The Tree of Ascension: A LitRPG Apocalypse (Peril's Prodigy Book 2) by Craig Kobayashi (ebook reader 7 inch TXT) 📕

least be able to make the basic poison necessary to coat his blades. If he was able to get his hands on a few of both, he could combine them to create a poison that would not only inflict a damage-over-time debuff, but also lower his target’s visual acuity by 20%. The strange forest left in the wake of the giant turtle did have some plants that nobody in the Guild recognized, so he had hope of finding what he was after. Warrion’s plan was to pick a bunch of plants, then see if any of them were ingredients he needed when he got back.

A few minutes later, Warrion was walking with Stealth active through the incredibly verdant foliage of the new forest. Even to someone who’d grown up in the Pacific Northwest where everything is green, this forest was something different entirely. The greens here seemed to glow with their brightness. There were so many unusual plants growing in a kaleidoscope of colors that he didn’t know where to start. Some grew straight up from the ground while others spread along the forest floor like a carpet. Others grew out of the sides of trees he didn’t recognize, sending shoots of vibrant colors out at every angle. He could have sworn he saw a handful of plants moving of their own volition, but he couldn’t be certain it hadn’t just been a trick of the ocean breeze.

Warrion thought his best course of action was to pocket one of each plant. He bent to inspect an elegant, white, bell-shaped flower with three yellow prongs protruding from its center. The stem spiraled in tight circles from the flower to the soft earth beneath.

Warrion picked the flower instead of pulling it up by the roots, snapping the spiraling stem about an inch below the base of the flower. It wilted at an incredible rate, and then flaked into ash that was swept out of the Assassin’s hand by the salty breeze. A fast movement caught his eye, and he looked down to see the spiraling stem burrow into the ground.

Warrion figured a different method of harvesting might work. It didn’t take long to locate one, and Warrion once again bent to take a closer look. This time, Warrion grabbed the stem right where it met the soil and pulled. Once again, the flower flaked away and the stub of a stem spun into hiding beneath the soil. Cursing, Warrion wiped his hands free of the ash-like substance left behind by the white flower and searched for yet another.

For his third attempt, Warrion took hold of the base of the stem and took great care to pull as gently as he could manage. Slowly, more of the spiraling stem came up out of the earth. The Assassin continued, gently pulling, grabbing at the recently exposed part of the stem as more and more of it was pulled from the ground. Finally, the stem went taut. He continued to slowly, gently pull until he was rewarded by unearthing the entire plant, from the beautiful flower to the soil-speckled bulb that had anchored it in place. Warrion received an unexpected, but welcome notification.

Congratulations, Warrion! You have unlocked the Profession, Herbalism.

At Level 1, Herbalism allows you to safely harvest plants up to Uncommon rank.

With that exciting bit of information out of the way, Warrion eagerly Inspected the flower in his hands.

White Lolabell

Type: Reagent

Item Score: 16

Rarity: Uncommon

White Lolabells are known for their attractive aroma and aesthetic appearance. The roots of this lovely flower are often used in Alchemy for their sleep-inducing qualities.

Warrion wasn’t sure what the hell to do with the White Lolabell, so he accessed his Items panel and placed the nice-smelling flower inside. He opted against harvesting more, as he didn’t think he’d really have any use for their effects. Instead, he carefully pulled at the stem of a flower that looked like some kind of alien lily. Each of its ribbon-like petals was tipped with a long red thorn that glistened with moisture. Careful not to accidentally prick himself, Warrion wiggled the flower out of the ground in its entirety on his first attempt and triggered Inspect to see what he’d found.

Burning Twindleroot

Type: Reagent

Item Score: 9

Rarity: Common

Burning Twindleroot is known for its pungent odor and poisonous thorns. Victims of a Burning Twindleroot’s poison experience a burning sensation with varying levels of intensity depending on the depth of penetration. If extracted carefully, the Burning Twindleroot’s poison can be used by a variety of Classes and Professions.

Warrion nearly broke Stealth with an excited whoop at finding one of the plants he’d been looking for. Considering the vast array of alien plant life in the forest, he knew the odds of finding a specific plant that he’d never even heard of were slim. Lucky!

The Herbalist continued picking his way through the forest, harvesting as he went. More often than not, he failed. He bagged a few more Burning Twindleroots, and demolished several other plants to the point that triggering Inspect on them did nothing at all. He did find one other interesting herb though, and this time, his excitement broke Stealth.

“Woohoo!”

Jungjem Bush

Type: Reagent

Item Score: 5

Rarity: Common

The Jungjem Bush originated on the dead planet, Jul’Juran. Inhabited by a species of catatonic Trolls, the leaves of the Jungjem Bush were often smoked recreationally.

If the leaves of this Jungjem Bush are dried, burned, and its smoke inhaled, the user may experience all or none of the following effects:

Mildly Catatonic State

Hallucinations

Increased Appetite

Increased Libido

Increased Relaxation

+1/second to Mana Regeneration

-5 Dexterity

Decreased Libido

Decreased Motivation

Decreased Ambition

Decreased Coordination

Warrion found magic weed! He couldn’t wait until the leaves were dry enough to give it a try. He was sure Garath would be happy to hear about it, too. Before The Culling, the Assassin hadn’t been sure whether his odd neighbor smoked or not, but his apartment had reeked of weed when he’d gone over with Sarah, Mark, and Sharon.

He’d never really known Garath before they grouped up to survive The Culling, though. Knowing what