Assassin at Range: The Sniper's Lethal Power-Chapter 61 - : The Unprepared Appearance
Tristan allocated his free attribute points evenly between Strength, Constitution, and Spirit, and his stats were updated as follows:
[Attributes]: Strength 50, Constitution 25, Agility 371+45, Spirit 24
There were still some gaps in his attributes, which was undeniable, but he was slowly closing them. Tristan wasn’t in a rush.
With his current allocation method, once his Agility broke 600, the other three attributes would all reach around 200, and the difference wouldn’t be large enough to be irreparable.
According to the rules of ExoGenesis’s descent, as long as the difference between primary and secondary attributes didn’t exceed a ratio of 3:1, it wouldn’t affect the fusion between the character and reality.
From Tristan’s calculations, by the time the fusion started in the first phase, the gap in his attributes would have met the required standards, and there would be no concerns.
Moreover, Tristan had a backup plan.
So far, the first kills he’d achieved were only at the Gold Grade level, but there were still Dark Gold Grade, Epic, and Legendary bosses to tackle. The rewards for first kills of these bosses were so rich that even Tristan couldn’t help but drool over them.
In addition, there were other special events, which would net him several hundred free attribute points. Closing the gaps in his attributes would be no problem at all.
The game also produced various items that increased attributes. For regular players, they were out of reach, but for Tristan, acquiring them would be easy.
The simplest way was to buy them with money.
Thus, Tristan never worried too much about attributes. He had plenty of ways to handle them.
Tristan returned to the Goblin Nest. Although the Goblin Leader had claimed that the treasure was hidden elsewhere, Tristan knew from his understanding of goblins that the leader must have hidden some of it in the lair.
Moreover, considering the previous military crossbow, there was likely a lot of military-grade equipment stored in the nest.
No reason to leave it behind.
Following the path downward and aided by the dim oil lamps on the walls, Tristan soon reached the innermost part of the nest. Several side rooms had been dug out here, each with different purposes. Some were used for food storage, while others were filled with an assortment of weapons and equipment.
By the looks of it, the stash was enough to arm several hundred people!
If you included the equipment on the big goblin leader, the total would reach a thousand sets!
He picked up a piece and checked it:
[Standard Chestplate]: Common grade, Defense +30, Health +100, Equipment Requirement: Level 10
Nearby, there were matching greaves, armguards, gloves, boots, helmets, and even weapons: longswords, short daggers, hand crossbows—truly an arsenal to the teeth.
"Wow, what’s the deal with that secret organization? How did they get so much standard military gear?" Tristan muttered in amazement.
Davi City might be one of the main cities, but it was secretly involved in such large-scale arms smuggling? It seemed the city’s traitors were in high positions.
But, so far, this didn’t have much to do with Tristan.
As he always said, he just needed to level up and wait for quests, without getting too involved in these matters.
In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies were paper tigers.
Plus, Davi City had its own internal affairs, and as an outsider, it was not for him to meddle.
But he couldn’t let this equipment go to waste.
Unfortunately, there was too much of it. Even if Tristan filled his ring to the brim, he couldn’t carry it all. So, he could only pick out the ones that looked good.
Even so, the ring was filled to capacity.
There was a time when Tristan thought that having the Baron’s Ring meant he had enough space, but it turned out he had overestimated himself.
"These items wouldn’t look good in a shop." Tristan pinched his chin and pondered.
These were standard military items, and selling them in a shop would only bring trouble. There was a high probability that the moment he opened his shop, it would be shut down by the authorities.
While players owned the shops, the main city’s officials had the power to shut them down.
Although the shop wouldn’t be confiscated, it would be a huge loss. If he couldn’t run a shop, what was the point?
Tristan wouldn’t make such a basic mistake.
He already had a plan for what to do.
He immediately opened his friends list and was about to send Drake a message, but Drake’s message came first.
[Hey, Big Shot, I got a skill book]
The message included the relevant details.
[Blink (Bronze Grade)]: Active skill, teleport to the target’s location within a maximum distance of 15 meters, costs 30 mana, cooldown of 60 seconds.
Tristan couldn’t help but exclaim, "Wow."
The displacement skill he had been looking for had unexpectedly appeared without warning.
And it was Blink.
This was one of the rare universal displacement skills.
Although it was only Bronze Grade, to Tristan, it was worth as much as a Gold Grade skill!
Unlike the Frenzied Charge of his Bone-Cutting Twin Daggers, which involved a moving trajectory, Blink directly teleported to the target location, without any movement process.
This detail was crucial.
With a moving trajectory, the skill could be predicted, and if he couldn’t stop in time, he would end up running into the enemy’s attack.
The result? He’d kill himself.
But Blink was different—unless the enemy had predicted the landing spot, there was no chance to intercept midway!
The only downside was the short range and long cooldown time.
In Tristan’s eyes, that was no problem. He could always evolve the skill a couple more times.
While he was thinking, Drake sent another message: "Which main city are you in? As soon as we hit level 10, I’ll get the skill book to you."
Drake didn’t mention how much effort he had put into getting this skill book.
There was no need.
What was the point of saying it? Did he want Blackshade to feel indebted?
That would only backfire.
Let’s not forget, earlier, Tristan had pre-ordered two pieces of Silver Grade equipment.
He had agreed to provide two skill books, but they only managed to get one. If he insisted on this, they would look like they were less efficient.
Seeing that Blackshade hadn’t replied, Drake became somewhat anxious: "The agreement was for a ranged skill book, but I took a guess and thought you might need this one. I hope I wasn’t too bold in asking. If you’re not happy with it, I can try to get another one."
Tristan replied, "I’m very satisfied. This skill is far more valuable than two ranged skill books."
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After obtaining Rain of Corruption, Tristan no longer had much obsession with ranged skills.
What he really needed was a displacement skill.
Relying solely on Bone-Cutting Twin Daggers’s Frenzied Charge wasn’t a long-term solution.
Now that Drake had delivered good news, how could Tristan not be pleased?
Since Drake had been so generous, Tristan didn’t hold back and replied: "Which newbie village is the skill book in? I’ll go get it myself. As for the previous agreement, this skill book is enough; no need to find the ranged skill books anymore."
"Of course, if you have any extras, I’ll buy them at market price."
"By the way, I have some level 10 gear here—mostly common grade, average stats. If you need them, you can take them at 20% off."
A string of messages from Tristan left Drake feeling more and more thrilled.
See, this is what it means to be a Big Shot!
Not only was he exempt from one skill book, but he also got offered gear.
The common-grade gear might be useless to him, but the guild had so many members—someone would surely need them.
The game’s drop rate was low, and many players were still wearing their newbie gear.
Then, looking at the screenshot Tristan sent, Drake was speechless.
Was that "a few" pieces of equipment? Almost a hundred items in that backpack!
No wonder he was called a Big Shot—his concept of numbers was on a different level.
