Chapter 33: Huge boost in stats, Analyser?

Ray stretched his body to relax, feeling satisfied as his lust drive calmed down.

"Did you do the work?" Ray asked lightly while looking at the tired girl with dark circles walking up the stairs.

"Yes." Vanessa, who had just entered, spoke with a smile, her eyes filled with tiredness.

"My energy is all drained now."

She leaned against Ray's body as if seeking comfort, and Ray happily allowed her to.

"So, you've given it to all the girls?"

"Yes, yes." Vanessa said with a pleasant expression.

The task Ray had given Vanessa was to convert some metals and wood into green pills, which would keep them healthy for now.

"Good," Ray spoke hoarsely.

Then he took out a red pill from his pocket.

"Is this the pill that was left from when I killed the undead?" Vanessa's expression slightly changed.

"Yeah."

Ray silently nodded, his black pupil glued to the red pill.

"What do you think it is?"

"I don't know." Vanessa shook her head.

"Don't you have that feeling like when you first saw the green pill?" Ray asked curiously.

"Yes." She nodded while diverting her gaze from the red pill. "It gives me a disgusting feeling as if I want to stay far away from it."

"Hmm?"

Ray raised his brows. He was quite tempted to eat the pill before, but since Vanessa said such a thing and it was created by an undead, he almost threw up on the spot.

"Are you alright, Ray?"

"It's fine." Ray lightly spoke as he kept it in his pocket. Who knows, it might be useful in the future after he did some research on it.

"Hmm?" He looked through the balcony, there were already countless undead gathered here already.

Then he glanced at the red panel again.

Ray's gaze dropped to the ground, and he was astonished to see an intricate display of the floor's composition.

It wasn't just a vague blur; it was as if every layer of cement, every particle of material, and every detail of height and width had been laid bare in a complex and precise diagram.

The floor seemed to be mapped out in vivid detail, as if his vision had transformed into an advanced analytical tool.

It felt as though nothing could escape his newly heightened senses.

Every tiny detail was magnified and presented to him with astonishing clarity, and the flood of information was almost too much to process.

Ray's head spun completely overwhelmed. The sensation was disorienting, like the world was spinning around him in a dizzying whirl, and he struggled to maintain his balance, nearly collapsing to the ground.

"Ray, are you alright?" Vanessa worriedly shouted while helping him up.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Ray managed to nod, his voice strained.

"Can I stop this?"

The moment he thought of this, as if by magic, his vision returned to normal.

At this point, Ray was soaked in cold sweat, his breathing ragged as he looked around.

"I'm fine."

Ray replied simply as he sat down on the ground, trying to calm himself.

Vanessa looked at Ray worriedly; after all, he was the support she needed to survive, and almost all the girls depended on him.

She didn't dare imagine the consequences if he wasn't there, especially knowing a woman's heart.

After about 10 minutes, Ray slowly calmed down.

"That skill is somewhat unusable," he muttered.

He still couldn't believe that a C-class skill, which should be weaker than the Necromancer skill, could make him so vulnerable.

If a normal person awakened this skill, they would probably die from the brain overload.

You have to understand that Ray's status had already become inhumane, but even he couldn't handle it. For others, he was sure that no human could endure it.

"How should I even use this skill, then?" Ray frowned.

No matter if the skill is powerful or not, what is the point if you can't use it?

Some great person once said that the universe is beautiful because we can perceive it; if nobody could observe it, then it would become meaningless.