White_Ink

Ten years ago, John and his parents were transported into a game world.
This young man, full of ambition to conquer the world, unfortunately awakened the weakest class—Furniture Maker.
But what troubled John most wasn’t his class.
Like most transmigrators, he had a system.
The only problem was—
This system kept granting him strange and absurd skills.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host! You’ve acquired a concept-level skill: Absolute Diarrhea Technique. Your basic attacks will cause opponents to suffer explosive diarrhea until complete exhaustion. Any creature without an anus is unworthy of being your enemy!]
[Ding! Congratulations, Host! You’ve acquired a concept-level skill: Mummification Wrapping Technique. Bandages crafted by you can heal all things!]
[Ding! Congratulations, Host! You’ve acquired a concept-level skill: You may steal and copy the abilities of anyone named John!]
[Ding! Congratulations, Host! You’ve acquired a bonus concept-level skill: You may forcibly rename anyone to John!]
…
Years later, in the Divine Realm, a lone figure stood tall above the heavens.
As the sacred hymns echoed, he raised a finger—
And all the gods clenched their anuses in fear.

Rise of the Weakest Awakener: I Only Have Concept-Level Skills

As expected, after hearing John's vague and evasive explanation, Old Jaque and Celia exchanged a glance, and an expression of sudden realization dawned on both their faces.

"So that's how it is," Celia nodded. "I wrongly accused you."

"Pretty much what I guessed," Old Jaque tossed aside the little whip and patted John on the shoulder. "You've had it rough."

John had no idea what kind of wild theories they had come up with, but he nodded solemnly in agreement. "As long as you understand, that's all that matters. Please, I beg you—keep this a secret."

Old Jaque looked at him with heartfelt seriousness. "If using that strange ability really hurts you so badly, then unless you're in a life-threatening situation, don't use it again."

"As for where you learned such a mysterious move—even if you're forbidden from speaking about it—I can probably guess."

"Everyone has secrets. You must guard yours well."

Chapter71-Are You Satisfied Now?