Chapter 868

On the way back.

Natsume Chikage looked down at the dark brown baseball glove in his hand, and a strange expression mixed with surprise and joy appeared on his face, which he couldn't suppress.

In his field of vision, the translucent prompt box that only he could see floated clearly above the glove.

【You have obtained ownership of this equipment, would you like to register it?】

【Yes/No】

Regarding this.

Natsume Chikage had no hesitation and silently thought in his heart:

"Yes!"

【You have successfully registered the equipment 'Effort Baseball Glove'!】

【One more piece of special equipment needed for the next attribute point!】

Immediately afterward, a second prompt popped up:

【Would you like to equip this 'Effort Baseball Glove'?】

【Yes/No】

"Yes!"

He confirmed again in his heart.

The moment the equipment was completed, he didn't feel any obvious strange changes in his body.

But he wasn't surprised by this.

After all, the effect of this equipment clearly stated: 'When throwing a baseball, strength increases by 5%, pitching control ability slightly improves, and accuracy increases by 10%'.

Now he didn't even have a baseball in his hand, so naturally, he couldn't experience that unique effect.

As for the effect itself, although from the numerical increase alone, it seemed not as simple, rough, and directly violent as the 'Hot-Blooded Bat' effect of 'when swinging, strength increases by 10%, accuracy increases by 20%'.

But looking closely, the effect of the 'Effort Baseball Glove' appeared more multifaceted and balanced.

It covered strength increase, pitching control assistance, and accuracy improvement simultaneously, more like a comprehensive auxiliary equipment tailored for the specific position of "pitcher."

Natsume Chikage knew that his 'Hot-Blooded Bat' was a concept-type equipment, and the effect description stated it took effect "when swinging."

A bold idea couldn't help but pop into his mind: Maybe he could try to see if he could trigger the strength and accuracy bonus of the 'Hot-Blooded Bat' during the action of throwing a baseball?

If he could... then the superimposed effect would truly be ridiculously strong.

You have to know that the basic bonus directions of these two pieces of equipment were already consistent.

If the effects could really be superimposed, that would be a total increase of 15% in strength, and an accuracy improvement of up to 30%!

Roughly converted, it meant that on average, for every three balls thrown, one would stably enter the strike zone and would inevitably not be hit.

And the rules of his wager with Shinohara Shingo were precisely a ten-pitch system; as long as he didn't let Shinohara Shingo hit three balls, he could win.

Therefore, even from the rough estimation of accuracy alone, he seemed to already have considerable odds of winning.

Of course, the premise of all this was—the effects of the two pieces of equipment must be able to be successfully superimposed.

If not, then for this month, he would have to put in far more effort than ordinary people and conduct extremely arduous targeted training.

But even so, deep down, Natsume Chikage didn't think he would lose.

He still had time.

Within a month, he could continue to exercise and improve his existing strength and agility attributes.

He could also obtain precious free attribute points by finding and collecting new special equipment.

At worst, he could add attribute points directly to strength and agility, forcibly raising his body's basic quality.

As for pitching itself, as long as the ball speed was fast enough, fast enough that the opponent couldn't react in time, and the trajectory was difficult to capture.

In all martial arts under heaven, nothing is unbreakable, only speed is unbreakable!

Fast enough to a certain degree, the opponent simply wouldn't be able to catch it!

Class 1-A.

Xiyuanji Qilai, Fujiwara Aoi, and Yukimura Lingyin were still gathered together, chatting and having lunch.

At this time.

Natsume Chikage walked back with his usual gait, holding that baseball glove.

Xiyuanji Qilai was the first to notice him and the conspicuous object he had in his hand; a flash of curiosity crossed her amber eyes, and she took the initiative to ask:

"Natsume-kun, you're back. Was there something important when you were called to the student council?"

Natsume Chikage walked to his seat, placed the glove casually on the corner of the desk, shook his head upon hearing this, and revealed his usual gentle smile:

"Nothing major."

"Just chatted with the student council for a bit and verified some situations."