My Second Life Is A Heroic Power Fantasy 101 Bed-Ridden Part 5

The screen re-arranged itself, before displaying several new lines of text:

"For your recent notable accomplishments, you have been granted access to a new function within the Terminal. You have also been granted a quest reward. Please select one of the following perks:

[500 gold to be spent on any Terminal function]

or

[A random 10 point Attribute increase (does not count towards purchasable Attribute point maximum)]"

Looking over the two options, the Attribute increase seemed immediately by far the better of the two options. Considering the price of increasing any of them even a single point with gold, getting a 10 point jump all at once would be ma.s.sively more valuable. But, maybe there was something he was missing. He re-read things again, and noticed the first sentence. A new function in the Terminal? His curiosity piqued, he asked the Terminal to show him the new unlocked function before he picked a reward.

The reward screen vanished, and was replaced with the list of functions he'd seen previously, except this time one of the locked functions now displayed a name, highlighted in the same shade of fluorescent red that had drawn attention to his stat increases.

"[Attribute Improvement]

[Talent and Perk Tree]

[Mundane Equipment]

[Alchemical Items]
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[Magical Items]

[-LOCKED-]

[Injury Treatment]

[-LOCKED-]"

Without him asking it to, the Terminal automatically selected the new "Injury Treatment" option and displayed its contents. Shown on the display screen was a cartoonish paper-doll depiction of himself, minus any clothes. To protect whatever might be left of his dignity, the Terminal at least had the decency to cover his genitalia with a fig leaf.

The paper doll displayed all of the wounds he'd received in the last battle, including every little cut the Gnoll Champion had given him with that wicked curved blade. Next to each of the wounds was a number, as well as a percentage. The small cuts all had numbers ranging from 2 to 5, with 100% next to them. The spear wound in his side had a number in the twenties and a percentage in the high 80%, and the knife wound in his thigh was over 60, with a percentage hovering in the low 40s.

Looking over the numbers, he tried to puzzle out their meaning. Best he could figure, the numbers were days it would take the wound to fully heal. The meaning of the percentage, however, was obscure enough that he finally asked the Terminal for clarification.

"The initial next to each wound is the estimated time in days it will take the user's body to adequately mend the wound through natural means and without magical a.s.sistance."

So, his guess was right about that, at least. As he read on, the Terminal continued.

"The percentage beside each recovery length number indicates the estimated percent chance the wound will fully heal with no lasting impairments or physical complications. The lower the percentage, the greater the chance a wound will generate additional physical problems or long-lasting effects beyond its initial healing period. These impairments can include a loss of strength or flexibility in the affected area after healing, or other complications such as systemic infection that arise before the wound has healed. Please note that current estimated recovery time spans and percentages do take into account any non-magical treatments currently being administered to the user when the values are calculated, and take into account the general likelihood of all potential complications and averages them into a single value for ease of information access."

Alright, so he could at least have a clear idea of what was wrong with him now. And how long it would put him out. The outlook wasn't pretty.