Chapter 6

The corpses piled up like mountains, and the blood flowed like rivers. There was no better way to describe the current scene, and no better setting for the abyss. Just like the majority of demons, this great battle eventually lost control and descended into chaos. Even demons on the same summoning chain no longer maintained a single camp. Demons, by nature chaotic creatures, inherently despised rules, constraints, or anything similar. Being summoned and then controlled by someone was something no demon enjoyed.

Typically, unless the summoner was overwhelmingly powerful, the summoned demons would automatically break free from magical influence after a period of time, regaining their freedom. This also meant they would lose their faction attributes and start attacking indiscriminately. Such a situation made the scene even more chaotic...

The efficiency of the battle between two evenly matched armies was not high. Only the people on the front lines were truly fighting. Other warriors were surrounded by allies on all sides, making it impossible for them to engage.

However, in such a chaotic battle, the efficiency was naturally much higher. The demons involved were surrounded by enemies on all sides.

The protagonist, Quemo, now faced such a problem. Previously, he had been invincible in the great battle because he chose his opponents wisely. He avoided the strong, rarely chose the mediocre, and mostly picked the weak. But now, with the battle out of control, he was surrounded by enemies on all sides, leaving him no choice.

Thus, he pounded with his fists, hammering away with all his might. Eventually, he turned a Quasit into a dead pig, and the protagonist Quemo proudly boasted, "I'm no worse than Lu Zhishen when it comes to teeth." But then he suddenly realized something was wrong.

He looked around, and the entire battlefield was a mess, with heads rolling everywhere. Various magic missiles, acid arrows, fireballs, ice spheres, force blades, and sonic spears flew about, striking everywhere.

After surveying the battlefield, the protagonist Quemo immediately noticed the danger of his position. On his left, a six-armed snake demon swung its scimitars and long swords with incredible speed. On his right, a succubus's large pincers were covered in blood, having decapitated countless unfortunate souls. In front of him, a judge demon's massive arms and legs could crush him with one hand. Behind him, several berserker demons reeked so badly that it almost rivaled a septic tank.

In this critical situation, the protagonist Quemo made a decisive decision. He immediately cried out, "Ouch!" and collapsed to the ground, lying limp. Then he rolled in a pool of blood, ending up in a pile of dead demons, using two Quasit corpses as a shield. He closed his eyes and lay still.

"You have passively learned the active skill 'Feign Death' (Weak). In this state, you cannot move or attack. Enemies with an intelligence score less than 5 and no special identification abilities will consider you dead. Perhaps some very foolish wizards might try to cast 'Animate Dead' on you (just a joke, don't take it seriously, how can someone with an intelligence score less than 5 be a wizard?).

This skill can be upgraded and its effects can be enhanced as you improve in skills like 'Deception,' 'Disguise,' and 'Performance.'

PS: If your feigning death is discovered, it can easily enrage the enemy, potentially leading to severe consequences."

"Whatever, I'll deal with this first," the protagonist Quemo automatically ignored the last sentence and the surrounding shouts of "Chop your head!" "Grab your chest!" "Hit your balls!" and began to study his character template.

This character template was similar to some game character templates the protagonist Quemo had encountered in his previous life, but it was far more complex.

The complexity did not lie in the difficulty of operation. In this era without keyboards, mice, or game controllers, the protagonist Quemo could simply think to complete actions like choosing a class, leveling up, selecting feats, learning spells, and acquiring skills.

What truly troubled the protagonist Quemo was the sheer amount of content, the chaos, and the complexity of the character template. There were hundreds, if not thousands, of classes to choose from, including the basic classes like warriors, mages, clerics, druids, rogues, paladins, rangers, sorcerers, soul shamans, swashbucklers, bards, barbarians, and monks.

In addition, there were various advanced classes like magic archers, silent blades, weapon masters, storm lords, archmages, dragon lineage sorcerers, and more.

These classes, combined with hundreds of skills, thousands of feats, and thousands of spells and special abilities, could create nearly infinite possibilities.

