The acquisition of a Superhuman Profession brought about an extraordinary leap.
In this moment, Ian truly felt that he had become stronger. It wasn't just a psychological feeling, his four-dimensional attributes had genuinely improved at the same time.
Name: Ian Kent
Common Profession: Student LV7 (35/640)
Superhuman Profession: Berserker LV1 (0/10)
World Recognition: Ordinary NPC
Strength: 3.5
Constitution: 3.0
Intelligence: 2.3
Spirit: 2.7
Talent Skill: Reverse Blood Furnace
Profession Skills: None
Profession Skill Points: 1
General Skills: Learning (Elite)
General Skill Points: 7
The four-dimensional attributes on the personal panel received a very decent boost, especially Strength and Constitution, which directly reached about three times the level of an average person.
Strength primarily affected muscle explosiveness, while Constitution related to damage resistance and recovery speed. The combination of the two influenced reaction speed, and Spirit represented willpower and perception ability.
These were the experiences Ian had summarized after acquiring the System. He had no choice; his System was quite rudimentary, lacking the sweet, gooey intelligent dialogue function others might have.
"My abs look really good." Ian stood in front of the mirror and took off his shirt. Previously, his body fat wasn't particularly low, but now he had a physique that wasn't exaggerated but had clearly defined muscle lines.
Perhaps the fat was directly converted into muscle? It was hard to say, all the changes seemed to happen so quickly that they were over before Ian could properly feel them.
Cheating, after all.
For how many years and how many transmigrators, it has always been this way.
"I feel like I could knock down one Jonathan with one punch, and one and a half Jordans." Ian squeezed his fists hard, the flexing of his muscles showcasing the artistic beauty of the human body.
This kind of "solitary appreciation" was indeed a bit vain.
However, Ian was genuinely happy. He didn't even care much about the unchanged identity in the [World Recognition] field. The acquisition of a Superhuman Profession showed him a path to self-salvation.
Perhaps his current strength and abilities were still only small fry in this incredibly dangerous world, but this was only the beginning. His future held a wider potential.
"Come on, develop discreetly, no risks!"
Ian's self-encouragement was quite self-aware. After calming his surging emotions slightly, he then looked at the Talent Skill he had received after acquiring the [Berserker] profession.
Reverse Blood Furnace: Damage sustained will accumulate experience points for you. Every time effective damage is received, a corresponding experience point boost will be gained based on the severity of the injury.
All negative statuses and physical injuries will allow you to accumulate Rage. When Rage Value is full, your Strength, Constitution, and pain resistance will be greatly enhanced.
When you simultaneously sustain 5 negative statuses, or are near death, you can activate the [Maimed Body] status: All attributes +30%, but Sanity and Intelligence attributes will continuously decline.
It must be said.
The power brought by the Superhuman Profession was truly incredible, especially this core professional ability, which was so comprehensive it would be difficult for either the rich or the poor to mutate into.
"Getting stronger by getting hurt?"
Ian even felt that this talent ability could be renamed and used as a cheat itself. He finally felt that his System was pulling its weight.
"And the Skill Tree."
Ian opened the newly appeared option.
The next moment.
A large, branching tree-like image appeared in his mind. Each shimmering "fruit" on it represented a skill he could learn using Profession Skill Points. Almost immediately upon opening the skill tree, Ian was attracted by the skill learnable at the very top, LV100.
Eternal Fury: If you are sustaining 25 negative statuses upon death, consume all statuses to resurrect and restore all strength, gaining the doubled attributes effect of [Rebirth in Blood].
Although it came with a cooldown of a full day, this could definitely be called a divine resurrection skill! With this skill, Ian felt he might not have to worry so much about being sacrificed and carted away!
He could even allow himself to be used as a sacrifice for his family once every day!
"What a pity! Wanting to reach LV100... how easy is that!" Ian sighed, pulling back his reluctant gaze. Currently, he could only learn three skills.
After all, his profession level was only one.
Maimed Body Resonance: When the body is incomplete (missing limbs, blindness, internal organ loss), the remaining organs will operate under overload, compensating for the lost functions and gaining additional Strength and Constitution bonuses.
Self-Healing Surge: Restores one percent of maximum health per second and can cure all injuries, including fatal ones, but you cannot move or attack during treatment and recovery.
Toxic Gland Stomach: Your stomach will be modified, allowing consumed food to be converted into venom for storage. It will be applied to your attacks when you need it.
All three skills were decent.
But in Ian's view, there was only one he could choose. Both [Maimed Body Resonance] and [Toxic Gland Stomach] sounded a bit gruesome.
And they didn't quite align with Ian's way of doing things.
"Learn skill Self-Healing Surge!"
Ian decisively selected and learned the skill.
He had played games a little bit in this life, and based on his limited understanding and research, when playing a game, if skills have percentage effects, you should definitely choose the ones with percentage effects.
Take the skill [Self-Healing Surge]: it sounded like it had many restrictions, but being able to become a healthy man again in one hundred seconds was absolutely the best skill to pair with [Reverse Blood Furnace] for leveling up.
Regarding his future plans.
Ian had his own ideas.
"I don't like looking for abuse outside. If I abuse myself fiercely enough, no one outside will be able to abuse me!" Ian's intelligence was always crooked.
And so.
He immediately pulled out a small knife from his drawer.
Swish swish swish
Like cutting paper.
Ian quite carelessly made a large cut on his arm.
Health lost, EXP +1
Ian waited a while.
He had already collected a large cup of his own blood before he finally got the System's feedback. Well, acquiring experience was harder than he had expected, but it was still acceptable.
"Heal yourself! My body!"
Ian activated the skill. The next moment, he felt as if he had turned into a statue, completely unable to move even an inch. His body injuries were also recovering at a visible rate. Ian could feel that if someone interrupted this stunned state, the recovery effect would stop.
Furthermore.
With the activation of the self-healing ability, his body began to feel hungry, clearly indicating a skill consumption. The restrictions were numerous, and perhaps for a warmonger, this would just be a mediocre skill.
However.
"Every little slip-up is a new round of getting stronger for me!"
After one experiment.
Ian immediately arranged seven or eight "accidental" cuts for his arm without saying a word. Following the principle of not wasting anything, he drank the blood he had shed.
Glug Glug Glug
It had a slight metallic taste, but it didn't matter. As long as it was nutritious and healthy—hadn't he heard the recommendations from those weight-loss bloggers? Low-calorie, high-protein stuff could be directly chugged.
Health lost, EXP +1
This time, the System's feedback speed was much faster.
Ian, whose face was slightly pale, was overjoyed. However, while he was immersed in the happiness of leveling up and getting stronger, he didn't notice that outside his bedroom window, a man wearing a red-and-blue cape suit was hidden in the darkness, gazing with complex emotions at what was happening inside the window.
"Oh, poor Ian."
Clark's expression was incredibly distressed.
He hadn't expected that he had only just gone out to save a chemical plant explosion, and before he even landed to change clothes, he discovered his youngest son self-harming in his room.
Since Clark controls his super vision around his family, he hadn't noticed the changes in Ian's body. He only saw the scene of Ian cutting his arm with a knife.
"It seems that the medicine... I really need to make him take it."
Clark's mood was heavy. He instantly changed his clothes and slowly landed in the empty backyard. He began to think about how he could naturally knock on the door and talk to Ian.
Truth be told, if the former Clark had only slightly doubted the psychologist's diagnosis, he now genuinely believed that his youngest son was one hundred percent sick.
And seriously so.