Death of an Arrogant Prick; I Reincarnated as a Skeleton?

Chapter 10: Weapon Master

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{You have crafted a low-tier weapon: Wooden Spear!}

{Low-tier weapon, Wooden Spear has been imbued with a passive skill: Sharpness!}

>Sharpness: The tip of this wooden spear is sharp, able to pierce through the hide of most monsters in the first level of the Dungeon of Azarick<

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{Congratulations! For crafting a low-tier weapon, you have unlocked a utility class!}

{You have unlocked the class: Weapon Master or Weapon Craftsman!}

{Unique Effects: While crafting weapons using materials from low-tier resources, your success rate is very high!}

{For unlocking a utility class, you have received 1 free attribute point!}

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‘Huh?’ Clinton was completely baffled by what he just saw.

‘I crafted a weapon? Low-tier Spear?’

‘I even imbued it with a passive skill?’

‘And I unlocked a utility class?’ If Clinton had hair at this moment, he would be scratching it in bewilderment. ‘What the hell even is a utility class?’

Thinking of this, he remembered his miserable undead system status again, precisely the tab that was named tab where he was supposedly classless. ‘Is this utility class related to that?’

Despite having absolutely no idea about what just happened at this moment, Clinton was still overjoyed as he read the unique effects of his utility class again.

‘I love this utility class thing!’ He thought.

And then, he paid attention to the last notification of the miserable undead system. ‘A free attribute point?’ He scratched his skull. ‘What the heck is that?’

Clinton had so many questions without answers at this moment.

All he wanted was to get powerful and once he thought of the idea of crafting a weapon, he executed it, gathering a few good fallen branches of the decaying trees that were still strong.

Once he gathered enough, he started working on them, using his hands to grind them against each other. His intentions were to use the friction to sharpen their edge and make them sharp.

He never expected his efforts to be recognized by the system.

Heck, the miserable undead system won’t recognize anything he did since it was cursed, so he definitely earned this himself, right?

Clinton loved the thought of that better.

He no longer hesitated though. To have an idea about what just happened, he decided to check his miserable undead system status again and that was exactly what he did.

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{Welcome to the Miserable Undead System!}

{Host: Donald Clinton}

{Special System Abilities: Corrupted- Locked}

>You only have access to the basic identification abilities of the cursed Miserable Undead System<

{Host Status:}

Race: Mid-tier Skeleton

Level: 3

Class: Classless

{Utility Class: Weapon Craftsman}

Attributes:

STR- 0.5

VIT- 1.4

SPE- 0.5

MIN- 0.6

{You have 1 free attribute points!}

Health Points (HP): 3/3

{Skills: Bone Assembling}

{Passive Skill: Calma; Vampire}

{Special Skills: None}

{Magic Skills: None}

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{Weapons: Wooden Spear}

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{Remark: A befitting form for a miserable womanizer and arrogant prick! You will die the final death soon enough!}

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“I’m still classless, huh?” Clinton muttered as he stared at his status that was now reflected in his vision.

“Perhaps, if this truly follows game mechanics, it’ll only register as a true class when I unlock a combat class, right?” He rubbed his skeleton chin in thought.

The sight of a new tab for weapons and seeing his wooden spear there made him elated as he picked up the wooden spear and gently caressed it.

And then, he paid attention to something else, the free attribute points.

‘What does those things mean?’

‘They have attribute in their name, so they should be related to attributes right?’

Clinton was too distracted to think more into that though because at this moment something else had his attention, the need to create more weapons.

“Let’s get strong!” He clenched his bony fist and pumped it into the air.

And then, he started working right behind the shade of one of the more bigger decaying trees. He worked for dozens of minutes.

Of course, occasionally, due to approaching monsters, he had no choice but to use bone assembling again to disassemble his skeleton body and burrow under the roots of the tree to stay hidden.

That way, he was able to avoid unnecessary clashes against the monsters.

And exactly 50 minutes later of this work, Clinton finally stopped as he felt exhausted. He looked down with a proud look on his face.

On the ground before him were 3 more wooden spears just like the first one, including 2 wooden daggers.

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{You have crafted a low-tier weapon: Wooden Spear!}

{Low-tier weapon, Wooden Spear has been imbued with a passive skill: Sharpness!}

>Sharpness: The tip of this wooden spear is sharp, able to pierce through the hide of most monsters in the first level of the Dungeon of Azarick<

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{You have crafted a low-tier weapon: Wooden Spear!}

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{You have crafted a low-tier weapon: Wooden Spear!}

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{You have crafted a low-tier weapon: Wooden Dagger!}

{Low-tier weapon, Wooden Dagger has been imbued with a passive skill: Sharpness!}

>Sharpness: The tip of this wooden dagger is sharp, able to pierce through the hide of most monsters in the first level of the Dungeon of Azarick<

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{You have crafted a low-tier weapon: Wooden Dagger!}

{Low-tier weapon, Wooden Dagger has been imbued with a passive skill: Dexterity!}

>Dexterity: This wooden dagger is deft on the fingers, easier to handle and able to stab fast and slash with incredible deftness<

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The series of notifications enabled Clinton to learn something new.

Not every weapon that he crafted would be automatically imbued with a passive skill. The probability relied on the effort and the overall quality of the weapon at the end, it relied completely on him.

The first 2 Wooden Spears got imbued with passive skills because of their quality but the more he crafted, the more exhausted he became which unfortunately affected the quality of the last 2 Wooden Spears.

Since the Wooden Daggers were smaller, their quality was not affected since he took lesser time to work on them.

Clinton sighed in satisfaction. ‘Ah! The joy of getting things done, how much I missed this feeling’.

At this moment, due to his exhaustion, he wanted nothing more than to disassemble his bony body again, go under the roots of the decaying tree and have another nice nap.

‘When I wake up, I’ll craft more weapons’.

‘Afterall, the more the better’.

‘This time, preferably a bow and some arrows’.

‘It will be harder than before but I believe I can do it’.

At this moment, Clinton appreciated his mom for sending him to his grandmom’s place against his will in his previous life. Without the knowledge that he gained from his holiday in the woods, he would be stuck right now.

After disassembling his body, as his skull laid under the roots of the decaying tree, looking through the gaps outside at the decaying forest, thoughts went through Clinton’s mind.

And out of idleness, he accessed his miserable undead system status again. ‘These free attribute points, they can’t be that useless right?’

‘Since they have attribute in them, what if they’re meant to be used on my attributes in the first place?’

He looked at his attributes and their values, then at the free attribute points, then he thought. ‘How do I even do it?’

‘Should I just think of it?’

‘Uh, never mind,’ he sighed. ‘Let’s try this’.

He felt cringed out at this moment but since there was no one to see him, he didn’t exactly care. “System, assign 0.5 attribute points to my strength attribute”.

To Clinton’s shock, the system actually responded!

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{0.5 free attribute points have been assigned to the strength attribute!}

{You have 0.5 free attribute points remaining!}

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Clinton’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets. ‘What the f*ck?!’