章 5: Weapons and classes....
A flood of fresh knowledge slammed into him like a tidal wave as he was in an unconscious state.
'Weapons and classes...'
There are exactly six stages for a weapon practitioner: basic, intermediate, advanced, veteran, lord, and immortal, each with four sub-stages: elemental, forward, acute, and ascendant.
Weapons are therefore ranked in a Pripisano style that is SSS, SS, S, A, B, C, D, E, and F rank, with F being the lowest. Skills are then grouped into three groups: basic, intermediate, and advanced.
Feng Lie had his mind blown as he 'went through' his memories. What just happened?
"S-system 17?! System 17?!" he called out as his blurred vision stabilized.
[For better interaction, host is required to return to Spiritus Galaxita.]
"H-how?"
Use your brain.
"Are you calling me dumb?"
[Host is required to use his mind to activate his spiritual mana.]
"Errrr?....."
[Close your eyes.]
"Oh.... Ok" As instructed, Feng Lie closed his eyelids, and he returned to the spiritual galaxy.
Hours passed by as he explored the different contents of the system and how it worked. He concluded that there were different levels of authorization that opened different levels of equipment, and in order to increase his authorization level, he had to complete missions of various aptitudes, for he was currently at the lowest level of authorization.
The down side of it all was that these missions come as pop-up quests—that is, they come at random times. It could come in anyway, anyhow, and anywhere.
Regarding his Qi equipment, all he had to do to summon it was call its name. Simple enough.
_ _ _
After he was done navigating his way through the system, he noticed the day was as it was when he first entered, almost like time stopped whenever his presence was in the system.
Since it was still bright and early and school had been closed for the rest of the day due to the exam that happened earlier, Feng Lie thought it would be a great idea to have some dumplings for lunch to celebrate his newly found discovery.
Subsequently, he changed into some casual clothes—a pair of blue jeans and an oversized pullover hoodie—that covered half his face, leaving only his contours exposed. He ambulated his way to a dumpling stall not too far from the school.
"A serving of chilly wontons, please," he ordered
"That would be 300"
"300? Seriously?!" He exclaimed, not knowing when a simple serving of wontons became so expensive. "(Sigh) Fine," he later said with a low groan.
"Please hold on"
"Mhmm." He then turned around to take a look around him. He lifted his head up to scrutinize his surroundings while waiting for his spicy, hot chili oil wontons. His expressions were oddly calm, totally different from what you would expect from someone who had recently transmigrated.
"Here's your dumplings"
"Oh, Thanks"
He grudgingly paid the stall vendor his 300 yuan and left. He then seized this opportunity to get some exercise, because though the system had a time-stopping effect on the outside world, it still felt like hours had passed to him.
Taking in the daylight view, he toured the small city which was something he had never done nor ever thought of doing. It kind of made him wonder what would have happened to him if he hadn't transmigrated, Would he have died a meaningless death? He was still young and had a whole life ahead of him. One unprecedented mishap could have ended it all within a blink of an eye. Life really is short.
He breathed out a long sigh so as to get rid of the negative thoughts and instead filled it with ecstatic thoughts like the system. For it would be a great help to him in the near future especially now that he had decided to reach for the stars in this world—something previously he would never have thought of, and for that to happen, he had to become a magical practitioner.
It's true that life is short but how you spend it matters a lot.
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Time passed as he continued walking ahead with his hood on since the day was quite chilly. Howbeit his calm gaze was replaced with an alarmed look. A person who was coincidentally wearing the exact same hoodie as him–a Blue-gray pullover was running frantically in his direction. It happened all so quickly, and he was too slow to dodge. They both crashed into each other in a hurled manner, luckily Feng Lie was stronger and more built than the figure so during their collision Feng Lie managed to retain his stand while the other fell brutally to the ground.
"Can't you see where you're going?!!!" The person lashed out while pushing against the floor to get up
"..."
'Seriously? He was the one that bumped into me'
Feng Lie was just about to rebuke the guy when he caught sight of a small gang of thugs also running his way which gave him a puzzling feeling. He looked down to check on the person he crashed into but was nowhere to be found.
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