What I’m Good At

“Ugh… no footprints. Where on earth did he go…”

Anxious, Lulu still hadn’t caught up to Ye Yousheng.

Using the tracking spell she had learned, she had already searched the forest around the village.

But in the end, she found nothing.

He had likely gone deeper into the forest.

“I knew this would happen… guess there’s no helping it.”

Irritated, Lulu pressed down on her hat and opened her dark green grimoire.

Unlike the rest of her kind, Lulu lacked the hobbits’ innate sharp eyesight and keen hearing.

She had no talent for tracking or stealth.

Her height was also unusually tall for a hobbit—nearly 1.4 meters.

Most hobbits could rely on their natural agility to become rangers or thieves.

But not Lulu.

She was the one hobbit abandoned by talent.

Her agility was even worse than a human’s.

Her personality also clashed with her people.

She hated jokes.

She hated noisy feasts.

She hated brightly colored clothes.

She hated eating six meals a day.

And she absolutely hated running barefoot everywhere.

Back in her village, the companions she trained with mocked her endlessly.

They said she wasn’t a hobbit at all.

Whenever she thought back on those days, a dull heaviness filled her chest.

She used to be an idiot.

She knew she had no talent in that direction, yet she kept forcing herself.

Maybe… she just wanted to fit in.

Because she didn’t want to feel alone again.

Later, under the guidance of her savior, she found what she was truly good at.

She chose her own path.

Though she lacked the agility of other hobbits—

She surpassed them all in one aspect.

Magic.

Her overwhelming magic allowed her to freely cast any spell up to the fifth tier.

The elements obeyed her will.

Spells that most hobbits could never master in a lifetime—she learned effortlessly.

Later, she entered the Gray Magic Academy in the royal capital of Kelu’en.

She became a magic instructor there.

Her people, once dismissive, were forced to acknowledge her.

Mockery turned into respect.

She overturned the belief that hobbits were unsuited for magic.

Becoming the first genius to master all elements.

But that was centuries ago.

Now, she was just a village apothecary.

“Why am I suddenly thinking about all that… focus, focus!”

Lulu shook her head, clearing her thoughts.

Closing her eyes, she began to channel the magic recorded in her grimoire.

In truth, no existing magic could track a specific individual.

But Lulu could—

Because of the book she held.

The Book of All Things.

As her concentration deepened, pale white magic flowed from her body.

Like threads, it spread outward in all directions.

She murmured softly—

“Omni Magic—Life Detection.”

Her magic expanded like a net, covering the surrounding forest.

Every living being within range became perceptible to her.

“…Found him!”

“There are other life signals nearby—he’s already encountered monsters?!”

Her eyes snapped open.

Finally, she had located Ye Yousheng.

“Don’t you dare die!”

“I didn’t go through all that trouble saving you just for you to die on your first day!”

Grumbling, she sprinted toward his location.

Her words were harsh.

But her actions betrayed her concern.

In that regard, she was still very much like her kind.

“Oh, found them… or rather, they found me?”

Either way, it didn’t matter.

Finally—he could stretch his body properly.

Ye Yousheng thought casually.

Just as he said—

The creatures before him had already spotted him.

They bared their teeth, hostility evident.

They were monsters commonly seen in games.

Wide faces.

Bulging noses.

Crimson eyes.

Pointed ears.

Sharp fangs.

Flat feet.

With dark green skin, they infested the entire Piaomiao Continent like cockroaches—impossible to eradicate.

These creatures were called—

Goblins.

The first enemies most novice adventurers would face.

Individually weak.

But they always moved in groups.

And they were cunning, deceitful, fond of ambushes.

Many inexperienced adventurers underestimated them—

And paid with their lives.

Ye Yousheng did not underestimate them.

In fact, he never underestimated anyone.

The reason he stood openly before them—

Was because there was no need to hide.

“Right… let’s test this first.”

“I stare~”

Instead of attacking immediately, he fixed his gaze on one goblin.

Carefully observing its body.

Its weapons.

Its physical capabilities.

As someone who had walked battlefields, he was used to assessing enemies.

<A new skill has been generated through specific actions: [Observe]>

[Observe (Active) Lv 1]

[Effect: Obtain information about a target]

Name: Goblin
HP: 100%

“Can’t see level or exact HP yet…”

“Well, probably unlocks with higher skill level.”

“And they don’t look that strong anyway.”

Suddenly—

A chill ran down his spine.

He instinctively sidestepped.

A goblin’s leaping strike missed him by a hair.

<A new skill has been generated through specific actions: [Killing Intent Detection]>

[Killing Intent Detection (Passive) Lv 3]

[Effect: Detect killing intent within a 3-meter radius]

He didn’t miss the opening.

In one fluid motion, he swung the axe—

Splitting the goblin clean in half at the waist.

Green blood sprayed into the air.

A dying screech echoed.

<A new skill has been generated through specific actions: [Godspeed Reaction]>

[Godspeed Reaction (Passive) Lv 6]

[Effect: Reaction speed exceeds human limits—0.016 seconds]

These skills weren’t newly created.

They were abilities he already possessed—

Now simply recorded as skills.

Ye Yousheng removed the metal head of the axe, leaving only a one-meter wooden shaft.

The axe was too heavy.

Too slow.

And the blade dulled easily.

A stick was better.

Holding the wooden staff, he grinned as he walked toward the goblins.

At that moment—

He returned to the man he once was on the battlefield.

A man who only thought about killing—and surviving.

The goblins glanced at each other, seeking reassurance.

But all they saw was fear.

Even with their numbers—

They didn’t believe they could win.

Their fear turned into shame.

Shame turned into anger.

And anger into blind frenzy.

They charged.

“Then… let the game begin.”

Facing the swarm, Ye Yousheng remained calm.

Unhurried.

Loosening his body.

There were two things he excelled at.

One was playing games.

The other—

Killing.