The reason the character template was so valuable was that it allowed for no multiclass penalties and no prerequisites. Therefore, the protagonist Quemo could choose any class freely.

If the protagonist Quemo were an expert in this field, he could easily turn himself into a powerful bug, capable of slaying gods and demons, conquering the world, and obtaining a divine rank in no time.

Unfortunately, in his previous life, although the protagonist Quemo had played similar games and read similar settings, he had not delved into them deeply. When faced with difficulties, he would look up guides online, and when he couldn't defeat a boss, he would use cheats. He was the kind of player who deserved to be despised.

After his reincarnation, the protagonist Quemo was influenced by the abyss, becoming very energetic. Like all chaotic creatures, he was very impatient.

At first, he was excited to play with his character template. But soon, he fell into confusion:

"Hmm, this class is pretty good, I'll choose this. No, the other one looks stronger—no, this one—damn, with so many classes, which one should I choose—damn, which skill is more important—damn, which feat should I choose—damn, how does this thing work, how does it calculate, how do I play this—this is just bullying the honest people—can we still have fun—"

Thus, the protagonist Quemo went crazy.

Going crazy solved nothing. After his fit, the protagonist Quemo still had to think carefully about what to do.

If he just chose one randomly, he would feel unsatisfied.

If he chose multiple, he would not specialize, and in the future, with so many classes, he would face the same dilemma every time he leveled up. After much consideration, the protagonist Quemo decided to calm down and think carefully.

But even his careful thinking was not entirely normal:

"Warrior? Too common, pass; Mage? It's true that mages are powerful, but their early game is weak. This is a mid-to-late game class. With so many chaotic things in the abyss, one mistake could mean a new life. There's no time for a mage to quietly study spells, so pass."

"Cleric? Paladin? No way—these require faith in a specific deity." As a good young man born under the flag and raised in a new society, the protagonist Quemo refused to associate with those demonic and ghostly beings.

Thus, the basic classes of warrior, mage, and cleric were all passed.

"Rogue? That sneaky stuff doesn't suit the stylish and handsome me, pass."

"Druid? Ranger? Environmentalists and animal protection groups are the worst, pass."

"Swashbuckler? Weak and unfashionable, pass; Bard? Looks like a miserable side character, pass; Soul Shaman and Barbarian? Savages, absolutely pass."

"Monk? I don't want to be bald! Which protagonist ever had a bald head? Never heard of it! Pass, pass, pass!"

"Sorcerer... This is pretty good, no need to learn, automatically mastering spells, just awesome. But I don't want to be seen as someone who relies on talent, luck, and a golden finger. So pass."

Thus, the protagonist Quemo passed almost all the basic classes. There were still some strange ones like psions, lore scholars, military swords, ninjas, and marshals, which he passed without even looking.

Since he had passed all the basic classes, he decided to look at the advanced classes.

As mentioned before, the protagonist Quemo's character template allowed him to choose any class without restrictions. Normally, these advanced classes would require certain levels, prerequisite skills, or other special conditions, but the protagonist Quemo could choose freely.

Among these advanced classes, some were indeed useless and uninteresting, but others were quite good and powerful. Seeing these, the protagonist Quemo became indecisive again.

He thought and thought, and suddenly had an idea of the perfect choice. He quickly used his mental control to scroll through the class options, down, down, down, and down again.

When he reached the last page, he still didn't see the option he wanted.

The protagonist Quemo was not giving up. He flipped through the pages again, and again, and again, but still couldn't find it.

Thus, the protagonist Quemo became angry, grabbed the character template, and threw it to the ground, shouting, "What a scam?! The 'Protagonist' class isn't even there?!"

Well, if it's not there, so be it. After complaining, the protagonist Quemo decided to be practical and choose a class that was not too powerful, not too overpowered, and not too unbalanced.

The first requirement was good survival ability—this was the most important.

The second requirement was to be fashionable—this was the most important under the condition of good survival ability.

The third requirement was to be powerful—this was the most important under the conditions of the first two.

After the protagonist Quemo's strict selection and careful choice, he finally found a class that had good survival ability, was fashionable, and was powerful.

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