Mark Castel/Lv 6
Strength-22
Agility-25
Vitality-24
Spirit-33
Stat points-4
Skills-
Zone Lv 10
Twin Wings Style Lv 1
Battojustu Lv 8
Killing Intent Lv 5
Mark hadn't realized however his stats had undergone a transformation having his skills level up.The trait magnified simply with no other competition for belief in games.
Half an hour past before Mark had finally come to.He hadn't expected to level up nor even get a stat boost.His stomach growled forcing him to run and buy a steak.
Mark didn't believe he was a great cook however it was honestly quite hard to mess up a ribeye steak. He salted and peppered both sides before waiting a hour.Why well young reader because he didn't ask questions and followed the instructions.Now heat up that pan.
Mark's was cast iron and he once killed a man using it due too it's suitability as a weapon.Rapunzel was clearly on too something carrying on around.
He used vegetable oil given it doesn't smoke easily and it is generally flavorless. He used just enough to coat the pan before drying his steak and placing it on there as soon as he saw a hint of smoke.
He tilted the pan occasionally to coat the steak more getting a nice crust. He checked the bottom before flipping. He checked the bottom making sure it was just before done and then started the butter basting process.
He moved the steak to the top of the pan before tilting tossing in butter, shallots, garlic, rosemary, thyme.
He kept the heat under the steak making sure not to burn the butter and then drizzling the butter using a spoon over that slab of demonic goodness.
He grabbed his cooking thermometer checking the temp and then lowered the heat.
He continued basting before taking the meat off.
He held in his anticipation waiting ten minutes for it to rest before eating.
Mark could almost hear his cooking Lv go up.
Surprisingly tomorrow he would find his panel had included cooking Lv 3 with a subcategory 5 Star Steak.
The juiciness of the meat and flavor nearly caused him to moan. He however was better than that and pushed onwards thoroughly conquering and ravaging each bit of flavor.
He couldn't help but grab a soda and chug it down. He felt like a king,a rich fat king but sadly his queen wouldn't make his day better by polishing his royal sword.
He sighed given she was quite shy and barely started kissing him but progress is progress.
He oddly felt quite determined and left for the gym grabbing his wooden sword.
He groaned doing a 2 sets of a hundred bench presses using 115 kg before squatting 185 using the same two sets of a hundred.He moved on to weighted lunges and then bicep curls before ultimately stopping on dynamic and static dragon poles.
Tomorrow he decided he will work on his back. He saw a familiar hair color before walking up to her.
Mary Kim, the empress of two seconds was a monster born for judo.Her strength unreasonable, her technique infallible with even Vin Jin stopping in his tracks to avoid her.However suddenly at 16 she gave up the path of unrivaled strength and lost 40 Kg.
Mark called out to her not sneaking up behind clearly wary.However he was still grabbed regardless and pulled into a hug.
Indeed he is a sinful man.Mark calmed his inflated ego before asking what the problem was.
Mary looked at him for a moment before letting go and turning around.
Mary sighed-Nothing, fool
Mark was unsure as to what was going on with her but didn't think much of it.He left with stranger following him.