Chapter 212 – Memory (2/2)

Bam! Fatty quickly restored his health to full then cast Reckless Blow. With this, the Plenilune Beast finally died.

Thud! The beast’s body heavily fell to the ground and dropped a pile of items. Fatty looted them without checking their info. Then, he quickly pocketed Wheat and the Unicorn, before disappearing on the spot using Stealth.

Rumble… One Plenilune Beast after another charged over, but the place was already empty of everything else aside for the corpse of their kin.

Whoosh. A golden halo descended. Submerged in the golden light, Fatty felt the fatigue accumulated in the last few days ease up a little.

After rolling around the Island of Light for three or four days, he had nearly massacred all the Plenilune Beasts in this place and got to level 40. Finally, Fatty was qualified for the 4th class enhancement.

“Ahh, the gap…” Fatty opened up the rankings. While the system rankings didn’t reflect much on the real power of the players, it was useful enough to check for the falling and rising of levels. At the top, Fatty saw Purple Bell at level 41.

That’s a personal grinding realm for ya. Recalling the damaged Elemental Mystery Realm, then comparing it to the girl’s Yin Yang Phantasm Realm, Fatty couldn’t suppress the rage that seethed in his heart. Motherf*cker! The Demon Realm is a bully!

However, when he was reminded of the Elemental Mystery Realm, Fatty thought about something and took out the Elemental Skill Book. Also, he pulled out a piece of trashy equipment and placed it on top of the book.

A golden light shone, and the trashy equipment was dissolved in the blink of an eye, leaving a pile of dust in its original spot. With a light breeze, the dust drifted away.

“It works!” It suddenly dawned on Fatty that he had been following an error of judgment all this time. Fixing the Elemental Mystery Realm required every elemental material, not just the inner core.

As fast as possible, Fatty poured out all the trashy equipment from his inventory and fed them to the book. All kinds of colorful lights radiated. After less than ten minutes, all the equipment turned into dust that dispersed in the wind.

Whew… When the last equipment was dissolved, the Elemental Skill Book suddenly emitted a brilliant five-colored light and floated up in the air.

Flaf… The skill book that had been allowing Fatty to open the first page only, surprisingly, now fluttered open a second page. In this new page, there was only one skill recorded.

“Memory, novice mastery, can record low-rank elemental spells, success rate: 0.1%. Via this skill, the user can record in the Elemental Skill Book elemental spells that they have seen. When a spell is recorded, it can be used up to three times without charging any mana. After three times, the spell will disappear and have to be recorded once again if the user wants to use it. The more powerful a spell is the more mana required to record it. Cooldown: 300 seconds,” Fatty read out every word of this skill's description, then fell silent. After a while, his face revealed an expression of ecstasy. Wild with joy, he re-equipped the Elemental Book. “No wonder the Elementalist is considered one of the top experts of the Dynasty. With this skill book, it’s hard NOT to become an expert.”

Memory, it didn’t simply represent the ability to record magic. The crux was that it could record all the magic that Fatty saw. To put in another way, even if it was a spell cast by a Legendary-Tier Boss, Fatty would have a chance to use it if he got to see it being cast.

“Come, let’s give it a shot.”

Disregarding everything else, Fatty ordered Wheat to cast Howling Bullet.

Bam! A Howling Bullet zoomed out and struck a wild animal nearby. The animal was blown to crushed meat.

“Memory!” The instant Wheat cast the skill, Fatty pointed a finger at the Elemental Skill Book. A glassy water screen appeared above the book and vaguely displayed the image of the flying Howling Bullet.

Boom! The water screen suddenly burst into sparkling spots and faded away.

“Failed?” Fatty creased his brows, but he wasn’t discouraged. With the 0.1% success rate, it’d be surreal if he really succeeded at first try.

Fatty returned to fighting monsters and kept an eye on the skill bar while at it. Once the cooldown of Memory passed, he had Wheat cast Howling Bullet again.

Boom! The water screen burst. Another failure.

Five minutes later.

“Again.”

Boom! The water screen burst again.

“Again.”

……

“Again.”

……

The 0.1% rate was naturally extremely hard to activate. After wasting several hours and Wheat had spat out over a hundred Howling Bullets, the water screen speedily shrank and finally recorded the skill.

“Hahaha, finally!” Fatty laughed heartily as he cradled the Elemental Skill Book.

Quickly equipping the book, he located a Howling Bullet skill on his skill bar.

“Howling Bullet!” Fatty jabbed his finger, and a yellow bullet streaked out. The bullet hit a normal bunny and turned it into gore.

“Hahahaha, again!” Fatty pointed at another distance. Another bullet zoomed, screaming, into the layers of clouds.

“Where are ya running?” Fatty shouted at a deer, and a Howling Bullet was fired at the pitiful creature.

“Hahahahaha, fire… F*ck! It’s run out!”

That’s why a person should never be too arrogant, ahh. The skill that took hours to recorded was wasted by Fatty in a mere blink.

“Roaaaaaah!” All of a sudden, from the direction that the second bullet had disappeared to, a massive, hazy figure flashed amidst the clouds.