Martial Online.-Chapter 451 Danger Sense

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?A small leaf fell from the tree and gently landed on Ambrose's palm.

Ambrose gazed at the leaf, marveling at its intricate patterns and vibrant colors. It reminded him of the beauty and fragility of nature.

At that moment, Moriarty put down several items on the ground in front of them.

"These're everything we found."

Moriarty said with a thoughtful frown. It wasn't a good haul, even though they searched about ten buildings.

There were two cans of food, a water bottle, and a tattered blanket.

"I expected more."

Moriarty said with a thought and began wondering whether they really were unlucky enough to land in one of the worst areas on the island.

They were surrounded by a scary-looking forest and barely found any items. This amount of food wasn't nearly enough, and the water bottle was also empty of water. (f)reewe(b)novel

"This means we can't stay in here."

Ambrose said and looked over to the sky to see that it was still bright blue. They had enough time to find another place before nightfall.

He had a hunch that they shouldn't be outside when the night fell.

"Yeah…"

Moriarty agreed and gazed over to the jungle.

He didn't understand what it was, but he had a sinking feeling that the jungle was the most dangerous part of the whole island.

"Let's pack it up and leave."

Ambrose took one of the food cans and the tattered blanket, then tossed them into his inventory.

After Moriarty also finished packing up, they crossed the alleyway and entered the jungle.

Instantly, they noticed how thick the foliage was, and the ground was covered in a soft moss that made each step silent and cushioned.

"You take the lead."

Ambrose told Moriarty because they had already made their game plan way before the second round started. They both knew each other's roles.

Moriarty nodded without complaint, as that was already what he planned, and walked ahead with ordinary walking speed.

Ambrose followed behind and gazed around at the nearby trees as they ventured deeper into the jungle. He then snapped one of the branches and shrugged his shoulders.

It was a made-up weapon and very crude-looking, which would be pretty ineffective as its tip wasn't even that sharp, but it was better than nothing.

Moriarty eyed the surroundings and soon found a fallen branch on the ground. It was quite long and sturdy, but it was covered in moss and still slightly wet from the rain.

He grabbed it, spun it around as if it were a spear, and nodded in satisfaction. It's weight was good, and the length was perfect for a made-up spear, but it had no sharpness.

It was still fine.

After recalling the images, Ambrose came to the conclusion that there might be a lot of wilderness and forests. Therefore, they already planned to use whatever they could find as weapons.

"Hmm…"

Moriarty came to a stop, looking around at the abundant trees and foliage.

"Is something wrong?"

Ambrose asked as his grip on the wooden, made-up sword tightened.

"Maybe."

Moriarty said and pointed straight ahead with the wooden, made-up spear.

"Going straight ahead would lead us to mild danger."

He then steered the wooden, made-up spear slightly to the left.

"Going slightly to the left leads us to moderate danger."

He then pointed the spear to the right, and his expression turned grim.

"Going right leads us into extreme danger."

"Straight ahead, then it is."

Ambrose smiled, and he reminded him to keep his eyes peeled on the trees for any signs of movement.

Moriarty nodded and started walking ahead, while Ambrose followed right behind him.

'His Danger Sense passive skill is indeed useful.'

Ambrose thought with a slight smile.

…

A few days ago.

Ambrose sat on the cozy-looking bed with his back against the headboard, reading a book and sipping on a cup of hot tea.

It was a book about ancient civilizations and their mysterious artifacts. He thought it was quite an interesting subject, as it talked more about the lore of Martial Online.

At that moment, a bright light descended from the ceiling, and Moriarty appeared on the other bed with a calm look on his face.

It looked like he had woken up just recently, as his eyes were still heavy with sleep.

"Good morning."

Ambrose closed the book with a soft slam and put the cup of hot tea aside. He had been waiting for Moriarty to hop on.

"Good morning."

Moriarty nodded with a soft nod and stood up while stretching his numb limbs.

"I am going to go search for the clues; are you coming?"

Moriarty asked while heading over to the door.

"No need."

Ambrose sat on the edge of the bed and smiled before saying:

"I already found the clue."

"You did?!"

Moriarty's eyes widened in shock, and he immediately motioned for him to spill the beans.

Ambrose opened his mouth and started talking about everything he had discovered, filling Moriarty with details of the strange images and the attic.

After he finished, Moriarty rubbed his chin and nodded.

"I agree with you. It sounds very much like those Battle Royale games."

"We need to think about the skill that we choose."

Ambrose said, and then paused for a moment while in deep thought.

"Oh, I already know what skill I will choose."

Moriarty said with his finger raised in the air, a calm smile spreading across his face. He had the perfect skill for this.

Ambrose raised an eyebrow and asked, "What skill?"

"It's called Danger Sense."

Moriarty said, and he started explaining its capabilities and how it would give him an edge in unpredictable situations.

"It works simply; it will alert me to any potential dangers or threats before they occur. However, it is not an omnipotent power.

"It will signal me whether there might be danger present, but it might also be a false alarm in case the people who trigger it are not wanting to harm me.

"Also, it doesn't alert me to people who aren't a danger to me in a head-on fight. Therefore, if those people find me walking down somewhere, I wouldn't know of their presence, but if they become hostile to me, only then will I get alerted to danger in my surroundings.

"Danger Sense is not future-telling, so it won't alert me to ambushes that might kill me if they're done by people vastly weaker than me."

Ambrose nodded and understood the gist of it.

"I guess I understood. So, using that, there is a chance that we can still get ambushed. However, Danger Sense is good in this situation as everyone is hostile, so we can assume that all alerts are actual threats."

Moriarty snapped his fingers and pointed at him with a smiling nod.

"Exactly. Danger Sense is perfect for this. While I walk ahead, I can determine the best path that doesn't lead us into danger's way while you keep an eye on potential ambushes."

Ambrose nodded with a smile, as that skill was indeed extremely useful for this.

"Well, what skill will you choose?"

Moriarty asked, and he crossed his arms in thought. It was another important decision.

Ambrose clicked his tongue and shrugged his shoulders before saying, "I don't really know."

"Well, I ain't going to ask you to reveal all of your skills."

Moriarty said, threw his arms up in the air, and continued, "I trust in your judgment. However, tell me what skill you choose eventually."

"All right, I am going to think…"

Ambrose turned silent and entered a deep thinking tank.

He didn't have an awesome skill like Danger Sense that would help him detect danger or help them survive. He also couldn't choose Self-Possession or any Inner Power-related skills.

Only the skills created by skill scrolls were available. Therefore, not even Formlessness was available.

'What will I choose?'