William Ford was not planning to complete his first task just yet, but there were some things he couldn’t take with him, and letting them disappear felt like a waste. Suddenly, he remembered the new, rather useless skill he’d learned yesterday: Cutting Technique. So he simply took out the short sword at his side and began to practice.

He hadn’t realized how useless this skill was until he tried it—out of more than a dozen items, not a single one was successfully processed. Instead, two items were completely destroyed! And once an item had been cut, regardless of the result, it couldn’t be cut again.

Now, only a single loaf of rye bread (inferior), which restored 30 stamina points, remained in front of him. Holding the short sword, William Ford was determined to make the most of this last chance. He measured the bread with his sword, and a strange feeling suddenly welled up inside him, as if he were in the real world, holding a heavy-backed cleaver, facing a mountain of pork ribs.

His mind was still returning to the present, but his hand didn’t hesitate—it slashed down!

In that instant, the strange sensation surfaced again. Whenever it appeared, William Ford could overcome his genetic shortcomings in the real world and achieve self-transcendence! Only now, he was in another mysterious world, using a technique unique to this place!

The rye bread lying quietly in the box was suddenly and evenly sliced into three pieces in a flash!

William Ford was still immersed in that wonderful feeling, and it took him a while to come back to his senses. He reached into the box to pick up a piece, but suddenly a large hand reached in from the side and grabbed a piece in one swoop—who else could it be but Marcy?

This rough man pulled off his mask and stuffed the bread into his mouth, chewing a few times before grumbling, “Not bad. Your cutting technique is pretty impressive.”

William Ford was a bit dumbfounded, but fortunately there was still a piece of bread left at the bottom of the box. He picked it up, and information immediately appeared: “Rye Pastry (Normal), Category: Food, Portable, Effect: Restores fifteen stamina points over 80 seconds.”

“This—” He was instantly shocked. The rye bread, which originally restored only 30 stamina points in total, had been processed by the Cutting Technique and split into three pieces, each capable of restoring fifteen stamina points. That meant the total recovery had increased to forty-five points—a 1.5 times boost! And now it was portable, which meant that if he was at a disadvantage in battle, eating a piece could provide gradual recovery!

Looking at his Cutting Technique skill again, he noticed the name had changed: “True Cutting Technique: A mutated skill formed by merging one’s own mental power with the Cutting Technique. This skill is unique to the Round Table Knights’ world. Using True Cutting Technique consumes 1 point of mental power. True Cutting Technique level 1 effect: Can process and divide acquired loot, with a 3% chance to create a high-level unknown treasure, a 60% chance to increase the value of the loot, and a 6% chance for the loot to mutate. There is a 21% chance that the processed item will disappear completely. Note: When processing equipment, the chance of complete disappearance is doubled. The cutting range is limited to white, blue equipment, food, and some valuable items. This mutated skill can only be advanced through accumulated proficiency and cannot be improved with potential points.”

(Additional note: Equipment in this world is divided into white, blue, gold, dark gold, and purple. There are also green sets. Each color of equipment is further divided into inferior, medium, and superior. The attributes of superior white equipment are close to those of inferior blue equipment. The 60% chance for True Cutting Technique to increase loot value means it can upgrade inferior equipment to medium, and if the equipment is already superior, it can be further advanced.)

Earlier, when William Ford slashed down, the True Cutting Technique was successfully activated, processing the rye bread (inferior) into rye pastry (normal). Not only was the quality improved, but its property changed from non-portable to portable. This was the manifestation of the Cutting Technique’s mutation ability!

At this moment, Marcy rudely squeezed over, grabbed William Ford with his big hand, and said impatiently, “Hey, let’s go.”

William Ford was still savoring the wonderful feeling from that slash and frowned as he shook off the hand. “Wait.”

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain on his face, the world spun, and a salty, metallic taste surged from under his tongue. His cheek burned with pain, and when William Ford regained his senses, that terrifying, bloodstained giant hammer was already pointed mercilessly at him. Marcy stood before him like a hulking killing machine, his eyes bloodshot as he said, “Go.”

From his eyes, William Ford saw a serious and intense murderous intent. The killing urge that Marcy had suppressed for years had finally erupted, pushing his mind to a state of paranoid frenzy! William Ford silently climbed to his feet. Instead of feeling discouraged by the heavy blow, he seemed to have caught onto something in his chaotic thoughts, just missing a key clue to connect it all.

Their next destination was the nearby village that had also been attacked. By now, the horse they had ridden earlier dared not approach the blood-soaked, beast-like Marcy; even from more than ten feet away, it pawed the ground and neighed uneasily.