Chapter 5 - 5. Rediscovering My Skills (1/2)
”Oops... I'm terribly sorry. It must be my empty stomach complimenting on the first food when it had entered after being empty and in bed for so long.” I explained apologetically as both of them had put on their face masks.
The smell was extremely overpowering and that wad one that I could compliment on right now. Not overpowering on one's strength or formidability but in the smell of my fart. Hah hah hah...OP FART! How that's for a change?!
”It's alright, we understand. We presume that you are feeling much better now that you had gained your voice and your appetite.” Prius was eyeing the empty bowl of gruel that was replaced there every day, hoping that I would wake up one day and have the strength to feed myself.
Patricia was going about the room as she sprayed Glade air freshener to rid of the horrible stench of a dead rat that had somehow fumigated the room from my butt hole. Hah hah hah. It took a while before the air freshener was able to suppress the foul smell and in turn replaces it with a light floral scent.
Both of them removed their protective 3M N95 face masks and sighed a relief since the foul, overpowering stench had left the room. ”That's one hell of a fart, my young friend. It could be bottled and sold to the with Doctor here in this settlement to be made into a kind of stink bomb to be used against the foes.” Prius joked as he stood there with his hands on his sides.
Patricia handed me several pieces of clothing to choose from and I chose one that had a tag on it still. It says 'Basic Medieval Tunic-Model BMT9718' with a price tag of $31.99. It was a light brown long sleeve tunic that reached down just below the knees and had dark brown trimmings for the neck, end of the sleeves and end of the tunic as well. A brown sash was provided and accentuates well with the plain round neck design of the tunic.
A black pair of cotton tweed pants from BritishIndia was provided along with a soft pair of leather Timberland moccasins. Some boxers shorts were provided too based on my wear on the first few series of the past novel.
Patricia handed me a pair of black and grey short trousers that was just above the knee, several woollen black, red and green beret and a simple black archer's hood. There was also an assorted of short and long sleeve swordsman tunic with a lace up front in light brown, dark brown, blue and black.
I thanked her and looked at the spread of new clothing that are still in their plastic wraps and discovered that there is a tag that was marked as peasant's wear, battle gear and I could mix and match with the main apparel that I had chosen.
Well, what can I say... These clothes had been provided for me for the duration of this series and these are much better than the one I wore during Robin's adventure. Hah hah hah.
”Get changed and Prius would be meeting you in the great hall. Sit for a while more, steady your blood from rushing away from your head the moment you stand up.”
”There's a sweetened cranberry juice for you to steady your hypoglycaemia. I'd be in the kitchen preparing lunch now. Be seeing you in a bit.”
Patricia said as both she and her brother moved out of the room and shutting the door after them. I took the only thing that was in the sack, which is my identification tag and place it in the side table and flung the sack underneath the bed. No other contents were in the sack and wondered that the 50 credits were either deposited in my interface automatically.
”Now, what would I do with all these clothes spread out before me. Hmm, since I've got an interface, might as well I try something out.” I muttered to myself as I opened up the interface on my mind and saw my stats once more and on the right I saw an image of myself clad in the loose cotton pants like a paper doll.
”Well, if that's the case, dressing up would not be too bad though. Let me store these clothes over first.” and as the clothes were swiped over physically with my hands, it disappeared before me and entered the interface and into a storage slot that had 12 slots underneath it. It was marked as 'Costumes'
”Not bad... Not bad at all...” I said as I saw numerous slots that were greyed out and I picked the light brown tunic and placed it into the slot for the outerwear and it automatically showed the image of me wearing it.
The same process was repeated with the boxers, pants, shoes, simple black archer's hood and my identification tag. All fitted nicely into its designated slot and had a few more slots mean for rings on both hands as well.
There is a tab where it shows 'Battle Gear' and I find that it was empty and I tried to move some clothes into it but was returned back into the 'Costumes' tab instead. So this tab here is meant for me to equip armours and weapons, plus all the glittery accessories that were unfortunately unable to stack.
There were a number of slots on the right side that was meant for 3 types of weapons, a shield, a mount as well as 12 different parts of body armour. On the left side of the image of me had accessories slot for a single amulet, 2 earrings, 2 bracelets and 2 rings.
The attributes and the stats were on the left indicating my offence, defence and life which at the moment was paltry of the lowest digits that is not worth mentioning. It looks more complicated with all sorts of information that only would cause further confusion in the future so I decided not to touch on that matter, yet.
I switched the interface off and I saw that using the so-called 'paper doll' to dress up and change my outlook seems rather nifty. ”Hah... So much so for the upgrade of this system. It looks more complicated than before. I wonder if the Realm of Mind is still the same.” I sat on the bed cross-legged and started to meditate and soon I entered my Realm of Mind.
*Ding* Congratulations on discovering the Realm of Mind.