Residual Instincts

"Hunting, as the name suggests, is a system for capturing prey in the wild and developing skills based on that capture..."

"Linsey, that's not what I want!"

"Life is about learning knowledge and integrating Essence into the cognitive tower built upon it, thereby gaining all sorts of wondrous abilities..."

"Linsey, that's not what I want!"

"Death and life are similar, both based on learning knowledge, but the essence of their abilities comes from understanding death. According to an elder of mine, the Fifth Stage even requires actively accepting death, reaching the state of ' Return to Death,' and in the Sixth Stage, achieving the power of creation with the realm of ' How Can Life Exist Without Death '!"

"Can you pull something out from behind this?"

"..."

"War is relatively simple. This path focuses on cultivating martial arts skills and follows a pure combat route..."

"Linsey!"

Linsey forced herself to continue, but Red could no longer contain herself.

She pounced on Linsey and forcefully pinned her to the ground, straddling her.

Then she leaned down slightly, grabbed Linsey's collar with both hands, and asked in a forceful and domineering tone:

Which of these four skills do you possess?

"I want to use the same one as you, the one where you can pull something out from behind your butt!"

"..."

This guy wiped his hands, but not his mouth.

Linsey blinked; he could even smell the grease on the other man's lips.

A flawless face was so close, and soft black hair fell onto Linsey's face, tickling her.

"Well--"

Linsey sighed:

"This ability is unique to me."

"I don't mind sharing the fun of the game with you, but it's probably unrealistic to expect you to replicate my skills."

Linsey's answer was not false.

If we try to cultivate new Game Player in this world, we'll probably only end up producing a few hide-and-seek masters, just like Anrui said.

There are no handheld consoles, home consoles, or computers.

The skills that Linsey remembers are almost impossible to replicate.

Red's expression remained one of dissatisfaction:

Why can't I study?

Linsey continued to answer:

"It requires some special tools to assist it."

"I don't have it on hand right now, and I'm afraid I won't be able to get it in the future, so I can only apologize."

"..."

The obsession in her red eyes hadn't faded, but she still got up from Linsey and sat cross-legged in front of the campfire.

"Are you angry?" Linsey asked cautiously as she got up.

The girl shook her head. "I'm not angry..." She felt that her Common Language was not enough to express her feelings at this moment, so she temporarily switched to Beast Language, "I'm not reconciled. What I want is right in front of me, but I can't get it."

Hong pointed to her chest. "It's so tight here, it's very uncomfortable."

Linsey sat cross-legged next to the girl.

He was perhaps adopting the role of a teacher at that moment, and his tone was somewhat melancholy, but he still tried to speak as gently as possible, "Living in this world, it is destined that not everything will go as one wishes."

Red turned her head, her gaze fixed intently on Linsey:

"I want things to go my way!"

Snap! Linsey picked up a piece of wood that had been prepared nearby, snapped it in two, and handed it to the astonished girl:

"If you want to restore it, is there any way to do so now?"

"..."

Red quickly understood what Linsey meant.

She crossed her arms and gazed at the burning campfire in front of her, and the crackling wood in the firelight.

After a long silence, the girl spoke again, "Linsey, let's start with the war."

"Since we are going to hunt down that dangerous Dragon Beast, we should prioritize combat preparations."

Linsey is quite certain of one thing.

Before losing her memory, Hong must have been a very unique person.

Otherwise, the purest remnants of one's personality wouldn't be like this.

Moreover, it's impossible for someone to recklessly challenge Dragon Beast and end up like this today.

"Then let's start with war."

Right in front of the campfire, Linsey whittled some rough weapons out of wood; his woodworking skills were passable.

"These are all weapons I've practiced with. Pick one that you're comfortable with."

Hong first picked up the Wooden Sword, swung it a couple of times, and then put it down; then she picked up the dagger, but she didn't like the feel of the short dagger; then she picked up the wooden gun, and this time she didn't let go of it, and didn't even look at the other weapons.

The girl's tone was very firm. "Linsey, I want to learn this!"

Linsey and Red stood up together.

The two found a dry clearing next to the temporary camp, and the first lesson began at night, surrounded by a campfire.

"The war technique I can teach you is called 'Advantage Strike '."

"The key is to create various favorable trends in battle, and then integrate them with the Essence to solidify this advantage."

"If you want to get started, you should definitely start with the basics."

Linsey demonstrated the basic movements of using a spear to Red.

As a result, the little foundation he gained from militia training was completely surpassed by Hong within half an hour.

The girl thrust out her spear amidst the firelight, her hands moving back and forth across the wooden shaft, her movements gradually becoming more skillful than before.

Linsey noticed something.

Red maintains excellent balance at all times, especially when wielding a weapon to launch an attack; there's even an instinctive tendency to use this technique to amplify the momentum of the attack.

Linsey had a premonition.

The girl's fondness for the spear was not just a gut feeling.

The weapon she used before losing her memory was probably a spear. The habits and instincts remaining in her body are the root cause of this scene.

Half an hour later, Hong sat on the ground, panting, but with a very happy expression. "Linsey, how did I do?"

Linsey clapped her hands in praise:

"Very good."

"You might have practiced before you lost your memory; in any case, this speed is incredibly fast!"

The girl smiled confidently, as if this outcome was only natural:

"So, I'll just practice like this from now on?"

"What about the Essence? How do I obtain it and incorporate it into my skills?"

Ordinary people can only wait patiently for seven years to awaken in the Source Material Tide on the "Harvest Day".

Such a standard answer is not applicable to the girl in front of you.

The other party is an Awakened One, but has currently lost their Essence and skills.

Linsey's understanding of the Source Material Lost One was incomplete, but based on the most basic principles, he felt that Red should have a chance to recover.

"Hold my hand first and feel the Essence."

"Good!"

The girl put down her spear and shook hands with Linsey with an expectant look on her face.

The Essence was transformed within the two individuals.

A faint trace of Linsey's Essence flowed out, while a sharp and piercing aura emanated from Hong.

Under Linsey's surprised gaze.

The girl's confidence still shone through in her fiery eyes:

"Linsey, I have a feeling of familiarity with you!"

"I should be able to manipulate the Essence, that's definitely not a problem!"