Chapter 601

Black Pine Town, United States.

It was an early June morning. The sunlight was gentle, and the breeze was mild.

Geralt stretched and drew back the curtains.

"Book of Proverbs."

Geralt spoke.

As soon as the words left his mouth,

a hardcover book appeared, hovering silently before him.

It was large-format,

with a brown sheepskin cover embossed in gold.

Ancient and mysterious.

"Show my attributes."

The sheepskin book opened at his voice.

It turned to page [1]: [Name: Geralt Winchester Race: Human Gender: Male Age: 18 Class: Demon Hunter lv1 Attributes: Strength 15, Spirit 16, Agility 16, Constitution 18 Talent: Spirit Sight lv1 Skills: Night Vision, Winchester Combat, Forbidden Spellmark Attribute Points: 0 Skill Points: 0 Status: Healthy] Page [2] held seven large icons: [Goat-Horn Hammer] [Vacuum Cleaner] [Lighter] [Garden Shears] [Frying Pan] [Band-Aid] [Mask]. All seven icons bore a [?] mark, indicating they were unlocked.

With a focused thought, the icons could become real objects.

It sounded amazing, but—the Goat-Horn Hammer was just an ordinary hammer. It didn't even produce a cheap special effect when he hit someone with it.

Egg fried rice cooked in the frying pan didn't glow.

It had no soul.

The lighter, garden shears, and mask were no different.

Only the Band-Aid was a little unusual. It was as big as his palm and had wings.

Geralt suspected this so-called "Band-Aid"

was actually a sanitary pad.

From page [3] onward, every page was blank.

...Geralt had come from another world, arriving here as a baby.

He had to admit he'd been unlucky.

Truly unlucky.

As an infant, his immature body couldn't bear an adult soul. To keep it from overloading and burning out, his brain spent most of its time shut down, making Geralt seem intellectually disabled.

He'd been abandoned outside St. Peter Orphanage and