Infinite Disasters: I Hoarded My Way to Godhood novel Chapter 81

Chapter 81: Chapter 81: Injured, Odor Disappearing Spray

Having learned [Scorching Hand], Seraphina Sullivan curiously tried to activate it.

She focused her mind, feeling a faint current of heat flow from within her body toward her hands.

However, perhaps because she was still clumsy with her first use, her hands only grew slightly warm.

It felt like she had just been holding a cup of warm water, a far cry from the skill description’s promise of "smelting common metals" and "emitting high temperatures."

’Looks like I’ll need a lot more practice and familiarity to achieve the effect described on the Skill Card,’ she thought.

Seraphina Sullivan wasn’t discouraged. In fact, she was even more intrigued by an Ability that required development.

Next, she took out the [Bounce] Skill Card.

Although this Skill’s description wasn’t as versatile as [Scorching Hand]’s, Seraphina Sullivan keenly saw another use for it.

Escape!

’Jumping over ten meters high... it’s practically a god-tier skill for getting out of dangerous areas and crossing obstacles!’

Seraphina Sullivan knew that in a perilous, apocalyptic survival instance like this, immense offensive power was important.

But staying alive was the top priority.

And being able to escape effectively was, in itself, an extremely powerful survival Ability.

Without the slightest hesitation, she immediately learned the [Bounce] Skill as well.

Every little bit helped. Any Ability that could increase her chances of survival was worth mastering.

After dealing with her own rewards, Seraphina Sullivan looked over at Sean Chandler, who stood silently by like a loyal guard.

This guy might be a King of Fortune with enviously good luck, but he had undeniably put in the most effort, contributing both through his achievements and his hard work.

"Ahem. Don’t say I’m a tyrant. Here’s another one for you, to boost your Power."

Seraphina Sullivan pulled a vibrant green [Power Apple] from her Space and handed it over.

She hoped Sean Chandler would become tougher and hit harder, making him a better protector for her.

Sean Chandler remained expressionless as he took the apple. With a few crunches, he swallowed it down, and his Strength Attribute once again received a small boost.

Seraphina Sullivan: "I know you’re under my Control, but you don’t have to be silent all the time. At least make a sound!"

Sean Chandler: "Squeak!"

Seraphina Sullivan: "..."

Just then, Ash, who had been in a daze, swayed.

The clarity gradually returned to his eyes.

He blinked blankly. His whole body felt like it had been run over by a truck, especially his arms, which were so sore and weak he could barely lift them.

"Ugh... I’m... I’m so tired..."

Ash rubbed his throbbing temples, his voice hoarse.

"I feel completely drained... Sullivan, did we do a lot of work today? Why do I feel... like I’ve been beaten up?"

Seraphina Sullivan: "..."

She looked at Ash’s exhausted state, as if he’d been working nonstop for three days and three nights.

A rare, tiny sliver of guilt pricked at her.

During the first day’s high-intensity "assembly line" operation, Ash had been in charge of the "processing" stage. As their tool for the job, he had been pushed to his absolute limit by her and Sean Chandler, barely getting a moment’s rest.

"Yeah, it was a lot," Seraphina Sullivan mumbled, quickly changing the subject. "We had a good haul today. Get some rest. Tomorrow... uh, tomorrow will probably be even more tiring."

Ash didn’t know what to say. But since staying with Seraphina Sullivan guaranteed his safety, he had no complaints.

This was his own choice, after all.

She didn’t make a big commotion, simply finding a hollow sheltered from the wind. She used a few rocks to build a simple stove, then activated her newly acquired [Scorching Hand] Skill. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

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