Steve was having a rough day. One Friday, just before lunch, the office needed to stay for overtime. He then went for lunch, heading to the cafeteria, which served fish fingers and cheese fries. He soon choked and fell, hitting his head on the floor and losing consciousness.
Pretty bad way to go out? Death by fish sticks and fish sticks. Lights out, that's it. However, next he woke up in a mountain. Everything around him was big, much bigger than it should be, and the floor was covered in snow. Despite this, he only felt a little cold.
Steve blinked, hugely surprised, looked down at himself and saw...fur. White, long, fluffy fur with a silvery tint and trailing purple vine-like patterns. Still, he didn't panic. His body felt familiar too, which was odd, he must have been a human before and clearly no longer was.
But before he had time to consider what was happening, the air in front of him changed and Steve heard a mechanical "ding" in his ears. Then a text box appeared in the air in front of him. He didn't even need to read it to know it, it felt like the knowledge was already in his head.
[reincarnated as]
[Participate in the tutorial? whether]
He blinked a few times in surprise again, and his eyes fell on those words again. It felt like his thoughts were running at a snail's pace, paralyzed. How did you get here? Does reincarnation really exist? Then he read over his new species, which was apparently a mopava. That sounds...a little silly. He could feel his body after all. It has four legs with claws at the end of each, a long, furry tail, a nose in front, and eyes with excellent vision.
a cat. In every sense of the word, it fit in with what he knew about cats.
He shook off his distracting thoughts and focused on the news again. Yeah, maybe... maybe a tutorial isn't such a bad idea now. After all, he had no idea what was going on. The moment he made up his mind and confirmed his intentions, the box responded.
[This person has agreed to start the tutorial. The tutorial starts now. ]
[During the process, the individual may not lose any health points, may not be affected by external forces, may not leave the designated area, and his or her physical condition may not change in any way. The individual's thinking will be accelerated in order to successfully complete the tutorial. Enter state. ]
Steve immediately felt his mind racing. Only half of his thoughts felt like his own, the other half were mixed between the body he inhabited and the new information being brought into his mind. He knew he could no longer eat vegetables and fruits, and he knew immediately that he would not be disgusted by eating raw meat.
His senses were slightly sharpened, but also a bit dulled. He could tell that his human brain was trying to parse the color information it was getting, and using context clues, he could still tell most of them apart based solely on his experience with things. So, under the snow, the grass might be green or it might be red, but he knew it was green and saw that it was green.
After a while, something suddenly shook in his mind, disrupting his thinking, and he looked at the grass again. He could very clearly feel his human and cat minds merging together, and it felt... a bit like riding a roller coaster at an uncomfortably fast pace.
His head felt like it was snapping to the left, then to the right, then twisting from side to side. After a while, the feeling disappeared and Steve blinked a few more times. He felt...normal. Different, absolutely different. Definitely disoriented. Perhaps a bit like the chosen one, he felt an obvious sense of arrogance in his heart, originating from the cat-like part of him?
Just when his mind was adjusted and his thoughts were whirling, another notification rang.
[The system is based on verbal and mental commands. Individuals are encouraged to start with verbal commands to become more familiar with the system. Say "status" to access your current main information sheet. ]
"Meow?" Steve said hesitantly, his voice distinctly cat-like. This is crazy. Before he could think about it, a bigger box and more information appeared in his mind.
status:
|Unnamed| [Personal name. ]
Lv.: 1【Personal Level】
Species: Common Mopaaw [The species to which this individual currently belongs. ]
Titles: None [Titles earned by an individual through various personally important merits, conferring permanent benefits. ]
Hp: 3/3 [The maximum remaining vitality of an individual. 】
Mp: 1/1 [The maximum remaining magic power of an individual. ]
Sp: 12/12 [Individual remaining physical strength and maximum physical strength. 】
Strength: 4
Vitality: 2
Agility: 7
Agility: 8
Intelligence: 2
Wisdom: 4
Willpower: 2
Luck: 8
Ability points: 0
oh. Wow, the interface of the game. It was so unreal that he reached out to touch it, but his claws met resistance for less than a second. Somewhere, for some reason, he knew he could click on it to add a score or confirm a prompt, but not otherwise interact.
