unleash its full potential.
Fini wasn’t asking for “Incursio” to be ridiculously overpowered.
As long as it was enough for him to go toe-to-toe with “ordinary humans” like Hawkeye and Black Widow for now, he would be more than satisfied.
(End of Chapter)