The catalog itself was not especially well made, but judging from the revision date marked on the cover, it seemed to be updated often.
When he opened the cover, there was none of the preface common in his previous life. It simply and cleanly listed rows of text representing the categories of combat skills.
<Combat Skill Catalog (Adventurers Association River Valley Town Branch)>
1. Warrior...(1-13)
2. Ranger...(13-21)
3. Barbarian...(22-32)
4. Artificer...(32-40)
12. Miscellaneous...(132-197)
"Good grief, the table of contents alone is nearly two hundred pages?"
Feeling the thickness of the book between his fingers, Xia Nan could not help clicking his tongue inwardly, sighing to himself at the Adventurers Association's deep foundation.
As expected of a supermassive organization whose sphere of influence covered the entire continent. The foundation displayed by this single Combat Skill Catalog alone probably already surpassed the combined total of countless seemingly powerful small and medium-sized factions, didn't it?
And one had to know that the combat skills in this catalog were all genuine things that could truly be trained, completely different from the trash sold by the basket outside, where even among several hundred books one might not necessarily find a single usable one.
They were precious paths upward that countless low-level adventurers dreamed of, yet could not obtain even after spending half their lives' effort.
In the past, he had gone through endless twists and turns, inquired after countless pieces of information, and searched through who knew how many channels before finally, with a bit of luck, barely piecing together the combat skills necessary to become a Professional.
Now, they were laid bare before him just like this.
It left an indescribable feeling in Xia Nan's heart.
Judging from the note on the cover, the Association seemed to still be collecting new combat