Then, his eyes drifted to his HP. oh. Oh no. That... the points are not very high. He took a deep breath to calm his racing heart and focused again. Seeing that I was only three points away from death was...a wake-up call. He felt a part of him panicking, worrying, but it was all covered by a thick... blanket of calm. Does the inability to change physical state also mean that adrenaline is suppressed?
Do cats have adrenaline? Something told him they were at least equal. He focused again.
[To see your skills, say "skills"]
"Meow," he intoned, more confident in himself this time. Another window appeared, this one much smaller than his status screen.
Skill:
initiative:
passive:
unique:
OK Much of it makes sense. He's a cat, or at least the equivalent of a cat, so he has cat-based skills. After that. Maybe because he comes from a capitalist society? Is his entire existence as a human worth just one skill?
[Some people have unique skills. These can be acquired through extensive training, or they can be innate. The person was awarded one because his life experience was disproportionate to his body. ]
This explains this to some extent. Does the system really see him as a regular "mopaaw"? That was…good or bad, he thought.
[To use a skill, just plan to use it. Passive skills can also be disabled and enabled by speaking their name or toggling in the menu. Skills can be upgraded by utilizing their effects. This is true for both passive and active skills. After reaching a certain level, skills can evolve into more advanced forms. Certain skills may have conditions attached. Different skills may have different evolution requirements. Some skills have no level cap. Skills may consume resources such as Mp or Sp. Many skills consume both. ]
This matched his expectations. He's not much of a fan of video games, but he sometimes plays some after get off work, which seems to fit the bill.
[New skills can be obtained through different channels, including: skill store, skill evolution, skill transfer, skill fusion, and skill acquisition. In order to see these principles in action, individuals are encouraged to try to gain more information about these methods by observing them. ]
Steve hesitated for a moment, then followed the instructions. He focused on the first one, the Skill Shop.
[Skills gained through specific actions. ]
[Skill Store: The Skill Store is a menu inherent to all individuals with system access. It uses skill point currency, which can be used to purchase skills. ]
So what are skill points?
[Skill Points: This currency is mainly obtained through leveling up, but may also be obtained as a task reward. It can be used to acquire new skills from the Skill Shop, or to develop existing skills when the opportunity arises. ]
Okay, then. Everyone in the world will have these points for their upgrades, and the skill shop is different from his. Good to know. Steve nodded, mentally thinking about his next message.
[By completing various feats that suit your personal interests, you will gain additional "skills", "points", "titles" and "items". You've been given the necessary tools to learn more about the system's capabilities and are encouraged to explore the world safely. It is recommended that individuals try and survive]
[This person has now completed the tutorial. ]
[I have received the title. ]
The first message above had felt a bit heavy, like a slight slap on his face, but he was just noticing it now. He can get more rewards by completing things that match his interests. He...feels less qualified to tackle the problem, with his death occurring around the five-minute mark, and instead uses the last remaining lull in the tutorial to focus on the title. "Meow?" he said, the point being
[: This is a title awarded to the person who completes the tutorial. When obtained, it grants 5 ability points. Additionally, a short grace period will be activated during which individuals will receive a slightly increased skill acquisition growth and a large hidden luck bonus. This is about helping young people survive. ]
5 whole points? Without hesitation, Steve breathed life into four of them, and one of them put in the intellectual effort to see what would happen.
Vitality: 2 -> 6
Health: 3/3 -> 10/10
Intelligence: 2 -> 3
MP: 1/1 -> 2/2
[Due to low personal ability scores, resource calculation progress is uneven. When the resource determination ability reaches 10 points, the number of resources per point will remain unchanged. ]
correct. This explains why every increase in his Vitality is worth more than his Intelligence. Therefore, once his physical strength or intelligence exceeds 10, the increase will be the same every time. Good to know. Steve took a deep breath, feeling the cold air in his lungs. He could see a forest below the mountain.
Well, if he wants to find food, it's probably a better idea to go there. He drooled at the thought of rats, which was strange but not disturbing. When the system buzzed again, he shook off the thought and took a few tentative steps.
[Random mission:
"Escape from the Bullet Eagle!" added.
Reward: 50 experience]
What?
