Chapter 5: The Golden Sword

Li Zhengyi could still hear his father tactfully admonishing him not to have too many illusions.

He has always felt that he can eat well after listening to people's persuasion, but he also quietly lowered his requirements in his heart, and he is no longer so obsessed with the previous armored combat vehicle.

After all, judging from the information he gathered, even if it was an ordinary pistol, it could be regarded as a very rare and fortunate thing.

Armored combat vehicles or something are still enjoyed in dreams, even Father Li has never seen anything of that level.

Since he couldn't get much information and guidance from his father, Li Zhengyi ended the topic very practically, leaving his old father to wash the dishes and chopsticks alone.

He went into the living room and tossed back and forth on a few channels on the TV, trying to see if he could find something more cutting-edge.

"Don't worry, what Dad said before is not groundless, there is indeed news that in the future, the non-mainstream awakened will also be tilted and systematically cultivated."

"You are blessed, unlike Dad, we will, except for the mainstream awakened, everyone else will grow savagely on their own."

may have seen the anxiety in Li Zhengyi's heart, and his father sat next to him and said some reassuring words after washing the pots and pans.

However, Li Zhengyi didn't listen much to this, and kept fantasizing about what kind of powerful things he would awaken in his heart.

Or what if you can't wake up?

After all, most people are ordinary people who can't wake up, so will they still live a boring life step by step like in the previous life?

The night gradually became silent, and Li Zhengyi fell asleep in a trance of anticipation and anxiety.

Lying quietly on the wooden bed next to the window, the bright moonlight gilding his face with a hazy silver glow.

Suddenly, Li Zhengyi's brows tightened......

"Can you admit punishment?"

An illusory voice came from all around, and Li Zhengyi found himself standing inside a spacious megalithic palace. In front of him, a hazy shadow sat in a stone chair on a high platform, and behind him was a bright churning cloud.

The ethereal voice reached his ears, and his body became heavier and heavier, and the other figures standing around him were statues motionless.

Under the incomparably huge pressure, Li Zhengyi finally couldn't support it and knelt down on one knee in the center of the hall.

Holding an unsheathed long sword in his hand to support his body, everything around him was so hazy, even his own appearance was so blurred, only the long sword was clearly engraved there.

The long sword has a golden body and a sharp blade, and the blade is engraved with intricate square inscriptions. The hilt of the sword is columnar, and the sword lattice and sword head are two golden discs, one large and one small.

This golden long sword was as familiar as a part of his body, and just as Li Zhengyi was curiously staring at the sharp long sword and observing it carefully, a sentence came out of his mouth involuntarily.

"I, admit punishment."

Immediately after that, his body also lost control of his own volition, and his right hand kept calling to throw away the golden sword, but the hilt seemed to grow in the palm of his hand, and even if he let go of his hand, it still stood there to support his body.

Two different consciousnesses appeared in Li Zhengyi's mind, he wanted to hold the long sword, but the other consciousness tried his best to discard it.

The two consciousnesses pulled back and forth like a tug-of-war, and the hall was silent.

Suddenly, Li Zhengyi was like an electric shock, and the golden sword in his hand was smashed on the thick stone slab under his gaze, and he let out a lamentation like a mournful cry.

"Swing!"

……

"No ......!"

Li Zhengyi sat up from the bed abruptly, gasping for breath in the darkness while finding himself still in the living room at home.

"Is it a dream?"

In the cold winter, he broke out in a cold sweat......

It was pitch black outside the window, and Li Zhengyi sat on the bed and gasped for a while before gradually calming down. Looking at the clock hanging on the wall, I saw that it was only a little past three o'clock in the morning.

"Whew, why do you keep having these strange dreams?"

After muttering, Li Zhengyi lay back again, but as soon as he closed his eyes, he immediately opened them again.

Then he closed his eyes and blinked back and forth, and then the strange expression on his face became strangely surprised.

"It's finally here."

It turned out that after he closed his eyes, he noticed that there were several more rows of numbers in front of him.

【Lee Jeong-yi】

Power: 0.78

Endurance: 0.69

Dexterity: 1.03

Constitution: 1.53

Spirit: 1.98 (monthly absence)

Sure enough, the essential medicine for the traverser, the golden finger will never be missing.

After being excited for a while, Li Zhengyi suppressed the excitement in his heart and carefully checked his attribute table.

When he saw that his strength and endurance were so weak, he was very angry, thinking how could he be so weak.

When he saw the agility item, he was slightly satisfied, and at the same time asked in his heart: "Could it be that the uncle is a speed player?" ”

Later, seeing that his physique and mental strength far exceeded that of ordinary adults, Li Zhengyi felt that this was worthy of his identity as a traverser.

"The spiritual power is as high as 1.98, so there must be no problem with awakening now."

But what do the last two words mean? Is the state of mind related to the moon? If there is a lack of moon, there should be a full moon, right? ”

Li Zhengyi couldn't figure it out for a while, couldn't find the manual, and didn't get any explanation.

Now it's time for the moment!

"Deep blue!"

……

"Isn't that so? System? I'm going to add some more! ”

"Why hasn't it been reactive? Big brother? Eldest brother? Uncle!? ”

No matter how Li Zhengyi called, his mind was still so silent, and he didn't get any response.

"Isn't it, is it just this quantitative display interface? That's not as good as ......"

"Forget it, something is better than nothing. Besides, according to the normal routine, the better ones should be left behind. I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, so I have ......"

The feeling of riding a roller coaster made Li Zhengyi unable to fall asleep in the second half of the night, even if it was just those few numbers that did not fluctuate, let him watch back and forth non-stop.

As a result, when he was called up the next day, he was depressed, and his mother reprimanded him several times with a straight face.

After his parents went out, Li Zhengyi, who couldn't resist the sleepiness, lay on the bed and fell asleep.

"Weak chicken."

After his sister Li Xiaoli despised him disdainfully, she also went out to find a friend to play.

On the first day of the holiday, Li Zhengyi slept upside down, and when he woke up, it was almost noon.

Although I don't have the momentum I had last night, I still close my eyes from time to time to look at the numbers that have been engraved in my mind.

"How can I improve it?"

For the time being, he couldn't find a way to add points, and Li Zhengyi was always thinking about how to increase those values by hundreds or thousands at once.

"Since this is the case, the uncle will practice it himself, anyway, with the attribute table, you can intuitively see the improvement effect!"

"Whew~Whew~"

But not long after he went out, Li Zhengyi came back, slumped on the sofa like a leper dog, panting heavily.

He didn't expect that the endurance of this young body was so poor, it was only ten minutes of running, and his throat felt like it was on fire.

"How did I be so empty in high school? Didn't you? ”