The Rise Of The Strongest Tyrant 9 The Room

The stairs creaked with each step Liya took, and the lower she descended, the darker it got. But it never went completely dark as the light shone through the broken door behind her.

Walking down more than a hundred stairs, a door appeared in front of her. 'Is this door the same as the last door?' She raised and extended her right arm, putting her hand on the door's handle and pushed in. But unlike the last time, the door just opened and a large room with eight bookshelves full of books on the left side and the right side of the room, and a table at the top wall opened up to her. But because the room got all its lighting from the broken door behind her, the table was hidden in the darkness.

'I can barely see anything… There are a lot of bookshelves in this room, I might be able to find what I am looking for. But why was the staircase that led into this room locked?' Liya thought as she moved her head, looking around the room.

Taking the first step into the room, countless blue orbs suddenly appeared out of nowhere and started glowing, illuminating the entire room. 'Well, that's convenient. But what are these blue things? Magic lamps? That old man didn't look like a sorcerer and neither was his son. That leaves the old man's wife – Liana.' She looked around the room once more and noticed the table that she didn't see before.

'Let's start from that table.' Walking up to the table, Liya saw three books covered with dust and enveloped in golden glows. She raised and extended her right arm towards the book in the middle, touching it with her hand and a loot window opened.

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'A second cla.s.s? That's good in more ways than one. One, since attribute points are gained per cla.s.s level ups, I would get more points into my attributes. Two, I can cover the weaknesses of tyrant cla.s.s with my second one.' Liya tapped on the item, looting it. She touched the book on the left and a loot window opened.

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'I want to get kicked out of this game as soon as possible, but in reality, I have no f*cking clue how I will manage to do that or how long will it take me to do that. But, if I become an immortal, I will have as much time as I need, but what about my body in the real world. If I manage to get out of this game a thousand years in the future, won't I be dead in the real world? If I don't become an immortal and die of old age, won't I be dead in the real world? If I die in the real world, won't I die here as well?... No, in that letter it said to enjoy life in the [Ultimate World Online], and if I can become an immortal in this game, then that basically means that time in the real world and time in this game flow differently. But just how differently.' Liya tapped on the item, looting it. She touched the book on the right and a loot window opened.

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'Alright, just what I needed.' Liya tapped on the book looting it from the loot window.

Turning around, Liya moved her head to the left and to the right, looking at the bookshelves, 'I wonder what these other books are.' She started going from one bookshelf to the next, looting all the books that were even a little useful.

Liya raised and extended her right arm and swiped down and from the menu, she opened the inventory and she looked down at the long list of books she looted. In her inventory, there were three books she looted from the table: Secrets Of Second Origin, Immortal Beings and Maps. There were profession books that she looted from the bookshelves that taught: herbalism, mining, skinning, tailoring, sculpting, enchanting, armorsmithing, weaponsmithing, alchemy, leatherworking, scavenging, first aid, cooking, fis.h.i.+ng from the beginner level to the master level. There were eight books that taught base cla.s.ses: Sorcerer, Priest, Archer, a.s.sa.s.sin, Paladin, Knight, Fighter, Berserker. And there were three books that taught three unique cla.s.ses: Necromancer, Blood Mage and Summoner.

First tapping on the – Secrets Of The Second Origin and learning it, a notification message flashed.

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Looking over the eight base cla.s.ses and three unique cla.s.ses, Liya thought, 'I am a tyrant that swings two two-handed weapons, I won't pick a cla.s.s that has to stand in place and cast spells. I also won't choose a base cla.s.s when I can choose a unique cla.s.s on the grounds that unique cla.s.ses get more attribute points per level. Necromancer, Blood Mage and Summoner are all caster cla.s.ses. I will just choose the one that gives the most attribute points.'

Tapping on the first unique cla.s.s book that belonged to the necromancer cla.s.s, and a window opened in front of the inventory window.

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Tapping, >, the window closed and Liya tapped on the second unique cla.s.s book that belonged to the blood mage cla.s.s, and a window opened in front of the inventory window.

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Tapping, >, the window closed and Liya tapped on the third and final unique cla.s.s book that belonged to the summoner cla.s.s, and a window opened in front of the inventory window.

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Liya tapped, >