I can Use Filthy Game Skills In The Real World

With a triumphant grin, I glanced back at Arks, certain that my feat would impress him.

However, his expression remained impassive. Without a word, he lifted his own axe and swung it at a log nearly twice as thick as the one I had split. The result was the same—clean, effortless precision.

"No matter how strong you think you are," he said calmly, setting the axe down, "you lack the experience. You haven’t faced a single monster yet, let alone fought for your life. I can’t risk taking someone so green outside the safety of the village."

His tone left no room for argument. Even if I managed to demonstrate more feats of strength, his answer would not change.

Like it was a line everytime I tried to convince him.

Frustrated, I left Arks and returned to my quarters. My mind churned with thoughts, searching for a way to bypass the restriction and get outside the village.

’There has to be a way,’ I thought bitterly.

For most players, this phase of the game would be an opportunity to relax and indulge in the various women scattered throughout the village while waiting for the tutorial to end. But I wasn’t most players.

The unusually high starting stats I had this time felt like a wasted opportunity if all I did was idle around.

If only I could prove my capabilities/Skills or bypass the NPCs’ approval altogether. Yet, as the system kept reminding me, the rules of the tutorial were ironclad.

Fine, I decided. If I can’t leave yet, I’ll make the most of my time here.

The thought of gathering elixirs and optimizing my stats made up my mood and my determinat at least for now. Even if I couldn’t hunt monsters yet, I could prepare for the challenges ahead.

Driven by the desire to grow stronger, my body burned with restless anticipation. I wasn’t content with simply mingling with the village heroines, whose appeal paled in comparison to the true women and MILF’s waiting out there in the world beyond this village.

In this ero, fantasy world, there were many ways for a warrior to grow stronger. The most common method was slaying monsters.

Just as experience points work in other games, defeating monsters here allowed the gods to purify their corruption and reward the victor by granting random stat boosts.

I had lucked into starting in a demonic realm where monsters were plentiful—an ideal environment to grow stronger quickly.

But, as I’d already discovered, venturing beyond the boundary during the tutorial phase wasn’t an option.

There were, of course, other methods: exploring dungeons to acquire rare items, training under a master to inherit their skills, or obtaining the legacy of legendary warriors who had left behind their strength items and equipment and as such more.

However, all of these options were beyond my reach at the moment. For these things one usually needs a luck skill.

There is that one fortuitous encounter near the demonic realm’s border... I thought, recalling a rare opportunity for power. But it was out of my league until I became significantly stronger.

Wrestling with my thoughts, I walked through the village, pondering ways to exploit loopholes in the system. It was during this aimless stroll that I spotted Emily, struggling to carry an oversized basket brimming with laundry.

"Hey, Emily!" I called out.

"Oh! Hi there," she responded, startled but smiling.

Noticing how much she was struggling with the heavy load, I stepped forward and offered to help. Taking the basket from her hands, I accompanied her to the nearby stream where she intended to do the washing.

"Thanks for helping. I’ve been so busy with the festival preparations that I fell behind on the laundry," she admitted with a sheepish smile. Her boobs bouncing and jiggling with her movement, physics is such a great thing.

Thank you, Gravity!

"We’re all part of the same village; helping each other out is only natural," I replied casually. My eyes on her boobs and body.

As she knelt by the stream to wet the clothes, I found my eyes drawn to her. Emily’s attire, like most villagers’, wasn’t made of high-quality material.

Without the resources to craft undergarments, the women in this village didn’t wear bras.

This meant that as Emily leaned forward, her ample chest pressed against her knees, creating a sight that was... distracting, to say the least.

"I’ll walk around nearby while you finish up. Call me when you’re done," I said, tearing my gaze away and stepping back.

"You don’t have to go that far to help me..."

"I’ve got nothing else to do today, so it’s fine. Take your time," I assured her.

"Thank you... really," she said, her voice soft with gratitude.

’Maybe I’ll go the pure romance route with her,’ I thought to myself, a new idea and roleplay forming in my mind.

While I could always use force to overpower her and employ the game’s Engraving Skill to alter her preferences, something about that approach felt tiresome.

Recently, I’d grown weary of taking the harsh, dominant route. Instead, I was tempted by the idea of gradually winning Emily over with genuine affection before plunging her into the depths of pleasure.

"Alright then, let me know when you’re done," I said, waving as I headed toward the nearby hills.

Once I was alone, my thoughts shifted back to the problem at hand: how to lure monsters to the village despite the tutorial restrictions.

"System, can you tell me what’s the nearest monster to the village?" I asked, voicing the question that had been bothering me.

[Notice! The nearest monster to the village is an orc .]

"Oh?"

An idea began to take shape in my mind. The orcs in this game were typical of its adult-themed design: entirely male.

Their sole method of reproduction was kidnapping females of other species and using them to breed.

Because of this, orcs were extremely sensitive to the scent of females. This behavior even triggered certain rescue events where players saved heroines from being taken by orcs.

If I could use their sensitivity to lure them toward the village, I might just find a way to bypass the restrictions and fight monsters before the tutorial phase ends.

I just need a woman to bait them to the boundary. Or to be more accurate only Woman’s Scent or their smell or whatever the orc can smell from the woman.

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