In a small villa.
After confirming that her sister had not returned, An Ran went around the villa alone.
Although he was familiar with his memories and had even adapted to this world, he was still excited by the fresh and unique style of the decoration.
The familiar blue sofa, the familiar beige dining table and chairs, and everything else.
When she was young, An Ran had admired her sister. She could become a special forces soldier like her sister. She was awe-inspiring and even killed in all directions. At that time, he thought that his sister was the hero in his heart. Now that he had grown up, this thought had never subsided.
249 days passed.
It was like a dream, disappearing in a flash.
However, this thought became more and more obvious.
……
When she arrived at the training room, the power contained in An Ran's body could not be suppressed anymore and was ready to move.
The shooting platform.
Sandbag.
Dumbbells.
Horizontal bars, parallel bars.
There was also a special fighting arena.
An Ran seemed to be able to see her sister sweating profusely under every project…
Although the sparrow was small, it had everything.
"Little Dream, you just said that I can get points by training and defeating enemies, right?”
"Not bad." Little Dream answered simply.
An Ran was not born again. As a transmigrator, he knew very well the plot of the special forces world. In the near future, his sister would participate in an irreversible mission with Thunderous Battle and lose her life.
Before that, An Ran had to increase her strength to prevent another tragedy from happening.
"How do I know how much my strength has increased?”An Ran asked.
"The host can check it with his will.”Little Dream said.
An Ran nodded to herself. Without any hesitation, she silently read it.
Just as he thought, a blue panel appeared in his mind.
It clearly showed:
[Host: An Ran]
[Skill: Armed Color Domineering]
[Proficiency: 1/10000]
[Physical fitness: 10 (10 for ordinary people)]
……
Eh? When did he gain an additional proficiency?
An Ran wasn't stupid. After thinking about the ins and outs of the matter, he couldn't help but exclaim. Could it be that using it once would increase the proficiency and thus increase the level of the domineering aura?
Looking at the well-equipped training ground in front of her, An Ran burst out in excitement. Wouldn't she know if it was true or not after trying?
He came to a sandbag and held his breath.
The color of the weapon was domineering, Hardening!
His blood vessels and muscles were clearly visible, as if they were instantly filled with strength.
Whoosh!
He threw a punch.
Puff!
Like a small steel cannon, he punched the sandbag. The surface of the sandbag immediately caved in and bounced back.
[Your proficiency in the color of the weapon has increased to 2/10000]
As expected!
As long as he continued to use the Armed Color Haki, he could increase his proficiency!
At the same time, as his proficiency increased, a voice sounded.
" Ding! You have received points 1 "
This system was simply heaven-defying.
Not only could training increase proficiency, but it could also earn points!
Puff!
Puff! Puff!
Pu, pu, pu, pu!
……
[Your proficiency in the color of the weapon has increased to 3/10000]
[Your proficiency in the color of the weapon has increased to 4/10000]
[Your proficiency in the Armed Color Domineering has increased to 5/10000]
……
[You have received one point.]
[You have received one point.]
[You have received one point.]
……
An hour later.
[Your proficiency in the color of the weapon has increased to 7200/10000]
"Your total points are 7201."
Seeing these two lines of numbers, An Ran frowned slightly. He was starting to feel a little tired, and the effect of the armor color was also fading. When he hit the sandbag, he could feel a little numb.
This was already a very fast attack speed. One hour and 3600 seconds. At the beginning, he could punch a few times per second. It would be good if he could maintain one or two punches per second.
Only 7200 proficiency points.
However, An Ran was already quite satisfied. One had to know that 10,000 hits could earn 10,000 points. Then, if he hit 20,000 times, wouldn't he be able to exchange for the aura of knowledge?
However, the fatigue in her body made An Ran feel powerless.
Oh right, recovery potion.
"Exchange for a bottle of recovery potion!"
"Ding! You have successfully exchanged for a bottle of Recovery Potion. 1000 points have been deducted."
"Use it!" An Ran muttered.
A clear chill washed over An Ran's body from top to bottom as if she had been enlightened. All the fatigue and discomfort disappeared in an instant.
His entire body was filled with strength again.
"This is simply too magical!"
An Ran raised her head and clenched her fists.
The color of the weapon was domineering, Hardening!
Puff!
Puff! Puff!
……
His fists rained down on the sandbag.
Who would have thought that such a comatose youth would be waving his fists so tirelessly after recovering from a serious illness?
Even the formal soldier training was inferior…
Half an hour later.
"Your proficiency in the Armed Color Tyrannical has increased to 10000/10000. It has been completed.”
"Ding! Your total points are 9001!"
An Ran, whose face was covered in sweat, stopped punching.
Looking at the shaking sandbag that was about to explode, he couldn't help but click his tongue.""You're quite skilled already?"
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