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[ Name: Michael Norman ]
[ Class: Necromancer Apprentice ]
[ Level: 2(1^) ]
[ EXP: 80/250 ]
[ Strength: 1.6(0.3^) ]
[ Agility: 1.9(0.5^) ]
[ Constitution: 1.4(0.3^) ]
[ Intelligence: 5.5(1.0^) ]
[ Attribute Points: 6 ]
[ Skills: Undead Summoning, Undead Revival, Detect, Basic Shot (NEW!) ]
[ Talent: Infinite Evolution ]
[ Class Skill: Contract Slot {0/4} ]
[ Gift: Mark Of Origin ]
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"My stats have increased," was the first thing Michael noticed. He hadn't felt anything earlier—which made sense, given the pain had been all-consuming.
Now, after seeing the digital representation of his stat boost, Michael paid attention to his body and finally noticed it. He stood up and tested a few movements to gauge the extent his stats had risen.
'So this is what it means to level up,' he thought, a sense of awe washing over him.
Since his Awakening, this was only the second time he had felt his body was truly "different." He could only imagine how much more pronounced these changes would become as he levelled up. Now he was only level 2, but what about when he reached levels like 50? By then, even his less relevant stats for his class, like strength and constitution, might reach superhuman levels.
Among his stats, Michael noticed that intelligence had increased the most. Unfortunately, it was currently useless, as he still had no way to utilize mana.
The intelligence stat didn't actually make one smarter; it simply represented an Awakener's total mana and their ability to learn skills quickly, like spells.
Thanks to his human race and necromancer class—each providing 0.5 stat points in intelligence—Michael now had nearly six times the average intelligence of a typical human.
The stat system for Awakeners factored in their race to determine their strengths accordingly. Even before his Awakening, Michael had known that races like Elves existed in the Land of Origin—and some of these Elves weren't native to the Land of Origin but hailed from other realms like Aurora, where Awakeners also resided.
For example, an Elf with a strength stat of "one" would have it scaled to match their natural physique. So, if Elves were inherently stronger than humans, a single-point increase in their strength stat might equate to what would be two points for humans.
This same system principle was applied to class systems, where certain classes had inherent advantages over others.
However, all these differences were meaningless to him now, given that he was still lost in the middle of nowhere.
The next most significant boost went to his agility stat, which surprised him—why would a mage-type class like necromancer prioritize agility?
It was a well-known fact that classes would naturally distribute the attribute points upon levelling up, which in turn would make the class stronger.
Agility affects one's movement speed, reaction time, dodging ability, and attack speed.
Michael wondered what a mage class like necromancer would benefit from agility, but he made a note to research it later.
After intelligence and agility, strength and constitution saw the smallest enhancements.
Strength influenced physical power, melee damage, carrying capacity, and general physical feats.
Constitution impacted health, endurance, resistance to both physical and elemental damage, and environmental factors.
Michael knew these stats would have been even lower without the boosts from levelling up as a human. If his stats depended solely on his necromancer class, his mana pool might have been vast, but then even a lower-level physical class could probably have taken him down with a single punch.
Yet despite these seemingly small increases, Michael estimated that his overall performance had improved by at least 30%.
'And this is only from one level up… I need more experience!'
The surge in power was addicting. Despite the ordeal with the slime, Michael had no intention of shying away. Ever since watching that video of a Demigod Cultivator in action, he'd vowed to reach a similar level of strength. A single, bad run-in with a slime wasn't going to change that.
However, the experience had taught him to be more cautious. If he were to face slimes again, he'd either have to use his brains to outsmart them or suppress them with sheer power.
Michael didn't consider himself dumb, but he wouldn't exactly call himself brilliant either. After all, an intelligent person wouldn't have just attacked a level 4 monster, regardless of its species, with the desperation of an experience-hungry dog—and he'd been just that.
But if he wanted to use power to suppress any slimes he encountered…
Michael's gaze drifted to his attribute points displayed unused on the panel.
Maybe, just maybe, they could help him…
[ Attribute Points: 6 ]