In the silent prison cell, a handsome youth with black hair sat on the ground. His hands were pressed together as if he was cultivating something. "Oh, this is really surprising. Makoto Ito, your cultivation talent is unexpectedly high. You really can't judge a book by its cover.”That's right, this young man who was cultivating was Makoto Ito. With the idea of becoming stronger quickly, Makoto Ito asked Ryoko if there was a way to make him a strong person in a short period of time. Of course, the answer was yes, which made Makoto Ito happy for a moment, but Ryoko's next words made his mood fall to the bottom again.
"Yes, there is. After all, the other purpose of the system's existence is to let you become an indomitable powerhouse. The system is all-encompassing. As long as you can think of an ability, weapon, or even a gold-medal fighter, they all exist. However, all of these require good points to exchange for. Moreover, if you want to obtain good, you can only complete the mission issued by the system. However, you can see your current situation. Not to mention completing the mission, you can't even protect yourself.”At this point, Ryoko couldn't help but laugh out loud. What an unlucky host.
"Hey, don't just poke at my scars. Also, isn't there a newbie gift bag? At the very least, he should have been a little kinder in the beginning.”A large 'jing' character appeared on Makoto Ito's forehead.
After laughing for a while, Ryoko felt that this wasn't a good idea, so she returned to the main topic.""Didn't I already give you the newbie gift bag? That is an extremely important memory. As for the initial good points, hehe, how could a mere scumbag have any good points at the beginning? In order to prevent you from thinking that I'm lying to you again, you should take a look for yourself.”Ryoko's hand slid, and a screen appeared in front of Makoto Ito.
Good Points: 0
Looking at the big zero on the screen, Makoto Ito had never felt that ordinary numbers could be so eye-catching.
"Don't be too sad. You still have a way to become stronger. Have you forgotten about the novice gift bag?”Ryoko had one hand on her waist and one hand on her forehead, revealing a wise gaze.
"You mean this memory, but can memory be turned into power?”Makoto Ito scratched his head in confusion.
" You're really stupid. Flying Dragon Technique, oh Flying Dragon Technique. Your ancestor was able to rely on this cultivation method to achieve great things and finally obtain the status of an Earl. It's enough to prove that this cultivation method is extraordinary. Moreover, you're a direct descendant of the Ito family, so this cultivation method must exist in your mind. Anyway, you have nothing to do now. Why don't you take this opportunity to cultivate it? Perhaps there will be unexpected effects."”Ryoko patted the back of Ito Makoto's head, putting on a disappointed expression.
"It hurts. So you can touch me. I thought you were a 3D projection or something.”Makoto Ito was surprised.
"That's not the main point. Besides, I can only touch you, and only you can see me. Alright, let's not talk anymore. You should hurry up and find a cultivation technique and start cultivating.”
With his curiosity satisfied, Makoto Ito began to flip through the memories in his mind. A few minutes later, he finally found the Flying Dragon Technique in an inconspicuous corner of his mind. One could imagine that Makoto Ito's predecessor did not take this cultivation method seriously at all. He did not even think about cultivating it properly.
After Ito Makoto found it, he couldn't wait to read it. After memorizing it by heart, he immediately began to cultivate according to that unlucky fellow's memory.
He sat down cross-legged and silently recited the Flying Dragon Mantra in his heart. After calming his mind, Makoto Ito quickly entered a meditative state. After an unknown period of time, a wisp of hot air rose from his dantian and began to flow through his meridians along the circulation route. It grew stronger with each cycle. After countless cycles, a soft sound woke Makoto Ito up from his meditative state. His face was filled with surprise and disbelief. He seemed to have broken through his original realm in such a short period of time. According to the strength classification in his memory, he was now a beginner warrior of the second step.
Name: Makoto Ito
[Age: 17]
[Race: Human (Scum)]
[Identity: Son of the Earl (Young Master who committed all kinds of evil)]
[Level: 10(Beginner Tier 2 Warrior)]
[Skill: None]
[Remarks: Congratulations, you have successfully gotten rid of the title of being a lousy fighter. You have been promoted to a lousy fighter. Continue to work hard. A beautiful tomorrow awaits you.]
After reading the system's new evaluation, Makoto Ito's good mood instantly disappeared. He seemed to feel the malice of the world. However, if he continued to cultivate at this speed, he would soon become an expert. At that time, Makoto Ito could not help but fantasize about it, and even drool dripped from the corner of his mouth.
"You're thinking too much. Although this body of yours is very talented and your soul is very strong after transmigrating, your cultivation speed is indeed very fast. However, this is all thanks to the medicinal power in your body. It seems that your predecessor ate a lot of natural treasures. Because he never cultivated, these medicinal powers were accumulated, but they were all absorbed by you just now. The serious injuries on your body have already healed. The Flying Dragon Technique doesn't have such an effect.”Ryoko's untimely voice interrupted Ito Makoto's fantasies.
"Indeed, my body doesn't hurt anymore. Even the wounds have disappeared.”Makoto Ito, who had just returned from his daydreaming state, began to think. It seemed that he should just focus on his cultivation. He couldn't be like that unlucky bastard from his previous life, who had a lot of talent but didn't know how to cherish it.
"Ryoko, thank you."
"No need. This is my duty.”
Makoto Ito shook his head and threw away the distracting thoughts in his mind. He sat cross-legged again and began a new round of cultivation.
Days passed by. Although Makoto Ito did not see anyone these few days, his meals were still delivered on time. After eating, he began to train. When he was tired from training, he went to sleep (after all, warriors were not like mages who could train day and night without feeling tired). This had almost become the main theme of the past few days. Moreover, with Ryoko's company, Makoto Ito did not feel lonely.
In the imperial palace of the Divine Dragon Empire's Rising Dragon City, a young girl was venting her anger on the drill ground. All kinds of fire magic kept bombarding the already dilapidated walls and stone pillars, sending gravel flying everywhere.
This young lady had a head full of beautiful blonde hair, a pair of bright blue eyes that captivated people's hearts, and an exquisite face that made people unable to look away. Her figure was also perfect. It was as if the heavens were especially fond of her, giving her many beauties. Although her face was full of anger, it did not destroy her beauty at all. Instead, it added a different meaning to her.
If Makoto Ito was here, he would definitely exclaim,""Isn't this the 'fairy' from that day?”
That's right, this girl was the third princess of the empire, Long Yue 'er.
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