As an NPC, having a lot of skills is quite reasonable, right?

The night was as dark as ink. After dealing with a bunch of trivial matters, Moen returned to his newly renovated bedroom and found a letter prominently displayed on the bed.

There was no sealing wax on the envelope. When Moen opened it, the handwriting was delicate and neat, giving it a refined feel.

To Mr. Mohn:

I sincerely apologize to the assassin named Victor Thorne.

He was a defector from the Secret Society and was employed by the Grey Iron Baron family six months ago.

The family has no apparent connection, but I discovered that it has some secret ties with the Warren family.

Unfortunately, just a few days ago, the Grey Iron Baron family was attacked by bandits on their way to the suburbs, and all thirty-one members of the family perished.

Although the clues end here, I believe you can understand the meaning behind it.

—Your loyal friend

Moen threw the letter into the fireplace and watched it burn to ashes.

"Murder to silence witnesses, leaving no one to testify; this water is indeed incredibly deep."

Moen is now certain that there must be someone behind Arya's experience with the beast tide, and François definitely knows something about it.

However, he is not strong enough to challenge the Discipline Bishop right now, so it's safer for him to just play it safe and develop his strength.

He opened the system panel and glanced at the countdown.

[Closed Beta Countdown: 02 days, 15 hours, and 10 minutes]

There are about two more days.

At that time, hundreds of thousands of players will arrive with an initial capital of 1 silver coin.

That's tens of thousands of gold coins on the go! Rather than scheming against that old coin in the church, making money off these adorable little韭菜 (a metaphor for easily exploited people) is the real priority.

Downstairs, in the basement, came occasional dull tremors; it was Elwin modifying her magical bomb.

This former scholar from the Star Pattern Academy didn't mention a word about Moen's strange skills. She was just a bit stubborn but not stupid. She knew what she could ask and what she shouldn't.

Beside her, Green was brewing the [Basic Berserk Potion] that Moen had taught him. Although Moen hadn't mentioned when it would be used, he felt that this batch of potions would soon come in handy, and he had to help his benefactor solve his problem.

"Knock, knock." Two very soft knocks interrupted Moen's thoughts upstairs.

Moen opened the door and paused for a moment.

Standing outside the door was Lily, who was holding a down pillow and wearing loose cotton pajamas.

Her long, silvery-white hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her heterochromatic eyes, one black and one blue, blinked as she looked at Moen.

Since waking up from the attack, Lily has been rather silent, and her already somewhat cold personality seems to have become even colder.

"Brother Moen," the little girl said in a clear voice.

"Can I sleep with you tonight? I have something I want to tell you."

Moen's lips twitched.

Do girls with this kind of icy personality lack common sense about the differences between men and women?

Arya was like that, and now Lily is too.

Does having a straightforward personality mean I have to be treated like a Japanese person?

"Come in." Moen turned to the side helplessly.

There was no way around it; her father, Green, practically worshipped Lily now, and Alvin was even less of a bookworm.

We still need Master Moen to step in and solve our problems.

After closing the door, Moen consciously took out spare bedding from the closet and made a makeshift bed on the carpet next to the bed.

"You sleep in the bed, I'll sleep here. If you need anything, just say it, then go to sleep."

Lily obediently climbed onto the huge soft bed, wrapped herself in the blanket, and only showed her big eyes staring at Moen on the ground.

All was quiet, with only the sound of the wind outside the window and the clear moonlight shining on the bed.

After a long while, just when Moen thought she had fallen asleep, a muffled voice came from under the covers: "Brother Moen... how can I become as strong as you?"

Moen rolled over and looked at the ceiling.

"I heard from Sister Erwin that you killed all those bad guys all by yourself."

"I'm so useless. You guys went to so much trouble to help me awaken my physique, but when facing those people, I can only wait for you to fight for them."

Moen fell silent.

He originally wanted to say something comforting, such as "You're still young," "You've already done a great job," or "Look at that Elwin from the Starweave Academy, all she did was cast Rain. Compared to you, she's the real slacker."

But looking into Lily's stubborn eyes in the moonlight, Moen swallowed his words.

That look in his eyes was one of fear of losing something and a desire to become stronger; it was a look of determination to protect what he cherished.

"I want to become stronger..." A bold idea suddenly popped into Moen's mind.

You can act as both a player and an NPC, fulfilling the functions of both.

So, can I teach my skills to NPCs? Since it's all knowledge I already have, it's essentially no different from Elwin teaching Lily basic magic, right?

[Intention detected; function module search in progress]

[Function Unlocked: Fate Track Imprint]

[Destiny Track Imprint: You are a pioneer and a preacher. You can imprint your skills into the destiny trajectory of others.]

Moen glanced at the description and felt that this was a feature for the NPC side, and that it had quite a few limitations.

First, the person receiving the instruction must not only have a certain level of trust in Moen, but also have a skill compatibility of more than 60%.

For example, teaching a frost-based skill like "Frost Armor" to someone with only fire-attribute talents might only have a 10% compatibility rate, and forcibly teaching it could lead to problems such as physical elemental imbalances in the recipient.

Moreover, each inscription consumes a large amount of Moen's mental energy.

There is a 3-day cooldown for each mortal skill taught, and a 7-day cooldown for skills fused using Life Stones.

Finally, the target's physical condition must be able to withstand the recoil from the skill.

For example, if you teach a level 1 civilian the fusion skill, the civilian will explode and die instantly.

"but……"

Moen looked at Lily, who possessed the [Frost Embrace] physique with full affinity for ice-type skills, meaning that Lily could accept almost all of Moen's ice-type skills.

Moen has two skills related to ice: [Frosty Wind Shadow] and [Bloodstained Frost Robe].

However, these two skills are clearly not suitable for Lily's build. Lily should be given some mage turret skills or control skills instead.

Furthermore, when teaching skills, one must consider the possibility of being discovered by the church. However, it seems that Lily is usually by his side, and he is probably the most conspicuous one.

Most importantly, it makes sense logically.

In this world, everyone's understanding of magic is different, which will lead to different effects of the skills used. For example, with the same spell [Fireball], some people understand the continuous burning after the explosion, while others understand the instantaneous damage from high temperature. This will give rise to skills that are different from [Fireball].

So, there's an advantage to teaching NPCs: you can use skill comprehension as an excuse. The church is naturally eager to recruit such geniuses, and will not only not make things difficult for them but will also treat them well.

All I need to do is tell Lily not to say, "It was Brother Moen who taught me," and everything will make sense!

"Cough cough."

Moen sat up from his cot, cleared his throat, and struck a pose of profound and unfathomable master.

"Lily." His voice was exceptionally clear in the dead of night.

Do you want power?

Lily was surprised that Moen was still awake, and she suddenly poked her head out from under the covers.

"Yes!" She nodded vigorously without the slightest hesitation.

A smile played on Moen's lips as he extended his hand, making an inviting gesture in the air:

"Then get a good night's sleep."

"I'll teach you first thing tomorrow morning."

Forgotten your savior? Here's a picture: My savior, you little lizard, you're so amazing! —Moen