Chapter 17—New Mastery
"I need to get strongenough to kill those brats and those soldiers... or at least find a way to escape," he muttered, already planning for the next loop.
[ Ding! Tiline 78521452224.3 has ended! ]
[ Begin Tiline 78521452224.4? ]
[ —Y— or —N— ]
A shimring red panel flashed into his vision.
He tapped —Y—, exhaling slowly.
[ Ding! Beginning Tiline 78521452224.4! ]
[ Ding! Reincarnating Sli#47! ]
[ Ding! Trait— ’Eternal Mastery {Mythic}’ activated! ]
[ Locking skills—Acid Fist {Lv.Max}; Evade {Lv.Max}; Human Tongue {Lv.1}, Demon Tongue {Lv.Max} ]
[ Locking ’Fist Mastery’— Tier 0: 25% of proficiency carried over! ]
He didn’t get skills or anything in the earlier loops, but the third loop was different, so his Eternal Mastery trait had finally begun to display its real bite.
’Good... finally this trait is doing sothing,’ he grinned, eager to get even stronger in the fourth loop.
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The mont he reincarnated, he opened his status without wasting a second.
[ Na: Sli#47 {Temporary}
Race: Sli ★
Class: N/A
Trait: Eternal Mastery, Viscous Body, Amorphous Being.
Titles: N/A
Level: 1
Strength: G-
Endurance: G
Will: G
Wisdom: G-
Dexterity: G
Perception: G-
Agility: G
Vitality: G ]
’Back to level one,’ he muttered, then flicked open his skills panel.
[ —Skills—
—Demon Tongue {Legendary} Lv.Max—
—Human Tongue {Rare} Lv.1—
—Acid Fist {Common} Lv.Max—
—Evade {Common} Lv.Max— ]
’Sa as last loop. Now... masteries.’ He swiped the panel over.
[ —Masteries—
—Fist Mastery—
—Tier Zero
—Proficiency: 15/100 ]
’Twenty-five percent of sixty-one... yeah, system rounded down. Damn, lost forty-six points,’ he winced, feeling the sting in his core.
"Hello, my child, I’m your mama," the cute blob cooed, rubbing her soft body against him affectionately.
’Magic, I must master magic skills in this loop,’ the young sli swore internally as events began to unfold like before— him dragging Mama Sli toward the rough woman for jelly harvesting again.
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"You seem to have intellect, child," Elder Sli rumbled in his usual stern voice.
"By the way, Elder... have you ever heard of a trait or skill that lets soone travel back in ti?" he asked casually.
He wanted to skipthe boring talk.
"Yes, there are a few of those," the old sli replied, glancing at the young sli suspiciously. "Don’t tell ..."
"Yep. I’m from the future. Got a skill for it. Every ti I die, I get rewoundback to birth," he explained bluntly.
They discussed briefly how he died and what he’d learned.
"So, that’s how we died, huh?" Elder Sli’s tone sank, sadness shaking his wobbling body.
He glanced at the sleeping slis, pity in his eyes.
"Yes, but we’ve got a chance now. I even killedone of those kids before dying. Teach magic," he said firmly.
"Very well. Let’s start with magic and in our free ti, languages," the old sli said, turning into a strict teacher.
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A few hours later...
"Focus; Move your mana," Elder Sli scolded as Sli#47 struggled to control mana from his core.
’Why can’t I move it?’ Young sli grumbled internally.
When he’d killed the kid in fury, mana flowed naturally through his body—but now it felt wild, uncooperative.
"Let’s take a break," the old sli said, patting him gently. "You’re being too rough with mana. You must be calmand gentle."
The elder understood what the young one was trying, but knew mana would never bow to force.
’Is mana bipolar or what? One mont it listens, next mont it’s acting like I don’t exist,’ he complained inwardly.
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Ten moons rose to their peak, illuminating the world in crimson.
"I did it! Finally... mana’s listeningto !" Sli#47 cheered, his tiny fists glowing faint blue—the reflection of mana in them.
"Not bad. You managed to control your emotions and move mana. That is good," Elder Sli praised him.
"Next, fire magic!" The young sli’s eyes brightened with excitent.
"Nope," the old sli rejected flatly.
"Why?" Sli#47 asked, disappointed.
"It’s night. Everyone’s asleep." Elder Sli pointed at the field filled with softly glowing slis and snoring sounds. "Go to sleep."
With that, the old sli found his soft spot and fell asleep, snoring loudly—ZZZ!.
’He sure found a sweet spot.’ The young sli was jealous of the elder’s soft grass bed.
He then glanced at the wooden fence, curiosity gleaming. He wanted to test sothing.
Wob!—Wob!—He bounced closer to the fence, where other slis were asleep beside it.
Wob!—He used the sleeping sli’s body as a springboard, he leapt even higher—Whoop!—reaching higher than the fence itself.
"Acid Fist!" His tiny fist glowed grey—Bam!—he struck the transparent barrier shimring around the fence, which appeared when he almost crossed the fence.
Whooo!
Ripplesspread across the barrier—but not even a crack appeared.
’Yeah... way too strong,’ Sli#47 clicked his tongue.
He didn’t try to escape; he knew he’d only get caught if other humans found him. He rely wanted to testif breaking free was even possible.
Unfortunately, the barrier covering the entire farm made the attempt futile.
’Why this much security? It’s not like sli thieves exist... right?’ he wondered uneasily.
Wob!—He flopped onto a random spot and fell asleep.
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Ten days later...
Under the early rays of the black sun.
"Fire,"the young sli muttered, activating a red rune. A circle appeared above his tiny palm; within it, a spark of flaflickered to life.
He had to get the fire rune to cast fire magic.
Ding!—A blue shimring panel popped up before him.
’I did it!’ He grinned widely at the sight.
[ Ding! You have acquired ’Fire Magic Rune’ Mastery! ]
[ —Masteries—
—Fire Magic Rune—
—Tier Zero
—Proficiency: 1/100 ]
’Ah! hell... another mastery. These things are a pain to train,’ he sighed.
It was already difficult enough improving Fist Mastery — now anotherone?
"Elder, is it really necessary to master these masteries? What are their benefits?" he asked curiously.
Old sli replied sternly, "They are very important. Unlike skills, they play a greater long-term role. For example: Acid Fist improves your fist power, yes—but only temporarily. Skills can beco obsolete. A higher-tier skill will consu less aura for greater strength. However, masteries remain useful no matter your level or tier."
He smiled slightly. "There is an old saying—’It is better to master one mastery than ten skills.’"
"So damn powerful..." the young sli muttered, fire burning in his eyes.
He decided to master at least one mastery to test it himself. "But what exactly is tier?"
"Heh, that knowledge is uselessfor where you are now—but fine," Elder Sli smirked faintly.
’Out of reach for but not for you?’ Sli#47 thought, irritated.
He was certain the elder couldn’t even take down a human kid.
"Hmm, tiers are simply power classifications. Tier Zero is Level 1–10, Tier One is 11–50, Tier Two is 51–100, and so on," Elder Sli explained lightly.
’So, just a powerscale. I’ve figured out complex power systems than this,’ the young sli mused.
Thud!—Thud!—The sound of footsteps echoed across the field.
’My different actions in this loop didn’t cause... any butterfly effects... right?’ He wondered, feeling his core tighten.
End of the Chapter. __________________________________________________________
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