Back in his room, Arthur felt a little excited. Much like that moment when he invaded the enemy camp.
The same shudder, the same chill passing through his body... Well, it seems that he needed to pee!
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Out of the bathroom, his emotions were back to normal. (E: What kind of emotional breakthrough do people go while urinating? Someone, please tell me. It may be a culture thing? A pun?)
He had changed. From a simple-minded person, he had become what he was now. A person with blood in his hands does change something in them.
He clenched his fists, his mind was still alert from all the danger that he had yet to face.
The familiar clicks of the gears could be heard in his mind. Calming his mind. It was the only 'real' link to his past.
And to be honest, it did help him out a lot.
[Alert!]
[Item was successfully disintegrated]
[Obtained:
>Genetic Knowledge EXP*1]
[Disintegration EXP +1]
[DO YOU WANT TO EXTRACT? Y|N]
"Yes!"
A book, same as the previous ones, appeared before him.
Reaching out to the book, it turned into lights, shooting straight into his mind, filling it with foreign knowledge available for him to use at any time he wanted.
"It really works!"(E: I'm kinda jealous, tbh)
Arthur's eyes were shining. If he had this in his last life, he could have been whatever he wanted to!
He looked at the rest of the books and continued putting them into the system.
He noticed something interesting.
First, every book was classified as an 'item' rather than equipment. Second, regardless of whether the book was new or old, the System EXP always increased by 1!
What was the difference between items and equipment?
His tiny brain couldn't find all the questions, not to mention guess at the answer. He didn't need to anyway. He just needed to enjoy the benefits.
To him, it didn't make sense to waste time thinking about such questions.
After disintegration, he had acquired 12 Genetic Knowledge booklets.
After all the absorption, Arthur could not tell what level he had reached. At least his system did not mention it.
Anyway, the information packets he absorbed seemed to be overflowing, he felt like a professor who had the answers to all the questions you could throw at him.
"Well, this may be an illusion, like all the protagonists felt whenever they had a power boost"
While thinking, he suddenly remembered that there were some documents scattered in Dr. Erskine's room.
You must remember that while Arthur was a numbskull, his memory (or rather mental strength) had been improved by the War Souls.
He tried remembering it. There seemed to be some theoretical parameters, probably for some organism. Recalling some of the genetic equations, he started writing it down on a piece of paper. He tried figuring it out with all the knowledge he had just gained till he fell face down on his paper.
Such workout was too much for him, so his brain shut him down.
He slept heavily. Cut off from his surroundings. He was tired. It had been hard to find a place that calmed down his nerves, secured behind the walls.
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He didn't remember that there was one more person in the house. So when he woke up, he found a man, standing by the night stand, holding two sheets of papers, reading them carefully.
- Shit -
Arthur was astonished! Not good!
Dr. Erskine!
- What was the old man doing here at such early hours? Shouldn't he be sleeping? -
-And... Isn't that what I was writing yesterday?-
- I'm finished! I just doodled the related stuff on that paper! I haven't even written it properly! What would I do???-
Arthur was secretly peeking at the doctor.
He had initially wanted to portray himself as a genius by 'accidentally' leaving his paper in the doctor's study, to let him find the 'treasure of knowledge' , and discover this handsome genius who had mastered genetics out of boredom!
Now? He might be reprimanded for representing his knowledge in an inappropriate manner. (his cartoonish characters with those bubble speeches mentioning ideas in passing - doodles)
As he was panicking internally, Dr. Erskine finally looked at him.
" I did knock on the door..."
"Ah, it's nothing... Doctor, you get up really early."
Arthur was really hoping that the doctor wouldd forgets his little 'graffiti' ....
"Is this what you wrote?"
Dr. Erskine did not let it go at all, pointing at the papers in his hand.
"That... That was just something that I studied by myself in passing for fun. Haha...."
"Really? By yourself?"
Dr. Erskine sighed: "Colonel Phillips has a rather unfair opinion about you. In his words, you are a problematic child, even psychotic, somewhat cynical after the death of your parents. But it seems that there is more to be uncovered... You are not only brave in the battlefield, but even your thirst for knowledge is endless. And... you are too humble!"
Dr. Erskine came to his side, sat down and continued: "It's rather surprising! I did not think that you were actually interested in this area and achieving this through self-study? In fact, even calling you a genius would be an understatement!!!"
- I'm a genius? -
"Yes, even if a person studies this field for 10 years, he may not be able to learn as much as you did."
Dr. Erskine said with a little excitement: "And you... what did you say again? Just for fun? I never thought I'd meet a child like you!"