Chapter 2 - Class and Talent
KhariuKhül was trembling with excitement when a genderless voice echoed in his ears:
[Congratulations. You have successfully connected with the System.]
He grinned and said, "Status."
A translucent blue screen appeared before him:
**[Name: KhariuKhül
Race: Human
Rank: Recruit Soldier
Class: Weapon Master
(Special Effect: You can use any kind of weapon via class power. Weakness: Weapons must be held with your own hands.)
Talent: Weapon Summoning
(Every time you level up, you can summon a sealed legendary weapon with 100% synchronization.)
HP: 2500 (Average human: 1000)
Strength: 17 (Average: 10)
Speed: 20 (Average: 10)
Spirit: 14 (Average: 11)
Agility: 25 (Average: 12)
Defense: 16 (Average: 9)
Skills:
Weapon Shock: (After use, weapon attacks gain +10% armor penetration for 5 seconds.)
Weapon Soul: (Allows master-level use of the equipped weapon. +50% attack speed.)
Points: 1000]**
Mongolia's power system is currently structured as follows:
Recruit Soldier → Normal Soldier → Elite Soldier → People's Hero → Elite People's Hero
(Each stage has 6 sub-levels.)
KhariuKhül frowned when he saw his class: "Weapon Master" doesn't grant stat bonuses upon leveling up and is considered a limited-growth class. The special effect lets you stack weapon effects—but only if you hold them by hand, meaning you can only use two weapons at once.
But then he looked at his Talent—and his expression changed.
In Mongolia, ancient myths speak of legendary weapons with incredible power and effects.
Weapon Grades:
Common
Durable
Elite
Military
Heroic
Legendary
Mythical
"Talent summoning legendary weapons… This could be big," he thought.
System points can be used in the System Shop to purchase items.
While his current stats were impressive, his class felt limited. "What kind of unlucky draw is this?" he sighed, lying down on his bed.
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The next morning, he brushed his teeth and came downstairs. His mother, Ts. Nyamdari, was preparing breakfast. She smiled and said,
"My son, come eat."
KhariuKhül sat and finished eating in 13 minutes. But a strange tension filled the air between him and his mother.
He looked at her and asked,
"Where were you last night?"
His mother replied,
"I visited the army. I spoke to your brother. He says he'll be coming home soon."
KhariuKhül was surprised she didn't ask about his class.
Without saying more, he told her he was going out—and left the house