Perverted Skill

After just a few steps, Mo Li spotted a strange plant.

He scurried over on his short little legs, walked up, and without a second thought, yanked it out of the ground.

"Gamer, what's this plant called?"

Mo Li stared at the odd plant for a long time but couldn't figure it out. He gave up on thinking for himself, scratched his little head, and asked the Gamer.

"Host, I'm just a skill, not an encyclopedia. If you want to know what this plant is, there's only one way," the Gamer replied.

"What way?"

Hearing there was a method, Mo Li's eyes lit up, and he asked impatiently. It wasn't that he was overly eager for no reason—his top priority right now was finding any clue to confirm his guess. If this really was the world he suspected, then he could prepare in advance. After all, being overprepared never hurt.

"I can only analyze substances inside your body," the Gamer said, with a pointed tone.

"Only analyze what's inside my body... Oh, come on. You don't mean you want me to eat this unknown plant, do you? What if it's poisonous?"

Mo Li thought it over for a moment before realizing the problem. Seriously, is this guy trying to screw me over?

"Gamer, we don't have any grudge, do we? What, are you that eager to off me and find a new host? Tell me, how many hosts have you already killed off?"

Mo Li's words dripped with resentment.

"Host, we have no grudge, and I would never harm you. You are a lifeform born from the condensation of Geo element. Though you appear to be a dragon, you're essentially a form of Geo element incarnate. You're practically immune to all poisons. This herb won't cost you your life, so please rest assured. And remember, you are my first host, and also my last. If you die, I will vanish too. Please don't let your imagination run wild."

The Gamer answered in its mechanical, feminine voice.

"Oh, I see. Sorry about that."

Mo Li rubbed his head with an awkward smile. Having just arrived in this other world, he was admittedly a bit on edge. But then again, this life of his was already a second chance. Instead of overthinking everything, he might as well live in the moment and take things one step at a time.

With that, Mo Li opened his mouth wide and swallowed the plant in one gulp.

"Hmm... not very tasty. Weird flavor." Mo Li savored the taste of the strange plant he'd just eaten, and his body couldn't help but shudder.

"Alright, Gamer, I've eaten it. Hurry up and analyze what that plant was. It wasn't good at all."

Inside Mo Li's body, the plant was slowly broken down, turning bit by bit into magicules that washed through his entire being. His body gave off a faint glow.

"Confirmation complete. This plant is called Hippocrates Herb. It only grows in areas with high magicule density and is an extremely valuable medicinal ingredient. It can be used to concoct healing potions, beauty products, and many other things," the Gamer analyzed.

Hearing the Gamer's answer, Mo Li's eyes lit up. Hippocrates Grass—so it really is that world.

That's right. His earlier guess had been correct. This world was the one from an anime he'd watched in his past life: That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime, a show from Japan that had been hugely popular back then. As a veteran otaku, how could he not have heard of the Cute King's fame?

But this world wasn't easy to get by in. The early stages were manageable—a Demon Lord Seed could already rule the roost—but later on, and not even that late, the power levels started skyrocketing by the mid-to-late game. Especially the final boss, who even all the Demon Lords and the four True Dragons together couldn't beat. If the Cute King hadn't had the Protagonist Halo and pulled off a last-minute power-up, the main party would have been wiped out.

And every character in that show had a working brain—none of them were stupid. Well, except for a few, but the author won't name names. I'm sure you readers already know who they are.

"Forget it, no point dwelling. With the old man's skills, there's no way I'll lose. The Rock King's reliability isn't just for show."

Mo Li psyched himself up.

"Right now, the priority is to get familiar with the environment and develop myself. In this world, having no strength just won't cut it."

Without wasting any more time, Mo Li picked up a piece of Magic Ore and shoved it into his mouth.

With a few tries under his belt, Mo Li was now much more practiced at absorbing magicules. A massive amount of magical energy was drawn out from the ore, and the Magic Ore inside his body slowly decomposed and disappeared.

Feeling his magic power grow, a faint smile curled at the corner of Mo Li's mouth. "Good, keep it up. One day, I'll become a man like the Rock King."

Mo Li pressed forward.

One piece of Magic Ore and rare herb after another went into his stomach. Everywhere Mo Li passed was stripped bare—he almost ate the ground itself.

During these days, Mo Li didn't just eat ores and herbs; he also studied his skills.

Character: Mo Li Race: Elemental Dragon Race (not True Dragon) Rank: A- Unique Skill: Gamer Innate Skills: Martial Refiner, Contractor, Rationalist Skills: Geo Element Control, Immortal Arts Control, Mastery of All Weapons, Weapon Master, Heavenly Star, Earthly Core Passive Skills: Pain Nullification, Paralysis Resistance, Heat Resistance, Cold Resistance, Mental Resistance, Poison Resistance

The skill "Gamer" was Mo Li's favorite, bar none.

It was basically the most comprehensive skill—a low-budget version of a system.

"Appraisal, analysis, copying, devouring, perception, and even leveling up from killing enemies—it's got everything. When I found out, I almost ascended from joy. And that's not even the most broken part."

There was also the ability to plunder everything from an enemy after killing them. When Mo Li learned about that, he couldn't help but call it insane.

And the "Martial Refiner" skill was also quite impressive—one could say that with this skill, Mo Li no longer had to fear close-quarters combat.

The Martial Refiner had three abilities:

Martial Space: Could form a space and generate corresponding opponents for sparring, thereby increasing one's combat experience.

Even if one died within Martial Space, it wouldn't cause actual harm—only mental fatigue for a period of time.

Martial Eye: Could analyze an opponent's attack flaws during close combat and promptly formulate a countermeasure.

Berserk Martial Arts: Could enter a berserk state for a short time, boosting strength, speed, defense, magic power, and all other aspects by 300%, lasting 20 minutes.

As for the Contractor skill, it made Mo Li wonder if he was the reincarnation of that old man.

Equal Contract: Could sign a contract with another party, granting equal rights; anyone who defied it would suffer the Rock Eater's Punishment.

Life and Death Contract: After signing with another party, one's strength would be synchronized to them—even if an ant signed it with a True Dragon, the effect would be the same.

Omni Contract: Could sign with anything—living beings, objects, or even organizations.

As for the Rationalist skill, it was simple.

It allowed the host to be immune to any mental harm, such as lust, anger, arrogance, and so on.

It also kept the host in a state of absolute rationality at all times—an essential skill for giving leadership speeches.

Now, his overall self-assessment was:

He was only slightly better than a useless weakling.