My Passive Skills are Invincible!

"What?!" Mike was completely dumbfounded.

This kid in front of him was his teacher!

Now, he actually wanted to acknowledge Mike as his teacher?

Wasn't this the f*cking opposite?

"No, no, no, no, no, no." Mike rejected without hesitation.

This time, Kordontimus was also dumbfounded.

"Why? Do you not think I'm strong enough?" Kordontimus frowned slightly.

Although he acknowledged that Mike was very strong, it did not stop him from being very confident in his own strength. There was no conflict between these two matters.

In fact, Kordontimus was indeed a very talented person.

He learned everything very quickly, and his body was also much stronger than others. This could be seen from his attack just now.

An iron sword that was bigger than a person could be wielded as easily as a dagger. How could he not be strong?

However, Mike did not know how to explain.

This Kordontimus in front of him seemed to not know him. He definitely could not say "Actually, you are my teacher and I'm your student".

Kordontimus would not believe it.

Now, Mike had somewhat understood the situation.

He seemed to have come to a parallel Second World because of the soul stone.

There seemed to be no players in this world. In other words, this was a Second World that had not turned into a game.

If that was the case, everything made sense.

Why did these guys not have IDs on their heads? Because this was the original Second World, not the game's Second World.

Why was his shuttle bracelet missing? It was because he had used the player's system to create it.

As for why Kordontimus was so different from the original, Mike still could not understand.

Maybe after the players entered the Second World, Kordontimus became like that because of some butterfly effect.

That was to say, if the players had not entered the Second World, this would be how Kordontimus carried himself.

Everything seemed to make sense.

After all, Second World had been in people's sight for 100 years. It was possible for the players to influence Second World in these 100 years.

Without the players, it was understandable for Second World to be completely different from the Second World people knew.

After figuring this out, Mike felt much more relaxed.

It seemed that the soul stone had sent him to this parallel Second World. As for why the soul stone did this, Mike did not know.

It was most likely some kind of hidden mission or special dungeon.

However, he still did not know what mission he needed to do.

Thinking of this, Mike decided to go offline and sleep. After all, it was a little dark.

However, when he opened the system panel and was about to go offline, he found that.

The "go offline" option had disappeared.

That was right, it had disappeared!

"What's going on?!" Mike was really shocked this time.

Perhaps he had been surprised by many things in the Second World, but this was the first time he felt panic and shock.

He could not go offline!

"What's wrong?" Kordontimus could see that something was wrong with Mike and instinctively asked.

"I can't..." Mike stopped mid-sentence. 

He suddenly remembered that the concept of "adventurers" was non-existent in this Second World.

So these NPCs should not understand what it meant to go offline.

So if he told Kordontimus about this now, it was almost like he was talking nonsense. Kordontimus would definitely think that he was crazy. This was something that Mike did not want to see.

He could only sigh and say, "It's nothing."

Kordontimus raised his eyebrows.

He felt that this powerful young man was quite interesting. Moreover, Kordontimus's intuition told him that this young man in front of him must have a very deep secret.

"I don't care. In any case, you must take me as your disciple!" Kordontimus put his hands on his hips and said arrogantly.

He did not look like he was asking for help. Instead, he looked a little arrogant and domineering.

Mike wanted to laugh when he saw Kordontimus like this.

Was Kordontimus supposed to behave like this?

This was too strange.

He suddenly felt that it was quite fun to accept this disciple.

It was a parallel world anyway. He could do whatever he wanted.

"Alright then, I'll take you as my disciple. You have to call me master in the future."

"Yes, master!" Kordontimus obviously did not know Mike's prank, so he happily agreed.

"Then master, quickly teach me some skills. I want to be as good as you," Kordontimus naturally made this request.

This time, Mike was completely stunned.

He had no idea how to teach Kordontimus.

In fact, he did not have any skills at all. All he had were the skills of a player.

If he lost his skills, he would just be an ordinary person.

He was silent for a moment and said,

"How about this, you go to a place called the Violet Valley and find a way to climb the mountain.

"During this process, you can't hurt any plants."

"Can't hurt plants? What do you mean?" Kordontimus was dumbfounded. He had never been to Violet Valley, so he naturally did not know what was going on there. Therefore, hearing Mike say that he could not hurt plants was quite baffling.

"You don't have to care about that. You'll know when you get there. Anyway, you can't hurt the plants."

Mike revealed a satisfied smile.

He did not expect that it was his turn to throw this difficult problem to Kordontimus. This feeling was pretty good.

After saying that, he added,

"After you complete this task, you have to proceed to go up and down the mountain a hundred times."

"Why?!" Kordontimus could not understand it at all.

Although Mike did not know why Kordontimus wanted him to do this in the first place, he still pretended to be profound and said,

"Letting you go up and down the mountain is to train your physique. It's good for you!

"Not letting you hurt plants is to let you understand that plants are also alive. As long as they are alive, we shouldn't hurt them at will!"

Mike looked very serious on the surface, but now he was very happy in his heart.

Because these were what Kordontimus had told him when he was his master.

Yet now, Mike had taken on the role of the master himself and taught Kordontimus what Kordontimus had said.

This feeling felt very good and interesting to Mike.

"But, isn't becoming stronger just to get rid of all the people in front of me?

"Whether it's people or plants, since they are in my way, why should I let them go?"

Kordontimus did not understand this kind of behavior.

Mike looked at the young Kordontimus in front of him, who had a strong personality, and suddenly felt a little distracted.

He opened his mouth and slowly said,

"Power... has never existed for the sake of killing."