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Just under an hour later, the captain put down his spyglass away from the island they had just left and reeled off some more directions to his crew.
The crew got to work, retying the sails and adjusting for a new westerly wind.
“You think that kid’s going to be alright,” said one sailor.
The captain sighed. He had been feeling guilty about it since they’d left the island.
“The kid had pluck, I’ll give him that,” said the captain. “But I’ve never heard of anyone surviving on Ogre Island on their own for more than three nights, let alone two weeks. We’ll just have to wait and see.”
He turned back and looked at the foreboding island once more, before returning his attention back to their next destination.
77
Max walked off the beach and headed into the jungle.
His eyes darted in every direction, keeping eyes out for ogres, but so far he hadn’t seen any.
A few birds chirped nearby and it was enough to make his shoulders jump.
Relax Max, he said to himself. You’re going to be living on this island for the next two weeks.
The first thing he had to take care of was making a shelter and base of operations. While the beach was nice, if there was a high-tide or big wave, it could come and flood his base, so he ultimately chose the best of both worlds by being in sight of the beach but slightly deeper into the island.
He retrieved the supplies from his pouch that Casey and him had purchased originally for the mid-term exam and used them to help set up a temporary place of lodging for the next two weeks.
He tied the tarpaulin to a set of trees to create a roof and shelter from the rain. He then chopped down some wood to create a fire later.
He didn’t want to make a fire straightaway as he wasn’t sure where the titular ogres of Ogre Island were and he didn’t want to call attention to himself.
He materialized one of the many protein bars he’d had leftover from the midterms and chowed down on it as he reviewed his profile.
Name: Max Rainhart
Rank: E
Trait (Unique): Mimic. Unleash the last move you were hit with at double the power.
You may choose to retain one ability you’re hit with, adding it to your arsenal of attacks at double the power.
Ability Slot: Shadow Blink (Rare)
Strength: 13
Agility: 13
Endurance: 11
Mana Affinity: 11
Passive Skills:
Kokoro (Warrior Spirit)
Max looked the stats over with an air of disappointment. It was funny how these exact stats had seemed so triumphant a while back, but felt not good enough now.
He hadn’t gained any stats from his adventure into the outer-rim. Why would he have? He hadn’t fought anything and the mana density wasn’t any more intense than it had been before.