— After half an hour in the Falazars' backyard forest —
"Killing the low-level Rank 1 Demonic Beasts has beco a bit unfulfilling," Knox Falazar muttered with a yawn, his stick stained with the crimson blood of the dozen-odd Peak Rank 1 Demonic Beast carcasses that surrounded him. "I do rember soone ntioning that the forest only had the weakest of Demonic Beasts inside it. I guess that really is the case."
Bumr. But it was what it was.
As he made his way out of the forest, he decided to take a peek at his System Interface. The explosions produced by the two girls had concluded a while back, so it was eerily quiet within the lush forest growth.
The silence, however, made for the perfect suspense as he observed all the dramatic changes that had occurred within himself.
BLING!
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[Na: Attribute Farming System]
[Host: Knox Falazar]
[Cultivation: Mortal]
[Title: A Thousand Lifetis, A Thousand Tis a Virgin (EX), Shaless Young Master (EX)]
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[STRENGTH: 265] (Lifting 1500 lbs has beco a breeze)
[AGILITY: 290] (Can move at a speed of approximately 60 MPH)
[ENDURANCE: 230] (Warming the beds of three or less ladies in succession will result in success. Your chances of that becoming your reality, though, are astronomically low…)
[MIND: 1250] (Possesses the potential to beco the next gamind)
[INTELLIGENCE: 68] (You can successfully solve the Pythagorean Theorem)
[PERCEPTION: 255] (You can evade a slow, ancient gun)
[ENERGY: 310] (Attempting to conjure a fireball would be cool. Equivalent Energy Reserves of a Cultivator in the 3rd Stage of Qi Condensation)
[AFFINITY: 32] (Not bad for crippled trash. Slightly above average Talent)
[CHARISMA: 99] (Supermodel-level)
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Looking at his System Interface, Knox realized that his chances of receiving Intelligence Attribute Orbs were a lot lower than his other stats. Affinity was virtually non-existent, and Charisma had literally not improved. However, he suspected this was because the Demonic Beasts he killed didn't have much in the Intelligence or Talent departnt.
Sothing else he noticed was how the Attribute Orbs he saw drop from Demonic Beasts with the sa level of strength beca less and less the stronger he beca. After a brief Q&A with the System, he learned that this was due to the fact that Attribute points had certain values attached to them. What he saw as a number on their spherical surfaces was rely a visual representation of what that value was.
What he saw changed as he beca increasingly powerful. For example, if his strength were equivalent to a Nascent Soul Realm Powerhouse, then the value placed on the Attribute Orbs of what he had been fighting thus far might not have even been in the whole-number range.
Slaying Rank 1 Demonic Beasts would only give peanuts and pebbles at that point…
"I suppose this just ans I have to ceaselessly search for stronger opponents in this vast world I find myself in," Knox stated resolutely, clenching his fists in anticipation of the future. "Although my family is of the Count rank and possesses a large amount of influence in the Water Nation, that very sa nation is but a single piece of the Elental Nations. And the Elental Nations are just a small section of a land much larger and more mysterious."
A smirk crept onto his lips at the thought of exploring to his heart's content. With his functioning legs and arms, he would make the world his b*tch and face-slap whoever obstructed his path!
After all, he was a Young Master!
A Young Master known throughout the Kingdom as the useless trash that tarnished the noble na of the Falazar Count Family!
If he didn't take advantage of his illustrious background and infamous reputation, could he even consider himself a proper Young Master!?
"To be a proper Young Master," Knox contemplated, pacing in circles within an encirclent of Demonic Beast corpses. "What should I do first? Start wantonly flaunting my status around town? Harass a pretty lass and incur the wrath of a Protagonist??"
There were a number of ideas swirling around inside his mind, most of which were dubiously diabolical. However, out of all of them, one truly took the cake when it ca to the diabolical scale.
"I should be a nace and start creating enemies everywhere I go!" he declared, maliciously grinning. "Making good use of my high social status, I'll strut my stuff and let this Kingdom know my unruliness. I'll make everyone everywhere hate at a manageable pace, which will both fulfill the conditions of my Young Master Title and send Attribute Orbs in mountain-sized loads!"
The Title he was referring to was the second Title that he was born with in this 1,314th life of his. Its description was:
[Title (2) Shaless Young Master (EX)] - (Active)
— [For as long as the User maintains an aura of shalessness while abusing the social system with his status, all dropped Attribute Orbs will be doubled in value]
— [While the Title is active, the User will find himself inexplicably climbing through hierarchical ranks with ease]
— [Trendously Increased Luck (Assuming the Title is Active)]
This Title was essentially his sole drive for wanting to be the biggest wanker the world had ever seen!
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